Out Of Our Minds
this is definitely a risk, starting a third fanfic, whilst running another two at the same time but I really wanted to share this new fic I'm working on. ATM I'm focusing mainly on You Can't Bring Me Down, when I've finished that, I'll pick up where I left of with Time To Wipe Your Soul Clean. This fic is just a little fun, and won't be too long.

Summary: McFLY go on their last ever tour, across the UK. Filled with happiness, sadness and anger, you sure won't want to miss the McFly boys' last performance for life. SET IN THE FUTURE.

A/N: So I hope this fanfic will never ever happen in real life because these boys mean the world to me! Of course in countless interviews they've promised they'll be here 'till the end and it doesn't take a genius to work out that that's the truth! I personally don't think they'll ever split and this is 100% made up by my crazy imagination:) also, it's set in the future, which you'll soon realise:P enjoy…

Chapter One

Tom massaged his temples whilst letting out a deep breath. He was sat at his wooden kitchen table with thousands of opened letters strewn around him. He picked one up at random then tore it up angrily.

"Hey honey, I'm back" Giovanna called before appearing through the front door. She chucked her car keys onto the sparkling clean counter top then looked over at her husband and smiled sadly. "Even more offers?" she asked gently as she started to pack away the bags of food she had brought in from the supermarket.

Tom nodded a look of defeat in his eyes. Giovanna went over to him and kissed him softly, trying to relax his tense mood "I don't understand why you even open up these letters if they stress you out so much" she tutted then took a seat beside him.

Tom took a deep breath before he confessed to his wife, "Because the offers are tempting"

Giovanna's eyes widened. She was quiet for a moment as she assessed his face. She understood what her blonde husband meant immediately and didn't like the sound of it one bit.

"Tom" she whispered, "You can't even think about leaving the band. Their your family, the band was your childhood and your adulthood!... and now you're telling me you'd give it up to… write songs for other artists?" Giovanna shook her head, obviously disgusted by Tom's behaviour.

"Giovanna, I've been in the band for twenty four years! I'm forty for goodness sake, I've not got much time left to accomplish my dreams!" Tom sounded exasperated.

Giovanna sat back, unable to meet Tom's eyes, "I thought being in a band, performing, going on tour was your dream?"

Tom cocked his head, thinking of ways he could try and get his wife to understand, "It was, and don't get me wrong, I'm not being ungrateful but… writing songs is the most wonderful thing for me, and at times it feels like that's all I'm good at. It's been a good shot, I mean, when we started out, who would have thought we would have lasted twenty four years?" Tom felt hope as he saw a flash of sympathy in Giovanna's eyes.

Giovanna nodded very slowly, "Fine, I get it but just realise what this is going to do to the others, what it's going to do to Dougie"

Tom looked down at his hands sheepishly. Being in the band had saved Dougie, and kept him going. The band was Dougie's life, his everything. Was he really ready to chuck it back in the bass players face?

"They could carry on without me…" Tom mumbled desperately, kicking the table leg like a young child might do if being told off.

Giovanna let out a humourless laugh, "Tell me Tom, if one of the others ever left, would you keep going?"

Tom gazed up into Giovanna's gentle eyes. He knew that she was a hundred per cent right but what could he possibly do? Being in the band wasn't what he wanted to do anymore, it had been fun while it lasted but now he had to think of himself, just for this once.

"No I wouldn't" Tom breathed, "I couldn't"

"Well then that's your answer" Giovanna whispered, looking close to tears as she left the room as calmly as she could.

"Danny!"

Danny spun in his black DJ chair, oblivious to his fiancée calling his name as remixes he had made blasted from his white Dr Dre beat headphones. He had just put together another song and although he wouldn't admit it to anyone, he was feeling quite proud of himself. The song was one he had collaborated with Roger Sanchez, it was called 'Gone'. It was only a draft, just a small preview, but he had this feeling in the bottom of his stomach that it was going to be good. Danny had been doing really well with his remixing career lately; so much so, big artists like Tinie Tempah and David Guetta wanted to work with him. He was more known for his DJ remixes than being in the band nowadays. He found he could express his self-better in DJ-ing. It was always something he had wanted to do; he had never really been open about remixing or medleys until a couple of years after joining McFly.

