Chapter 1 – Emily; The Beginning.
Italics are thoughts.
I am in love with a hopelessly gorgeous horny brunet retard.
She's in love with an adorable shy just has horny blond idiot.
Yay?
We wouldn't have it any other way. The ones named Emily Anna Marie Evans and Ariel Mariah Lynn Hope Raine are hopelessly in love with a Dougie Lee Poynter and a Danny Alan David Jones; and, yes, they are in McFly.
Here we lay in the arms of our beloved boy band members, holding us as we fall asleep. You'd think they'd have bikini models or something, but they chose us. Ariel and I are pretty much just ordinary looking girls.
I've convinced that this is all a dream. I lay awake for at least 10 minutes almost every night trying to take up everything before I open my real eyes and find out that I'm just some stupid delusional teenager. Usually after I run every little detail through my head I'm convinced is a dream, I pass out. Dreaming within a dream you would think.
Since I usually pass out at 3 am or so, I never keep track, I wake up between noon and 2 pm. This is fine since all of us are basically unconscious in the mornings anyways; unless McFly has to do something. Parties, video games, movies, sex, talks, skinny dipping, playing pranks, and random cuddle times usually keep us up until we pass out. Sometimes even all in one night.
But enough of this deep shit, I'm Emily and I'm the girlfriend of Danny Jones. Some pretty fun stuff has happened throughout my life, especially when I met Danny and McFly; especially Danny. Unless you are disturbed by sexual things, which happen frequently when you're with these two male species here, you shouldn't be reading this. You should be reading a story about magical ponies or something with rainbows; even better, rainbow ponies.
I have to get rid of all the stupid details following me before I start the real story. This story is planned out to have alcohol, sex, cursing, naked men, unexpected stupid things, romance, and random bursts into songs. That has been my life since I met Danny. So if you have a child in the room, send them off to jump on a trampoline or something.
At this moment, while I narrate a story in my mind like a crazy person, Danny passes out while holding me in bed at our summer house; which we share with Dougie and Ariel. Ariel and I both have wicked stories to tell about our new lives, especially the first day we found these two. We both started out as innocent unsuspecting virgins. Then a tiny twist of fate gave use this life we have today. I might as well start off with my story.
I was just that girl sitting in the hotel lobby, waiting for my ex friend to come down the lift. Then I saw them walking through the door. Millions of thoughts ran through my head. What… the… fuck.
Four boys walked through those doors as little girls around the ages of 12 through 16 scream in their high pitched voices and chant "I LOVE YOU" at them. I recognized those four as the boy band McFly, who by the way, I have had an obsession with since 04.
But I wasn't one of those psycho fans I saw pressing their little faces against the security surrounded glass doors.I pity whoever had to clean that once clear, clean glass entrance. I was one of them at concerts and everything, but I would have more self pride then to follow them to their hotel and press my face flat on the glass, hoping they would notice my flat face.
I was too preoccupied with my thoughts about the teenie fans to notice that McFly was within sight distance of me. I saw that each of them, especially Danny, kept flashing looks at me. They looked like they were talking casually, playfully touching each other as they talk. All I did for the 30 longest seconds of my life was stare at them; not that creepy stare you give to hot half naked men, just a look, although they were very hot…
I was so freaked out when my endless stare and mind mumbling was interrupted. I felt a huge connection break in my little world that I was in when the lyrics to Friday Night started playing. My phone was ringing. I dug through it my purse to find it, but the call ended right before I got to pick up.
"Nice ringtone." I heard. I turned to find Danny sitting next to me on the two-to-three person sofa I was sitting on. The rest of the boys spread around in the other sofa.
"It's my guilty pleasure." I smiled while I tried to sound calm. "I especially love the band. I've never seen such gorgeous dudes working together. My favorite is the brunet one; who is insanely gorgeous I should add. The best thing is that he has this like angelic voice. It melts my heart." I sighed as if the most romantic thing in the whole universe had just happened to me. I tried to smile as if it wasn't Danny Jones whom I was speaking to. Are you out of your fucking mind? I must be.
