My McFiction

Chapter 1

Lara's POV

Deafening screams filled my ears to the point of bursting. Echoes of lyrics were screeched from sections of the crowd as hundreds of fans sang their hearts out; emptying their lungs of any ounces of oxygen that they had left. Excitement sparked the air and you could practically smell the hormones of many teenage girls lingering around you. My feet ached and my face was sweaty, there was an electrical buzz passing through each individual member of the crowd which only caused more havoc. What was causing this? McFly were on stage. Everyone jumped in unison as the song 'Lies' started to end. But nobody calmed down; they continued to call out for the members of McFly-Tom, Danny, Dougie and Harry. Before the start of their next song, McFly decided to have a bit of playful conversation-which as usual excited the audience even more. During this interval, I turned to search for McCauley. It took me a few minutes and I began to worry that I wouldn't have a chance to check on him before the energetic jumping restarted but I spotted him. He was sat on his aunt Jazzy's shoulders; enthusiastically shouting along with the crowd of fans. But he wasn't shouting for McFly. He was shouting for his dad. An expression of pride was evident on his face as he watched his dad-Dougie Poynter-on the stage. He stopped watching Dougie long enough to beam at me. His tiny glowing smile lit up my insides. He had Dougie's smile. His hair was blond and he always insisted on having it spiked up the way he had seen it on the photos of Dougie when he had been fifteen. But his eyes were mine. They were a rich brown colour. Even though he was five, he was quite small and skinny. Again much like Dougie. Next to Jazzie and McCauley, I saw Ruthy resting in the arms of her aunt Vicky. Ruthy was staring intently at her mum-Georgia-who was stood on the other side of me. She was busy grinning up at Danny. I turned and nudged her with my elbow. She smiled at me and as I pointed towards our children, she followed my finger to see Ruthy. Immediately Ruthy seemed more content. She was Danny's daughter and had clues all over her indicating this. She had his thick, dark brown curls and blue eyes. Her face was practically made up of all Danny. Ruthy was only four and enjoyed being around her parents. Whereas McCauley-who still got nervous and shy often-was always very comfortable as long as he was with someone he trusted. At the moment he was with his aunt Jazzy, Ruthy, Vicky, a heavily pregnant Izzy, Giovanna-who was also pregnant and Giovanna's son Oliver. Oliver was seven and hadn't been allowed to join us in 'the pit' as Dougie liked to call it. 'The pit' was the floor in front of the stage where all the energetic movement took place. It sometimes did end up as a less violent version of a mosh-pit. So they were in the stands above us. We had the older kids. Evanna was next to Georgia. Evanna was Tom and Giovanna's daughter. She was twelve and was an average height for her age. Her hair was blond like Tom's but curly like her aunt Carrie's. Her eyes were big and brown like both her parents. And she had inherited Tom's singular dimple. When you looked at her, you saw Tom but evident traces of Giovanna were printed there. Next to me was Kyle. He was Harry and Izzy's son and was the oldest of the 'McKids'. He was thirteen and had a sporty build like Harry-which is probably due to his role as a rugby player on a local team. His hair is dark brown like Harry's but he had adopted the sweeping fringe style that Dougie has. His eyes are also blue and he was generally a pretty boy. As I glanced at Kyle, I saw a mixture of envy and wonder as he watched his dad perform a drum solo. Then he changed the rhythm and they began to play 'Memory Lane'. I had a soft spot for this song and even I let out an audible squeal of delight as they started singing. Georgia smiled at me, placed her arm around my shoulder and we began to sway with our arms in the air. I managed to catch Dougie's eye while he wasn't singing so he pulled a weird face and winked at me. I raised my eyebrows for a second but then giggled and winked back. I watched him in amazement. How could he pull such a ridiculous face but still look so beautiful? For the remainder of the song the crowd was quite content to just sing along calmly. Then it finished and the suspense of what their last song of the year was going to be. This was their last show for the tour this year and everyone was eager for a great ending. Dougie made eye contact with me before nodding and skipping over to Tom. The crowd laughed at him as he frolicked across the stage. He then whispered into Tom's ear. By the time he had returned to his original spot, Tom had informed Harry and Danny of which song they would play so Harry had begun to play 'Star Girl'. The fans erupted with cheers and joyous screams of delight. The whole room began to sing along and the look on Tom's face was-I had to admit-adorable.

