A/N: I hope you enjoy this :3 I'm a massive fan of McFly, so 8P

Pairings: Tom/OC, Danny/OC, Dougie/OC and Harry/OC

Chapter 1

Natasha-Marie's POV

It was the day after the McFly concert, and we were up getting ready to go back to England. The concert was amazing in my opinion, though Abby says she was a bit disappointed that they didn't at ;east notice her, because we were so close to the stage. I didn't care of course, just as long as I got to see them without a computer or television screen blocking the way.

"Hurry up! Our bus to the airport leaves in like…30 minutes!" I snapped to my 3 friends.

"Sorry!" Amy sighed, trying to zip up her suitcase. "Well, that's me packed…" She grinned and went to put her hair up.

"That's me packed… Only Layla left now.." Abby looked to Layla, who was trying to fold up clothes and put them in the suitcase, neatly, but quickly.

"Layla, It's not gonna work! Just shove them in already!" I complained, grabbing the rest of her clothes and stuffing them in, and zipping up the suitcase. "There we go, wasn't so hard was it?"

"Sorry, you know what I'm like." Layla grinned.

"True." I mumbled. "Let's go. 20 minutes… we could get a drink while we wait."

So we looked around the room for the last time, it was a nice cosy room with four beds, very squished together, and a big balcony.

"I'm gonna miss this place…" Amy sighed again, her red hair now up in a bun.

"Yeah, same," Abby smiled, sadly.

We walked to the lifts, there was a big commotion there, and I stopped dead, is that?

"Oh, My… God… It's…it is McFly! What they doing here?" I frowned.

"I don't know, but they look like they're being harassed…" Layla growled.

We walked over to them, and stared at the girls who were trying their best to get their hands on the guys. They looked at us, frowned, probably wondering why we're not attacking McFly as well.

"You know, you're gonna get nowhere attacking famous people… I'd leave them alone." I scowled. The girls all sighed and hurried away, looking back at the guys who were now staring at us.

"Thanks…" Danny smiled.

"No… No problem!" I went red and pressed the down button for the lift.

"Not wanting to bother you, but what you guys here for?" Amy questioned them.

"We've been staying here for 2 weeks, we've just been very good at hiding until now." Tom explained. "But we have to get back to England today, though America's been amazing."

"We're going back to England too!" I smiled. "When's your flight?"

"In about 5 hours." Harry said, looking at his watch. "This reminds me… The bus will be here in 10 minutes, we better hurry guys."

"Our bus… will be here in 10 minutes, same bus I guess." Abby said, her eyes widening.

"Well, that's all right!" Tom grinned, as the lift doors opened and we all squished ourselves inside.

We stayed quiet as the lift went from floor 6 to the ground floor. I couldn't believe my luck, I was in a lift with McFly, and for some reason Dougie was staring at me, and I'm not even that good looking.

"Tasha… the lift door is open, get out." Amy pushed me, I fell backwards and scowled up at her from the floor.

"Was there any need for that?" I snapped, as I attempted to get up, resulting in me falling back on my butt. "Someone help me, please?"

A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me up, I looked to see who it was, and I think my heart stopped. It was Dougie.

"You okay?" Dougie frowned at me, slightly.

"Yes, I'm fine.." I smiled and pulled my suitcase out of the lift, the others followed as we went to the receptionist to check out of the hotel for the last time. I could see the bus outside, we had 5 minutes to get on it before it left.

"Thanks for staying at our hotel, goodbye!" The receptionist called to us as we all walked out and onto the bus.

"Goodbye New York." Amy sighed, and looked out the window, Harry had sat beside her, which took me by surprise.

I sat down behind them, and was even more surprised, and slightly excited that Danny sat down beside me. Dougie ended up sitting beside Abby and Tom sat down beside Layla. Dougie looked very disappointed with the seating arrangements, he kept shooting glares at Danny every now and then. 'What is with that?' I thought.