Georgia knocked on the door impatiently, and then remembered it was a sound proof room.

"Danny!" she screamed as she entered the room, hands placed firmly on her hips.

Danny quickly twisted the volume dial down and turned to face his ex-model fiancée.

"Sorry honey, what were you saying?" Danny grabbed Georgia around her tiny waist, pulling her onto his lap.

Georgia couldn't help but smile at Danny's cuteness as he snuggled into her long blonde curls.

"I was just saying that Tom and Giovanna are here, Mr Handsome" Georgia tweaked his freckled cheek. Danny pouted. "Tom needed to talk about something important apparently, so I just invited everyone around, I hope you don't mind. I mean if I had known you were working I wouldn't have-"

"Sweetheart, don't fret! I'm finished up now anyway, come on" he stood up suddenly, gently setting Georgia on her feet then switched of all his electronic equipment. Georgia took his hand and they made their way to the living room. They entered the living room that's situated at the front of the house, overlooking the quiet neighbourhood. Danny's eyes found his friend and his wife sitting on the black leather three seater sofa pressed up against the north wall.

"Hey Danny!" Giovanna greeted him brightly.

Danny thought she was acting a bit odd but discarded the thought aside, "Hey Gi!" they exchanged a quick kiss and hug before Danny turned to Tom.

Danny could instantly tell something was up with Tom, he looked super nervous. "Hey Tom, how's it going, it's been what... a week since I've saw you?" Danny gasped in mock outrage.

Tom laughed nervously then they gave each other a brotherly slap on the back.

"When are the others coming over?" Tom asked Danny. Danny looked over at Georgia, who looked down at her white ice watch.

"Harry should be here any minute now but Dougie will still be another twenty minutes. He's at some art exhibition with Lara"

The boys nodded in acknowledgment.

Georgia turned back to Giovanna and they picked up where they had left of, talking about some new clothing company the two were obsessed with. Danny had on numerous occasions beforehand let into her begs for a new jumper from the site.

The girls disappeared into the kitchen, no doubt to start to prepare dinner.

Danny turned to Tom, a small smile on his face.

"So what did you want to talk about dude?" he asked as he sat down next to Tom, he sunk into the sofa comfortably.

"I think we should wait until Harry-"

"I'M HERE! It's all right everyone; Harry Judd is now in the house!" Harry called, cutting of Tom whom rolled his eyes. Harry barged into the living room, beaming down at his two fellow band members.

"Hey, how's it going?" Harry asked before jumping onto his two friends. It appeared none of the McFly boys had matured over the years.

"Harry, let them breath" a reasonable voice ordered him. Harry untangled himself from their flailing limbs and grinned guiltily at his wife. The boys chuckled.

Izzy set down her cotton 'eyes alight' shopping bag then turned to Danny, "Where's Georgia, Giovanna and Lara?"

"Giovanna and Georgia are in the kitchen and Lara's still to come with Dougie" Izzy nodded to Danny's reply then went into the kitchen, leaving the boys in silence.

"So what did you drag me from bed for?" Harry asked, scowling at Tom.

Tom gulped nervously.

"You can't be mad at me…" he pleaded in a small voice, looking only about nine.

"Mate, we'll be mad at you if you don't hurry up and spit it out already!" Harry chuckled whereas Danny just looked at Harry, a confused look dawning on his face.

"Harry, you just got out of bed?" he asked Harry incredulously.

"Yep" Harry winked inappropriately "Right, anyway, carry on Tom"

"It's hard to explain, I can't really just come out with it, I mean, maybe I shouldn't tell you guys… " Tom hurried on at the deathly glares he received from his friends, "I'm thinking of… thinking of quitting the band"

A/N: There's the first chapter! This will just be a small fanfic, nothing more than ten chaps! I hope you enjoy, and hey, review please:D? xx