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"Right boys, I'm going of go through a list of gigs and signing dates. I want you to tell me if you are available or unavailable or whatever for each one. Got it?" McFlys manager Fletch ordered. The boys (and girlfriends) all nodded in agreement, looking at the elder man awaiting instruction.
The scribbled down notes for what had felt lika an eternity. They had been writing in the numerous signings and small charity concerts and visits into their duarte for around 20minutes when Fletch took a deep breath in.
"Last one. DATE IF NEWBURY GIG, Newbury racecourse
. Thats in two days. You're going to be doing a concert after the main race, that good for everyone?" he asked.
"fine by me."Harry shrugged
"me two!" Tom smiled
"me three!" Danny laughed.
They looked over to Dougie, waiting for a little "me four!" but he just looked at fletch.
"what kind of racing do hey do their?" he asked.
"Horse racing, over jumps and stuff," Fletch smiled, happy the little bassist was taking an interest. His smile soon faded when he saw him looking uncomfortably at his feet.
"I can't do it..." he mumbled.
"Do what? the gig? Why not?" Fletch questioned.
"I'm allergic to horses remember..." dougie trailed off.
"oh it's fine doug, you won't get to near them. I'm sure your be able to play for half an hour right!" Fletch replied, giving the bassist a pat on the back.
"yeh. But I'm..."
"Doug. You'll be fine!"
"I know but..."
"Stop winging! We are playing here whether you like it or not, so get over it!" Fletch shouted, getting angry with Dougie.
Dougie sighed and pulled him self up. He slung his bag up over his shoulder and left the room without saying another word. He heard them calling him back but decided to ignore them. How could they not listen to him. And why were they making him go to a horse racecourse when he was allergic to horses! He trudged over to his car and sat, waiting for his girlfriend, Lara, to appear.
Back in the office...
They all sat in silence, watching Lara calling Dougie to come back in. Fletch stood up, packed up his things and saying goodbye to the boys, sensing the awkwardness in the room. He smiled at Lara on the out, who returned it with a sarcastic one, signalling for him to leave.
She turned around and sat back down in the chair, letting out a large sigh. She looked over at the boys, giving them a stern stare.
"What was that!" she exclaimed.
"What was what?" Danny replied, confused of the look that he was been given.
"That. Just then with Doug!" she shouted again, giving them a look as if it was obvious.
"What with the horses, I don't see why the problem is. It's not like we're going to be going anywhere near them or anything..." Tom mumbled.
"I don't care about that! He was obviously uncomfortable with the situation. So why didn't you do anything to help him!" Lara shouted getting cross with the boys lack of understanding of the situation.
"Woah Lara calm down, why are you getting so worked up about it? The worst thats gonna happen is he gets a rash or something or..." Harry began but was soon interrupted.
"it doesn't matter! He clearly doesn't want to go near them! Why did you not try to understand him!" she shouted again, standing from he seat. She looked at the boys, who were just sat looking shocked at Lara's little outburst. She then turned to Georgia, Giovanna and Izzy who just shrugged with what seemed to be attempted sympathetic looks. Making a large huff, she picked up her handbag and marched towards the door, slamming it hard behind her. As she walked away, she heard the others mumbling about her faintly in the background. Deciding to ignore it, she walked back to the car, where Dougie was sat waiting for her. As she climbed into the Audi (TPYE OF CAR) she smiled planting a kiss on his cheek.
"I understand Doug." she smiled.
"Thanks, but that's not going to stop this gig..." he replied, looking down at the wheel.
"I know, I know... But there's not a lot I can do about that sadly," she whispered gently. Dougie nodded and smiles at hi girlfriend. They drive off back to his flat, talking about lizards and all sorts of weird things... But Dougie couldn't shift the dread of what was too come in the next two days...
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