(AN: Hey people of the fanfiction universe! This is my first crack at a fic so if you review.. Which I hope you do! .. Please be nice! And feel free to message me with any ideas or anything :D) Disclaimer: I don't actually own McFly or anything, if I did I definitely wouldn't be writing about it! ;) Also this story does include self harm in future chapters so be warned!

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"Poppy...? Pops, please wake up... Please.. I-I'm so sorry.."

Poppy's POV

I've never been a particularly outgoing person, not overly confident or in your face, but I am extremely lucky because I have the best and most gorgeous boyfriend in the world. Harry Judd.

Even though he is my boyfriend he is also my best friend, the one person I would turn to when feeling low; well that's what I thought anyway..

The one bad thing about being the girlfriend of the Adonis drummer of McFly is the fact that I will never be the super model Aphrodite that he needs.. And deserves.

Harry being Harry, he doesn't understand how it feels to be an average girl dating a gorgeous guy. He doesn't understand how it feels to know that I will never be the girlfriend he should have. The girlfriend that he deserves. Better than me.

He just doesn't see it.

One week earlier (saturday)

"Babe, stop fussing you look gorgeous." Harry said to Poppy - his girlfriend of three years.

"I'm almost done, just let me finish my makeup" sighed Poppy as she did the finishing touches with her favourite peach and mango flavoured lip gloss. She looked at herself in the full length mirror in the bedroom she shared with Harry and couldn't help but sigh 'well it looks like this as good as it will get' she thought to herself disappointedly, staring at her reflection noticing how her dress was not as filled out in the bust as much as it should be, and her stomach - she couldn't ignore that making its appearance through her dress; 'should have skipped dinner' she thought.

Harry came up behind her as she silently judged herself in the mirror, wrapping his arms around her waist lovingly as he gently moved her chocolate brown curls over her shoulder so he had access to her flawless neck, gently pressing soft, sensual kisses all along her neck and shoulder before making his way up to her earlobe slowly and nibbling on it, making Poppy hum in appreciation and pleasure at the tingles down her spine and the shivers that Harry so often sent through her body at the slightest of touches.

"Mmm, you look gorgeous tonight Poppy. Stunning as always" Harry murmured against her neck as he continued to press delicate kisses on her soft skin as his big hands caressed her stomach whilst still hugging her from behind; her back pressed to his muscular chest, where she felt safe.

"Harry, mmm, you don't want to make us late hun... Everyone will be waiting for us" sighed Poppy. "Let them wait, I want to take in my stunning girlfriend's beauty before she gets bombarded by all the jealous guys at the club; whom I will have to fight off because you're mine.." Harry stated, trailing off at the end as he resumed kissing Poppy's shoulder. Little did he know, Poppy never believes Harry when he tells her she's gorgeous or stunning, she just couldn't see it; and she never has time to notice the guys drooling over her at the clubs because she is too busy noticing the girls throwing themselves at Harry. All of those girls with bigger boobs, curvier frames, longer legs and bags more confidence than her how can Harry not notice?

The doorbell rang and Harry grudgingly pulled away and ran downstairs to see the taxi driver at the door. "Pops hun! Taxi's here!" Harry called up as Poppy pulled her shoes on and teetered down the stairs, out the door and into the taxi.

Harry got in after her and told the driver where to head to, "To the Blue Lagoon Lounge please mate!" Harry said cheerfully, the driver nodded and started to drive.

As Poppy mentally prepared herself for another night of watching woman fall all over her boyfriend, she had no idea about the events that will take place that night...