Kyle's POV

Their last song had been amazing. The atmosphere had been thrilling and I had enjoyed every moment of it. But now I was trying to lead Evanna out of the crowd-who were all rushing to get out and attempt a glance at McFly. Evanna was panicking slightly as she wasn't too comfortable with the idea of pushing and shoving. So it was up to me to escape with her as quickly as possible. Lara and Georgia had instructed them to get out and head backstage because they were going to meet Giovanna and my mum-after all they were pregnant! However, my mission was proving to be a little more complicated than that. Fans had started to recognise Evanna and me so we would have to move quickly. It isn't that I dislike the fans-because I don't. It was just that I don't feel like I deserve any of the attention; I don't even do anything. Also you can get trapped if you're not careful when you stop at the wrong point to sign autographs or take photos. I could feel the space around me getting smaller and I could hear Evanna's breathing rapidly sounding unhealthier by the minute. But then I saw one of the security guards notice us and stealthily slip in next to me-so that anyone that hadn't already noticed us wouldn't suddenly realise who we were. I relaxed and Evanna's grip, which had been extremely tight, loosened around my hand.

We had made it successfully outside and had been sat in the back stage room for ten minutes before Tom and Danny burst in with their arms wrapped around each other's shoulders. They were laughing and swaying. Anyone else would think that they were drunk but not us-we knew that it was just how they behaved after a gig. Ruthy ran at Danny and wrapped herself around his legs. Danny beamed down at her before picking her up and swinging her around. Then Tom opened out his arms towards Danny.

"It's my turn! Now me Danny!" He laughed heartily. This made Ruthy cling tighter to her dad as he held her.

"Nooo uncle Tom. Only me!" She giggled. Danny shrugged his shoulders at Tom.

"Sorry mate you'll have to wait until later" He winked "How do you think daddy did on stage?" He asked in his deep Bolton accent.

"Oh you were really good daddy." She beamed. Then she leant in next to his ear.

"I think you was the bestest." She whispered with a cheeky grin on her cute face. Danny put her down and as she skipped back to Georgia, he pointed at his chest and mouthed 'the bestest' at Tom. I laughed along with everyone else. As they embraced their wives, Harry-my dad-jogged through the door followed by Dougie. Dougie was panting heavily and he stopped in the doorway to bend over and hold his stomach. My dad just laughed at him.

"Oh what've you done now Doug?" Lara asked with evident fondness in her voice as she tried to be stern.

"This muppet challenged me to a race." Dad chuckled as he shook his head.

"My...advice is...don't ever do...that. He...takes it...way...too seriously." Dougie panted, trying to recover from his lack of breath.

"Aww Doug you should know that by now." Tom rolled his brown eyes.

"Yeah but I...was just messing around. He went full...out. Super athlete mode."

"I'm a super star." Dad posed in a sprinting position before grabbing Dougie around the neck and pulling him in for a hug. I smiled at this. Their relationship was so positive. They never felt awkward or ashamed to do anything together.

Lara's POV

McCauley was sat on my knee, patiently waiting for Dougie to come over. He was watching his every move. So was I. I was watching his teeth appearing through his smile; the way his eyes were getting smaller as he did so; his muscles relax as Harry hugged him; the rise and fall of his chest. Everything about him was so perfect. After almost eight years I still couldn't believe that he chose me. I watched as Dougie high-fived Oliver. Then he looked around the room, searching for us. When his eyes met mine, his mouth once again opened into a huge grin. Dougie began to walk towards us. McCauley hopped off my knee and went to meet him half way. As he reached him, Dougie picked him and raised him above his head while McCauley giggled with delight.

"How's my little first-mate?" He asked in a rough pirate voice as he lowered McCauley back down to rest securely in his arms.

"I'm fine captain!" He chirped. Dougie smiled at McCauley before turning his gaze back to me. I stood up in response as he continued towards me. It felt like forever as I watched him stroll over to me but when he reached me, he used one arm to embrace me and the other to firmly keep hold of McCauley. Our faces were inches apart and I placed a warm hand on his cheek. Then he moved his head forward and bent it slightly-to reach my height-and kissed me. He was quite small but I was smaller so we were the perfect heights for each other. It was his warm, soft kiss that always made my stomach do cartwheels. I heard McCauley give a tiny gasp as we kissed in-front of him. I opened one eye to glance at him. He was smiling sweetly and had a hand covering his eyes but he was still peeking through the fingers. Then he caught me looking so he let out a cute giggle and covered his eyes properly. I closed my eyes to enjoy a few more seconds of the sweet kiss before our lips parted.