I found myself chatting casually with Danny, which again, surprised me, what is going on? Did my luck love me now? Normally I was very unlucky.

"So what are your names?" Tom finally asked.

"Natasha-Marie, but people call me Tasha, it's easier." I replied, looking out the window, as we made our way down some busy road.

"Abigail, Abby for short." Abby smiled, looking at Tom.

"Amy, short and sweet!" Amy chuckled.

"Layla." Layla smiled, she liked to keep things simple.

"Do you have a favourite out of us?" Danny asked randomly at one point on the journey. I stared at him.

"I do, but I'm not telling." I smirked, he looked disappointed. "Layla likes Tom though!"

"HEY!" Layla threw something at me, it turned out to be her shoe. "We all know who you like, Tasha, certain blonde haired guy sitting beside Abby!"

"OI! I said I wasn't telling!" I frowned at her and threw her shoe back, which ended up hitting Tom. "OH CRAP! Sorry, sorry, sorry!" I blabbed.

"Hey, it is fine, it's fine!" Tom smiled, rubbing the spot where I had hit him.

"You're crap at throwing, Nasher." Amy chuckled.

"Nasher?" Danny looked at me.

"Yeah, Amy calls me that sometimes, don't know why though." I blinked, the bus was now pulling into the airport, I randomly turned to look at Dougie, and found him staring at me with wonder in his eyes.

We climbed out of the bus and walked slowly towards the airport doors, not wanting to actually leave New York at all, there seemed to be a lot of girls about, and they were staring at us with envy written all over their faces, they obviously didn't like the fact that we were walking right beside McFly, while they were being kept back by security guards. We had been allowed special access to them because Tom had asked to let us walk with them. I found this very sweet of Tom. We walked up to the place where we would leave our suitcases, and went through the usual process. Then I turned to the guys.

"Which plane you going on?" I questioned, not really wanting to have to say goodbye to them now.

"Same one as you it seems, though we're in first class, of course." Tom sighed.

"Darn it." Layla pouted.

"We'll try and get you in with us, if you want?" Tom asked.

"Well, we don't want to trouble you." I smiled, slightly sad.

"No, no, not at all! I'm fine with it, and I'm sure the others are." Tom grinned.

So that's what Tom did, he got us seats in first class! And he was paying, I kept telling him I would pay him back, but he kept shaking it off. If I didn't know better I would say that Danny and Dougie practically had a race to sit beside me. As I said, I know better, so let's just ignore that. I sat there silently, beside Danny, because he 'won' that little 'race.' I was watching Layla and Tom talking happily away, as the plane started down the runway.

"Good bye America! I love you!" I heard Abby say, quite dramatically in front of me, Dougie looked like he was pouting, he had ended up having to sit beside Abby again, and he clearly was not happy with the seating arrangements again. I'm not going to find that odd at all. I mean, he hardly knows me.

I found myself getting very bored and tired half way through the flight, yes I know, I'm in first class on one amazing plane, and I'm sitting beside Danny Jones, a guy out of my favourite band, him being my second favourite, but he wasn't talking much, just sitting there, drinking his coke, and staring at me as if I hadn't noticed. It was getting quite annoying really, but I didn't want to say anything about it in case I hurt his feelings. Oh great, I'm such a sensitive soul. I sighed and closed my eyes, I could hear Abby talking animatedly with Dougie, who had seemed to get over his little 'huffing' session and generally looked interested in whatever Abby was telling him. I wasn't really listening until I heard my name being mentioned.

"Tasha? Oh she's amazing, my best friend, closer to me than Amy and Layla, partially because we've known each other since nursery. She's really nice. Honest." I heard Abby say.

"I never asked, what ages are you lot?" Dougie asked.

"Well Tasha and I are 18, Layla is 20 and Amy is 19." Abby replied. "Why?"

"Just wondering." He said glancing behind him, straight at me. I looked away, did he know I was listening in?

