Authoress' Note: I DO NOT OWN THE LOVELY BOYS OF McFLY...it's a shame, really. Oh, the Pudd we could all enjoy! :)
Warning: This contains FLUFF of the yaoi/gay variety...Don't like boys kissing? Don't read, doofus.
--Boys of Summer--
Dougie Poynter saw a boy with brown hair that was a bit spiky but also a bit of a mullet. He danced on the beach with his brown skin shining in the light of the torches. He smiled at everyone and danced with different people. He turned his gaze in Dougie's direction for a mere second and the two locked eyes. Dougie's blue eyes were stunned by the beauty in the eyes that were looking back. The brunette grinned and looked away, making Dougie's heart thump erratically.
"You okay, Dougs," his best friend Danny Jones asked with a hand on his shoulder.
He grinned, "Fine. Just fine," and watched the boy squeeze through the crowd to the tiki bar inside the pavilion.
The brunette boy looked back over at the blonde skater boy with interest and flirtation. He watched the boy out of the corner of his eye and felt the piercing blue gaze upon his body. He made sure to move his body in a suggestive way, enticing the younger teenage boy.
With a lame excuse, he slipped away from his group of friends and walked alone out of the pavilion and down the long pier. He leaned on the railing and looked up at the stars longingly, thinking of the blue-eyed blonde boy. He heard footsteps and turned his head, to see the gorgeous younger boy.
Dougie smiled nervously and the brunette returned with one of his own. Terrified of saying the wrong thing and also of not saying a word, they both blurted out an awkward 'hello'.
Dougie grinned, "I'm Dougie Poynter," and shook his hand.
He didn't let go and neither did the older boy. The electricity coursing through them was astounding. The older boy came closer to Dougie until his back touched the railing. The brunette's face was close to his, eyes confused but thinking.
"I hope this isn't too forward, but I need to do something," the brunette apologized with a smooth and deep voice.
He pressed his lips gently to Dougie's. It was sweet at first for the two teens, but then it turned into passion. Hands gripped Dougie's smaller waist and his arms locked around the older boy's neck. They remained glued together for a minute, until a boy's voice rang out.
"Oi, come on," shouted a pudgy blonde boy to Harry.
The brunette beauty immediately stepped back and smiled in an awkward daze, "Oh." He turned to the boy, "I'm coming, Tom" and started to run off.
"Who are you," Dougie called out.
He flashed a brilliant smile, "I'm Harry Judd," and disappeared.
Dougie sighed with a grin and leaned against the railing looking at the stars, "Harry Judd." He finally wandered back up the pavilion to where Danny was waiting.
"There you are, Doug," Danny said in his strong Bolton accent.
He chuckled, "Time to go. You alright? You look funny."
Dougie smiled and touched his lips gently, "Never been better."
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Tom, I'm sorry I called you pudgy... even though you were.
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