"I totally agree. That boy is fit." Dougie said, trying not to laugh.
"You know which one I love? The bass player. There's one fine ass on that boy." Harry said as he looked to me, then to Dougie. Aww Dougie's blushing. Looks like he's going to have a spazz attack.
"I can totally see that; but I love the other guitar player's clothes. The blond one. He has the most wicked shirts I've ever seen." I pointed out, eyeing Tom's Ghost Busters shirt.
"You know, the drummer could model." Tom pointed out. It was an actual fact. I could hear laughter attempting to spew out of Dougie's mouth.
"You know, I wouldn't mind seeing the band in a black and white blow up poster modeling underwear. It could be all dram-" Suddenly I burst out laughing; the guys also burst out with me. "I'm sorry- I-I can't do this anymore." I tried to choke out between my laughing fits.
"We don't blame you. Poor Doug couldn't hold it in." Tom said patting Dougie on the back.
"So mystery girl, what's your name?" Danny asked me.
"I'm Emily." I answered him. "Emily Anna Marie Evans. I am the daughter of Hayley Marie and Michael Joseph Evans, sister of Zoey Annabelle Evans." I recited and took a quick breath. "Holy shit." Dougie said. I giggled.
Somehow, after 4 minutes of talking, Danny convinced me to come up with him and the band to their hotel room. When I left with them, I could hear the little girls yelling at me. "LUCKY BITCH" was one. "DO HIM DOUGIE STYLE" was another. I laughed at it. The next thing I knew I was drinking and playing video games with them. Not as romantic you'd think it would've been.
Danny kept putting his arms around me and holding on to me every chance he got. He even got me to dance and sing along to Queen and the Beatles. Next thing I know its 3 am. I remember I was supposed to wait for my ex friend and started freaking out. I checked my phone, but she never called. If you're wondering, the person who did call was this random Spanish dude. He left a voicemail ordering pizza and mumbled random curse words and hung up. I think he was drunk. Dougie agreed.
I told them I had to go but they convinced me to stay until a decent time. I figured since she didn't call me by now she wouldn't mind. Danny lent me pajamas he had. I changed in their bathroom and removed my makeup. The pajamas were a decent fit on me.
Outside the bathroom door I saw Danny waiting for me in his boxers. ONLY his boxers. "You look nice." He commented. I felt a little self conscious. Standing in front of a talented gorgeous boy with no make up in his pajamas felt thrilling. note the sarcasm.
I couldn't help but smile and giggle like a hopeless idiot, staring at his beautiful almost nakedness. He sighed lowering his head down a little. I felt bad for a moment.
"I guess I forgot the effect I have on girls. Being in a boy band and all. Want me to find a shirt or some trousers?" I mumbled something that sounded like a bunch of mixed up curses. "Alright then." He laughed a little as he showed me to his room.
"You could sleep here. With me." He sat on the bed smiling his brilliant smile.
"I'm still a virgin" I blurted out. I am such and idiot, that wouldn't be what he meant; was it? Maybe it was, or maybe I'm just being retarded. Yeah that's it. I'm stupid. So so stupid. I covered my mouth as quickly as I could, but apparently the words still came out.
He looked amused. Great just great… "Ah. I didn't pin you down for and easy one. That's good though, keeping the virtue and all. If it's too awkward you could just sleep here and I could just-" I cut him off.
"It's not the marriage thing that I'm aiming for. It's just that… that I haven't found the right person yet…" I tried not to sound so bloody corny. At least I didn't use that shitty Its not you it's me! crap. I might as well have. Sure sounded that way.
He just sat there staring at me; smiling. As if I didn't feel self conscious enough. He stood up, pacing a little. He sat back down on the bed and I joined him. He turned and his deep blue eyes made contact with my brown ones.
