Down Goes Another One
By: Riley
Full Summary – It's time for McFly to go on another tour, but this time they have an even better idea, bringing their old friends back and forming McBusted. But they're not the only friends they bring along for the ride. Who knew this tour would be the most memorable, the most chaotic, and the most dramatic when the skeletons in McFly's closets dust themselves off? But theirs aren't the only skeletons they have to worry about. It's been said there's strength in numbers, but when secrets and lies are in play, it's only a matter of time before another one goes down.
.:Chapter One:.
"Dougie, get the hell off me!"
Tom Fletcher rolled his eyes as he turned away from the counter, holding onto a mug of coffee. Didn't any of them ever think about growing up at some point or another? He should have known it was bound to happen, even if they were in different countries to promote their album or latest tour, he had always become paranoid that at some point a pillow was going to come flying at his head when he least expected it.
And this time, as they boys were in his house, he was a bit more ticked off at their antics. Just last week he had to replace nearly every piece of furniture in his house because of Harry, Danny, and Dougie. Though he could admit that part of it was his fault, he was the one that had suggested the game of kickball in the house. But who knew it was going to end up with the boys tacking each other onto the couches, chairs, and tables that were scattered around the living room.
Okay, if he were smart he would've seen it coming a mile away. But there was always something about the four of them being together that managed to have him completely forget about the antics they constantly got themselves into. Especially when they didn't have anyone around to tell them 'no' or 'stop'.
Fletch may have tried, but he should've given up after the second time, Tom thought. He steeled himself for a sight that was bound to cause him to shake his head for the twenty millionth time since meeting the three boys, and went into the living room. What he found, however was something he had become so used to that even the fans had managed to pick up on it and make a joke out of it.
Harry Judd was—as always—doing pushups on the floor and Dougie Poynter was lying on his back, arms wrapped tightly around Harry and enjoying the ride. Danny Jones was sitting on the couch across from them, recording it on his phone. Tom tilted his head as he looked down at Harry, who had now collapsed onto the floor and was being bear hugged by Dougie.
"You do realize its things like this that make you guys nothing but internet fodder, right?" Tom brought the coffee mug to his lips and took a long sip.
"Trust me, I'm aware." Harry stood up and Dougie continued to hold onto him, now wrapping his long legs around the drummer's waist. "You know what we should do though? Patent this and make a Dougie backpack. He actually does a good job of adding weight when I'm trying to work out."
"Well, it's the only working out he'll ever do so…" Danny grinned as he lowered his phone to his lap and crossed his legs. Shifting his feet back as Tom walked by, he looked at his watch. "Shouldn't Fletch be here soon? I actually came on time for once."
"And it's only seconds away from the world exploding, thanks for reminding us, Dan," Tom said sarcastically.
Actually, he had been surprised that Dougie, Harry, and Danny had all managed to find themselves at his house on time. He was actually starting to become used to his constant nagging for Danny to get wherever was needed on time. So that Danny being the first one to arrive that morning Tom had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming—though the noticeable lack of aliens was a big clue of that. The same aliens that had haunted him and his dreams for as long as he could remember. Even thinking of them at that moment caused him to let out an involuntary shudder as he remembered the nightmare from the night before.
It was a bit silly, he supposed. Continuously being so afraid of thing that weren't even real—though he would've liked to work at NASA to find out for sure, but there was something so sinister, so cold about them that constantly had him waking up in a cold sweat with a scream at his lips. It was those moments that made him happy he didn't have anyone that lived with him, but on the other hand it made him wish there was someone that was in bed next to him. To comfort him and to let him know everything was going to be okay. But if he told someone about that, about his nightmares, then he'd have to explain everything else and he wasn't ready for that. Other than the boys, he rarely allowed anyone to stay at his house for that reason alone.
He wasn't ready for the fallout that would come with it. No, he had to keep it quiet as long as he could. Until he thought it was the right time, even if it meant having to constantly revel in his sleepless nights and paranoid thoughts.
"Well, we'll know when Fletch gets here because he'll be talking a mile a minute when he comes through the door," Dougie remarked. He finally climbed down from Harry's back and straddled the ottoman that sat across from Tom and Danny. He started to pick at the buttons that were imprinted in the top of the leathery footstool. "Remember the last meeting we had? Couldn't get a word in and I still don't know what he was telling us."
"Well, let's be honest here, Doug, you don't know what anyone is saying to you anyway, right?" Harry laughed and dropped onto the chair behind him, stretching out until his butt hung over the edge. He placed his hands on his stomach, gently shifting the chair back and forth with a twist of his waist. "You still think that we travel through time every time you fall asleep on the bus and we get to the next city."
"I'm just saying there's no way we can get around to so many places so quickly. And time traveling should totally be a thing by now. It suck that we don't even have hover boards." He got up from the ottoman and jumped onto the couch next to Tom, jostling him. "Tom agrees with me, don't you Tom?"
But Tom, however, was too preoccupied with the coffee that had just slid out of his mug and splashed onto the white cushion underneath him. "Dougie! My couch!" He tilted his head back as he groaned. "Now I have to replace this one, too!"
"Don't be such a girl, Tom, all you have to do is clean the cushion," Danny pointed out. He turned to Harry and the two started to snicker. "Look at 'im, getting all worked up over a couch!"
"Dan—"
Tom was cut off by the ring of the doorbell and Danny quickly leapt off of the couch and raced towards the front door, lest the leader of McFly turned his wrath onto him rather than the youngest member of McFly. Grabbing onto the doorknob, Danny pulled the door open and stepped back, watching as their manager, Matthew 'Fletch' Fletcher, walked through the door, already having greeted Danny and getting right to business.
Danny followed after the manger back into the living room and watched blue eyes wide, as Fletch continued to spurt at the mouth about…something. He really wasn't sure what Fletch was saying, all of the words were jumbling together as he continued to rant on and on. All he got out of it were the words that always made Danny excited about being in a band; signing and tour. Meeting the fans and being able to perform were his favorite parts of being McFly. It was even better than writing, recording, and releasing songs, as the wait to see where they would chart or knowing what the fans thought was more nerve wracking than even performing in front of hundreds of thousands of people.
After exchanging a glance with Tom, Harry, and Dougie, whose expressions all made Danny realize that he wasn't alone in being confused, the front man cleared his throat to get Fletch's attention. "Right…Fletch…what are you going on about?"
Fletch glanced at the four men he had worked with ever since the band started and let out a heavy sigh that caused his body to bend forward in half. When he straightened himself, he had a large smile on his face. "How would you like to go back on tour?"
A/N: My first chapters are always short. I'd been putting up a bunch of one-shots for this section for the past couple of years (since October 2013) and decided to finally write another full length story. As with the one-shots, our OCs; the Jacksons, and Gen and Jacqui will be main characters as well. I'll have the next chapter up soon.
Cheers,
-Riles