Danny had finally looked away, and was now searching through his bag for something, he lifted out a notebook and started scribbling madly in it. I recognised the words that were on the opposite side as the lyrics to If U C Kate. I widened my eyes and looked away, he was writing a song. I wonder what had inspired him, then I remembered he had been staring at me for the past five hours. Ah crap. After about another hour, he put the notebook and pen back into his bag and turned to me.

"So, why were you in New York?" He asked.

"Um… McFly concert mainly, and for some shopping." I replied, looking at anyone and anything but him.

"Ah, why did you go all the way to America to see us? We're going on tour round the UK soon, anyway." Danny frowned.

"Because we found it a good excuse to explore New York, we've never been to America before, you see. But it also gave us something to look forward to. We are massive fans of you guys, we're just not the type to go stalking you. How were we supposed to know that you were in the same hotel as us? It was pure coincidence really." I babbled, finally having something to talk about.

"Ah… Do you not like me or something?" Danny frowned, obviously realising I was avoiding looking at him. I felt like kicking something or maybe banging my head of the seat in front, which is what I found myself doing which made Danny frown even more and made Dougie turn around completely and sit up on his knees so he could see over to see what I was doing.

"Um, sorry." I apologised to Dougie and then looked to Danny. "It's not that I don't like you… It's that… I dunno… I'm just not used to talking to someone famous that's all. It's really weird. All my life everything has not gone my way, I'm very unlucky you see, I lost my mum when I was four, and then three years later I lost my older brother. Then when I was twelve I almost lost myself… As in I nearly died. Got ran over… was in hospital for weeks." I blinked. "So that is why I'm avoiding all eye contact in case I burst into a fit of excited giggles. Because I just can't believe my luck." I closed my mouth shut tight, so I couldn't say anything else. I didn't want to make a fool of myself.

"Woah. Now I understand. It's all right though, I'm not gonna bite or anything." Danny smiled. I made myself turn to look at him, and smiled back. I swear that smile was gonna turn into a grin then into laughter so I looked away quickly, which he noticed.

"Don't worry, I don't mind if you start laughing like crazy. I have to put up with all kinds of fans screaming and laughing and generally trying to get my attention." Danny scowled. "Now that I hate, if you want me to come over, don't scream my name."

"I'll keep that in mind, so what do we do to get your attention?" I looked back at him, forcing myself not to smile.

"I dunno, catch my eye with some kinda banner, as long as it isn't rude." Danny looked up at the roof of the plane, we only had a few more hours to sit through before we'd land in London Heathrow.

"Okay." I smiled and looked out the window, there were big fluffy clouds outside now, two more hours, and I'll be back in my home city.

It was a quite exciting 2 hours on the plane, after me getting over quite a few fits of giggles and calming down, the eight of us chatted animatedly between each other, I even found out they lived not that far away from us. Weird isn't it? All this time wondering if we'd ever meet McFly in person and they only lived a few blocks away, about a thirty minute walk.

As the plane landed, I felt a bubble of sadness fill up inside of me. We would have to say goodbye to the guys soon. I didn't want to. Danny and I actually got to know each other pretty well. Something which Dougie didn't fail to notice. He was actually very happy when I started walking beside him when we went to collect our luggage, Danny tagged along on my other side. Abby was frowning because I had apparently stole Dougie off of her. We waited silently for our luggage to appear and then walked outside. Oh great, it was raining. Typical London weather.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye." I smiled sadly.

"Nah, come to our house." Tom grinned. My eyes widened.

"Really?" I grinned back, I heard Amy and Abby give a 'Whoop!' behind me.

"Sure, why not? You've been respectful to us the whole way here. I don't want you four to just disappear out of our lives." Tom frowned. So that was that, we got two taxis and were on our way to McFly's home. Me, Dougie, Danny and Abby were in one taxi and Layla, Amy, Harry and Tom was in the other.

I smiled, my luck was finally turning.