"I fancy you, you know that? When I saw you, I knew I had to find out about you. I loved the fact that you completely ignored the fact that there was a massive crowd of screaming girls behind us." He told me, smiling.
"I find it rather pathetic actually. Although I don't blame them, the band's pretty gorgeous. Well… you already know that." I tried to lighten the mood. I probably failed.
"Yes, well…" he paused to flash his perfect teeth. "The other guys saw you too. They were pretty impressed. We decided to take a chance. Then I heard your phone. And that's when I knew." I've never seen him look so focused. His eyes were intense. Would you stop being so fucking gorgeous? It's distracting. Scratch that; erase it; destroy it with a freakin' chainsaw for all I care. Just make sure that thought is never repeated. I wanted him to stay gorgeous.
"Lucky ringtone…" I muttered. "That moment? Is there any way I can change that? It seems sort of… fannie-ish."
"Well, it could be the moment I saw your fine arse in my trousers." He joked.
I playfully pushed him. "Yes. I'll be sure too tell people while in McFly's hotel room I had nothing so I changed into Danny's trousers and slept with him." I rolled my eyes.
"So you'd rather sound like a groupie than a teenie?" he smiled. "You know… teenies have just a smidge more dignity than a groupie. Although I won't stop you if-"
I cut him off with a kiss. It was a soft, sweet, innocent kiss. It was the type of kiss you wished was your first kiss, instead of with a douche bag named Nick.
The second we pulled away, we locked eyes and smiles ran across our faces. It was almost natural, like we were meant to be together. After a few odd seconds of staring, he held me in his arms, and I put mine around him. I rest my head on his shoulder.
"It's almost 4 am. We should get to sleep." He whispered in my ear. "Just make sure you're still here when I wake up." I said before I kissed him again. "I promise." His voice gave me chills, the good kind.
I lied down on the bed as he went to turn off the lights. I could feel him climbing in when it went dark. He came in close behind me; gripping me close to him, with his hand on me stomach. I noticed that he moved his hand higher towards my chest.
"I can feel year heart beating." He whispered in my ear. His voice made my heart accelerate even more. I could feel his smile as he kissed my cheek and lowered his hand back to my stomach.
"Mr. Romantic now are we? Or are we just looking for a way to touch my lady parts?" I joked.
"The first one; and the second one; just a bit..." He whispered in my ear. I could feel his smile. "Is it working?"
"Yes, you are very romantic Mr. Jones. Now go to sleep." I cuddled closer to him, entangling my legs into his and dosed off.
I woke up the next morning 1 in the afternoon? Ah screw it... Its morning if I said so. I had one hell of a night… Morning? still in Danny's arms. I had to turn to convince myself that it really was him. He felt me move, and welcomed me into the next day.
For the first 10 minutes we just stayed there, motionless, trying to savior all the time we could get together. I could hear the boys outside. I might as well get up now, I still had to ask my ex friend where the hell she was and to tell her where I was.
"Good morning beautiful." I saw him looking at me. "Sleep well?"
"Yes in fact. It was bloody brilliant." I answered giving him a nice grin as I headed for the door.
"I don't think you ought to go out there just yet..."
"I just need my phone. It's on the table next to the TV" I told him as I opened the door. That's when I saw the rest of McFly. I pretty much got my cell phone and ran back to Danny shutting the door behind me. I put my back against the door and slid down wide eyed, clutching my phone. He was just sitting on the edge of the bed snickering at my reaction.
"Told you." He simply said, smiling a bit too wide.
"Holy…Fuck. Wha... Why are they… they're...naked!" I exclaimed confused. He simply just chuckled at my breakdown.
"It's a nice day out, I could tell from the light through the window shutters. Usually we just roam around naked, bathing in all the sunlight. Guess they forgot about you then." He paused to flash me a smile. "You want some food? Tom makes the best French toast."
"Uhh… you sure he wont mind?" I asked, still dazed from the incident.
"Nah its fine. He's probably making you some now, he did see you right?"
