New story I thought of! I'm still writing Werewolf of England and I'm still co-writing Lies with my friend Betsy. I hope you enjoy this story! I do not own McFly or Just My Luck.

Ghost Whisperers

Chpt.1 (A.J.'s P.O.V.)

It was a warm, sunny spring day in London and here we are, finally moving into our own flat in London.

"A.J., come on, we're gonna miss all the cabs!"

I snapped out of my little daze and looked over to my best friend Laura, we've been friends since my freshman year of high school, and she was a sophomore.

Her pixie cut blonde hair was bouncing up and down as she jumped with excitement, her baby blue eyes sparkling, and a huge grin planted on her pale skin. She was wearing dark blue jean shorts, a white cami, and a purple plaid shirt, and her black converses.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." I slung my black backpack on and picked up my suitcases and followed her out the front door of the airport.

Laura whistled for a cab and we loaded our stuff into the trunk of the cab. We slid into the backseat and Laura told the driver the address to our flat…our new home.

"Aren't you at least a bit excited?" she asked, sitting back in the seat. I shrugged.

"Yeah…I'm just…nervous." She gave me a confused look.

"Why…we're just moving into an actual home. You don't expect us to live at a college campus forever do you?" I laughed.

"No…but it was so hard to fit in at college…what if I don't fit in here?" She grabbed my shoulder.

"Hun, the college you went to was a fashion school where everybody is critique. Besides you already look like you've lived here before!" Well that's almost true…I've lived in Whales when I was younger. Even Laura lived in Germany but I don't know how similar that is to London. I laughed again.

"I guess nursing school was easier?" She shrugged.

"Yeah for meeting people, but you still had to study hard." She said as she put her hand to her head like she was tired. I laughed again.

She pulled out her hot pink iPod and handed me an earphone, I took it. She scrolled through her songs and put her McFly playlist on, starting with Room on the Third Floor. I soon fell asleep, curse my ability to sleep anywhere. When I woke up Laura told me about seeing David Williams (who was once in Son of Dork) and Matt Willis (was once in Busted, now is having a solo career) walking down the sidewalk. I mentally hit myself in and we pulled up to the building where our flat is.

"A.J., we're here!" She yelled as she squeezed my hands.

I laughed and pulled my hands from her grip. "Yeah, I know, I can see, I'm not blind."

She laughed. "Sorry."

The cabdriver pulled our suitcases out of the trunk and carried them to the building for us. I paid the man and before he left we said thank you.

"Almost there." Laura said.

We went over to the front desk and signed some papers to get our room keys.

"It would have been kinda cool if we got a room on the third floor." I said looking at the room number on the key chain.

"Yeah, and it'd be cool if this place had an elevator." Laura said as she walked past one.

"Uh…Laura…" She turned around and hit the elevator button.

"Shut up." I burst out laughing and entered the elevator with her.

"Talk about blonde moment."

"Shut up!" She yelled making me laugh harder.

I watched the light showing us what floor we were on as it went up to the very last floor and stopped. The doors slid open and we dragged our stuff out.

"1034…1033…1032…and 1031." I unlocked the door and we entered the flat. We immediately dropped our stuff and ran for the white leather couch.

"This…this is nice." Laura said as she sat on the couch upside down.

"Yeah…coming from the girl who has blood rushing to her head."

"Admit it…its nice!" I laughed.

"Yes, it is." I got off the couch and grabbed my bags. "Come on, time to unpack." She sighed and rolled off the couch and grabbed her bags.

We were in the living room; it was an open area that shared the area with the kitchen. There was a hallway on the left side of the plasma T.V. that leads to the dining room.

It had a large wooden table that had eight wooden chairs around it. There was a matching wooden cabinet up against the wall filled with china. Then I noticed a doorway in the far back corner of the dining room leading to another door but it was locked.

"That's strange…"

"What's strange?" Laura asked. I shook the door knob again.

"It's locked."

"Come on, let's just pick our rooms and unpack, we'll worry about it later." I nodded and followed her but took one last look at the door.

We went back to the living room and went through a pair of French doors that led to two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and two dressing rooms. There were also two extra rooms that looked like they could be used as offices.

Each bedroom led to each bathroom and a dressing room.

"I call this bedroom!" Betsy yelled as she ran into the bedroom on the right side of the hallway.

I laughed at her reaction. "Alright, fine by me." Her room was pretty big; it had two dressers, a closet, a vanity mirror, and a stand up jewelry box. The bed was a queen size and it had a tan comforter to match the walls. My room was just like hers but everything was opposite and my comforter was a crème color just like the walls.

We unpacked our things and ment back in the hallway.

"So what do we do with those extra rooms?" I asked looking down the hallway. She shrugged.

"Why don't we use them as offices?" you could use yours for designing clothes and the fashion stuff you make and I can use mine for sorting out which hospital would be best to work at."

"That could work, but first we need some computers." She nodded and hooked her arm through mine.

"First, let's check out the food here. I'm starving!"

"Alright, I'm a bit hungry too." She laughed and nodded.

We grabbed our purses and left our flat and walked down the hallway to the elevator. We took the elevator to the lobby floor, but just as we got off, four guys got in. We squeezed through them and I accidentally ran into one.

"Sorry!" I said without looking back.

"S'okay."

(Dougie's P.O.V.)

The two girls left and I noticed Danny was checking out the blonde, but I can't blame him. They were good looking, especially the girl I ran into.

She had long dark brown hair, almost black, that reached her waist. The top layer of her hair had dirty blonde streaks. She had a tan complexion and mysterious hazel eyes. She wore whit denim shorts, a black tank with a red and black scarf that matched her red high top converses. I couldn't help but notice her Batman belt buckle on her studded belt.

She was beautiful.

"Uh…Doug…? We're getting off now." I notice the guys were standing outside the elevator.

"Oh…coming." I got off the elevator and followed the guys to Tom's flat.

"Well I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow. I gotta spend some time with Gio." And with that, he left Harry, Danny, and me in the hallway.

"I've gotta go too. I'm spending time with Izzy." Harry said.

"Ah fine then! Dougie and I will go hang with each other!" Danny turned to me. "Please tell me you're not gonna be playing with yourself." Harry laughed and I playfully punched Danny in the arm.

"Nah, not tonight. I'm actually a bit hungry."

"I got some of them Japanese noodles back at the flat."

"Schweet." Harry laughed at my word.

"Alright guys, see you later." He walked down the hallway and Danny and I walked the opposite direction.

We entered our flat and kicked off our shoes. I sprawled out on the black leather couch and turned MTV on.

"Mate, you good with shrimp flavor?" Danny yelled from the kitchen.

"Yeah."

Twenty minutes later Danny came into the room with two bowls of noodles and two cokes. He handed me a bowl and a coke and he sat down on the other couch.

"So, did you see those birds?" I nodded.

"They've gotta be new." He shrugged.

"I bet, but if we see them again…I call dibs on the blonde!" I laughed and took a mouth full of noodles.

"Alright, I liked the brunette anyway." I said with the mouthful of noodles. He laughed.

"She wouldn't say the same thing for you if she saw you now." I swallowed the noodles and glared at him.

"I hope we see them again." I said as I played with the noodles.

"Careful mate, we don't know if this brunette is like the last." I slammed the bowl on the coffee table.

"Can we not talk about Frankie?" He looked shocked and nodded. "Sorry."

"Nah, my bad mate." I picked up the bowl and began eating again.

Man, I really hope she's nothing like Frankie.