Beneath the Waves
(A McFly Story)

Prologue:
It had all started quietly, the slow discussions on the bands future, the popularity slowly fading; it looked like there was no reason for McFly to exist anymore. A pact was made on a snowy winters morning, McFly was breaking up. The news broke billions of hearts, but they wouldnt budge, they knew it was eventually going to happen, no reason to delay it but in their hearts they each knew McFly was forever to stay alive, they were never going to be apart. They smiled at each other one last time before they turned their backs and walked their seperate paths not knowing those paths would be united again for McFly can never be separated.

Chapter 1:
*A peek at the Journal of Tom Fletcher, ex McFly band mate*
Tom sighed, this had been the daily routine of these newspapers, to post something personal of his on the front page and to remind him each and everyday that McFly was no more. Ex Band Mate, those words rang in his head. Ex..Ex...Ex..Tom banged his fist on the table and got up from the chair. He decided this was enough, it had been six months since the band broke up, it was high time he started living a life. He took his cell phone, skimmed through the call log and found the number of the person he was finally ready to speak, he pressed the call button...the call went through,
"Hello, this is Tom Fletcher speaking..."

Ramsha stared at the newspaper, every freaking day some or the other post on this famous man yet that man was as stubborn as a ox and wouldnt respond to her calls, she knew he would need her very soon. But she was tired of waiting, she decided to pay this Mr. ButtHead a visit.
She locked her front door, got into her car and sped off towards the address given by her boss.
She had reached the location fifteen minutes later, she got out of her car and saw an elegant looking house, it wasnt huge like some stars liked to have it, but it wasnt small, it was soft and inviting, if that made sense, she walked towards the front porch just as her phone rang and her jaw dropped open at the number flashing on her screen...

Tom was surprised to hear a soft feminine voice on the other end, and he was more surprised at the words coming from the speaker,
"Open your front door " and then the dial tone sounded in his ears.
In a daze, Tom went towards his front door and opened it, and not to exxagerate Tom's heart actually stopped beating for a moment, the person at his front door was beautiful, he hadnt expected her to be so gorgeous, her hair was tucked into a bun with loose tendrils, her eyes were brown and doe like and her lips...Tom's train of thought stopped right there as the woman standing infront of him put her hand forward and gave him a dazzling smile as she said "Nice to meet the butthead celeb who's the reason I'm on the verge of losing my job"
Tom gave a sheepish smile as he put his hand forward to meet hers.
"Sorry for that, I didnt know.."
"It's okay , now that you have finally thought to respond, shall we talk business?"
"Erm, sure come inside Ms...?"
"Ahmed, Ramsha Ahmed.."
"Can I just stick to Ramsha?"
"No, I dont like to get personal with butthead celebs" a smile edged the corner of his lips at her words. This woman was as sure as hell pissed at him for making her wait, she was surely a fiery little minx. They were going to have some fun working together he thought as he invited her into his house.

Ramsha sighed as she stepped into Fletcher's house, this job was going to be long, working with a man like him was going to take a toll on her, though she had to admit he was quite good looking, more so in knew many girls would die to be in her position but not her, she wanted to be anywhere but here. She didnt like stars who taught they could treat people anyway they wanted. She didnt realize how wrong she was at that moment.