"Yeah... and I saw him… too much of him…" I sighed, wide eyed. "Might as well go out it again. I've already seen everything, nothing else left to see." I put my head in my hands.
He laughed. "Then I guess you don't mind if I go nude as well then right?" I'm pretty sure he was serious, but his smile could've meant otherwise. I threw my phone at him, missing horribly. He went and got it and started playing with it.
"Give that back! I… uh… need to call my friend!" I made an excuse, kind of. If he gets to the photos on that thing before I get it, god only knows what I'd do. Luckily for me he tossed it back right before he left the room.
I started calling my ex friend. I asked her what the hell was going on. After she explained I was calling her names and yelling left and right. When I told her where I was she didn't believe me and started firing shots right back at me. I hung up on her mindless yelling and walked into a room of the now 4 naked McFly boys.
"Danny! You too?" I teased. It made me feel a little better and uncomfortable at the same time.
"Heh, sorry about this. We forgot about you for a second there. Here, have some food. " Tom said in the nude as he got me a plate of French Toast. Dougie tried to cover up; well, failed for the most part. It was cute though, he was shy, nothing like last night.
"Well... this is rather awkward isn't it?" Harry pointed out. Finally, someone said something about this situation.
"Yes, it is..." I admitted. "I'm trying not to look." I blushed.
"So what was all that yelling in there about?" Tom asked me.
"Depends... what did you hear?" I asked carefully.
"Words I haven't used in ages." Dougie said, he seemed to loosen up. "So what's the story?"
"Well… Last night my ex friend was on her way to meeting me when there were these three guys she met in the hallway. She started flirting with them and they convinced her back to the hotel room where they did some… stuff. She got drunk all by whorey herself and she decided she didn't feel like calling me because she thought that I'd yell at her for what she did." I sighed. "Which I would've considering the dumbass shit she just did. In the morning they left her and they were long gone. They took her clothes and the clean up maid kicked her out with the sheets only covering her. I started calling those guys names, then I called her some names because she was stupid enough to go with them and… do that stuff… She started crying and yelling all this shit, so I apologized and told her what I did while she got humped and dumped. She didn't believe me and called me some things I will not mention… So instead of listening to the rest of her bitching, I hung up on her." I took a bite out of the French Toast.
"I don't even know why I was her friend in the first place, I never even liked her. She was always so bitchy to me." I sighed.
After 3 bites of the French toast, and an awkward minute of silence I should add, I set the plate on the table and walked to the bathroom to change into my normal clothes and give Danny back his. Although I doubt he'd need it back, but I'll do it to be nice.
After I came out I saw that the boys had their boxers on and were scattered around in the room watching TV. Naturally I sat next to Danny on the sofa and placed his PJs on the table.
"Toy story Dougie?" I pointed out smiling.
"What? I like them. Tom has Star Wars ones!" Dougie defended.
"I was just kidding." I smiled at him "And Tom, your Star Wars boxers are just as manly and rad as Dougie's Toy story ones." I added with a smile. I really did think they ruled. "If I were a boy, I'd buy themed boxers too." I chuckled.
"So, we were wondering if you had any plans, or anything important coming up." Danny said as he put his arm around me. "No, not really." I answered. I didn't know what was going on.
"Well we were just wondering-" Harry started off. "If you wanted to stay with us for a little while." Dougie finished.
"Really? How long?" I couldn't believe it.
"We honestly don't care, as long as you don't mind being on a tour bus, staying backstage, and dealing with the fans. We could use a good dose of girl power." Harry joked and raised his fist in the air.
"That would be completely wicked!" I exclaimed before hugging Danny. I caught myself, didn't want to sound too excited. "I mean… I could deal with that…" I tried to sound calm. The fan girl in me wanted to explode right then and there.
"Don't worry; we'll keep our trousers on while you're here." Tom assured me. I smiled and laughed a little.
"Danny might not…" Dougie tried to add quietly. Danny threw the rest of my toast at him.