Disclaimer: It's called FanFiction for two reasons.. Fan written by a fan. Fiction it is fictional. Meaning i do not own McFly.. darnit.

Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be in love with your best friends brother, yet he doesn't even know you exist? Have you ever realised that even if he did happen to notice you someday you would still have no chance because he could get practically any girl in the country if he wanted? Have you ever been in love with McFly's Tom Fletcher?

If not, then I can tell exactly how that feels. When I was seven my family moved from America to England and I met Lucy, the chatty little girl from across the road. We soon became best friends; virtually inseparable. We were the type of friends that could finish each others sentences and knew each other better than we knew ourselves. For as long as I could remember, I had been infatuated with Lucy's older brother Tom. Lucy teases me, saying it was because of the day we made Tom be the Prince in our game of Princesses and Fairies and he rescued me from the evil 'dragon' (better known as my pet dog, Jasper). When I was younger it was always the innocent "Tom, I love you. When we're older we're going to get married." But as I got older, it became more awkward as I became more aware of boys and all I was able to do when he walked in the room was blush and mutter responses to his questions.

Then, when I was fifteen my Dad announced we were moving back to America. It broke my heart, I would have to leave my home and friends behind as I returned to a place I hardly remembered and where I knew nobody. The day I left was the worst day of my life. Lucy and me cried so much, we both looked like pandas by the end of it. The only contact with them for the next few years was a weekly phone call, a tradition Lucy and me had vowed to keep. Through Lucy I heard everything about Tom and his band, although I hadn't realised they were quite so successful until I noticed an advert for a film on the TV at work. I promptly dropped everything I was holding in shock as I saw a face I hadn't seen for years singing with three other guys in a room with Lindsay Lohan. I was dazed by his sudden appearance, and called his sister as soon as I had finished my shift.

"Luce! Tom! In a film! In America! Why didn't you tell me?"

She giggled at me, she had never really understood my infatuation with her brother, and even though I lived on another continent and had had other boyfriends she didn't understand why part of me was still excited by his sudden appearance.

"I dunno, it slipped my mind. They do a lot of things, you can't expect me to remember them all. Anyway, I though he would have called you to meet up or something, he mentioned finding you to catch up…"

My heart was beating rapidly against my ribcage as I processed this information – he actually remembered me. He had wanted to find me.

A few weeks passed, and Tom still hadn't gotten in touch with me. From what I gathered from Lucy he had already returned home, and although she told me he had tried to get in touch with me I doubted it, sure she was just trying to preserve my feelings.

Weeks became months, and month's years. There were no more signs of McFly in America. As I moved to a more rewarding job, I began to save money to buy a ticket so I could finally visit Lucy back in England. I thought it was going to take me years (I had never been one for saving my money) until a few weeks before my 21st birthday my Dad presented me with a first class plane ride to England.

A week later I found myself boarding a plane ready to return to the place I had grew up in, the place I had not seen for six years, the place I was about to spend the best two months of my life in.

SOO. I was planning on writing a new fic, and this is not it. Instead, it is some random idea that popped into my head whilst I sat being insanely bored because i can't walk (i broke my toe falling over in the middle of the classroom as we played a game called ladders that involves jumping and running over peoples legs.. i failed the not tripping over the peoples legs part. anyway, then i went to a concert the day after even though i knew it was broke and made it worse because i spent the whole time jumping up and down just to annoy the girls behind us because they complained we were standing up, i mean, come on, its a concert! of course you're gonna stand up!) ANYWAY. you want to read the fic, not about my -cough- interesting life.

so we'll see how it plans out. :)

feedback please?

i'm going to my nana's for the next week or so and she doesn't have the best internet connection so unless i get another chapter done and upload it tonight i doubt there'll be an update for a while, so sorry about that. :)

anywayy; enjoy, review, eat chocolate.

Ellie, a.k.a that girl (LOL.) that writes really short chapters and really long A/N's.

oh, and suggestions for a title? i can't think of a decent one right now.

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