Hey guys :) It's been a while and a very weird few months...But I'm back now, with the sequel to We're the Young, We're Alright. It's probably a good idea to read that one first, so you get the idea of this story, but here we go. It would've been better suited to Christmas, but I can't wait that long. I hope you enjoy it, and pretty please review and be a little ray of sunshine in my day. Thanks guys :)
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the storyline and my characters. Also, what I have written has come from my own imagination. If you decide to take parts of it and slightly change them, or any story for that matter, it is plagiarism and is illegal. Thankyou.
Only The Strong Survive
Chapter 1: I'm Pregnant
It was seven in the morning, four days before Christmas. McFly were all asleep, apart from Tom who was sitting in the warm living room watching the TV down low, so as not to wake the others. He sipped his coffee and looked out the window. It was still dark and freezing cold. He was excited for the day; the boys hadn't let him put up the Christmas tree until that day. He grinned as he looked at the bare patch of carpet where it would go.
They were having their first ever Christmas with all of the McFly family in their house. They didn't have to do any cooking as all the families were bringing food, but they did have to set up for it and decorate the house. That made him excited too. He took another sip of his coffee and curled his legs up underneath him. The house was silent apart from the humming of the TV. Until...
The phone ringing made him jump, spilling his coffee down his front. He yelped and jumped up, grabbing Dougie's towel off the back of the couch and dabbing at it as he ran for the phone, which Danny had left sitting on top of the fridge with all the dust. Tom wiped it with the towel and pressed the button to answer the phone as Dougie, Danny and Harry ambled down the stairs sleepily, rubbing their eyes and yawning, still in their pyjamas.
'Hello?' Tom said into the phone, still wiping at his front while the other three sleepily began to make themselves breakfast.
'Heyo Tom!' two voices exclaimed.
'Er, who's this?' he asked, confused, as he jumped up on the bench.
'Libby and Sam!' a girl's voice exclaimed.
'Oh! Hey guys! How have you been? I haven't seen you since January!' Tom exclaimed, grinning at the other three who all stopped and looked.
'We good!' Sam shouted.
'Hang on, I have the other three here as well, I'll put you on speaker! Be careful, they just woke up!' Tom laughed, pressing the speaker button on the phone and sitting it in the middle of the kitchen.
'Hey guys!' Harry exclaimed.
'Hi Harry!' Libby said and Harry could just see her grinning on the other end of the phone. 'Is Dougie and Danny there?'
'We're here,' Danny laughed.
'Why are you two ringing so early?' Tom asked.
'We coming to stay with you!' Sam squealed.
'What?' Tom asked, looking at the other three.
'Today!' Libby exclaimed.
'Put your mummy on,' Tom said, moving closer to the phone.
'Mummy! Tom wants to talk to you!' Libby screamed and the four boys heard footsteps coming closer to the phone.
'What's going on?' Danny whispered. Tom shrugged as the static from the phone got louder.
'Hello?' Jane's voice asked.
'Hi!' the four of them exclaimed.
'Hello boys,' she laughed. 'I hope the kids didn't wake you.'
'They didn't wake me, I don't know about the others,' Tom smiled.
'Nah, it's alright. I'm sick of sleeping til twelve anyway,' Danny laughed.
'That's good. Listen, I'm very sorry to bother you boys this early and so close to Christmas, but I have a favour to ask of you. It's perfectly fine if you say no,' Jane said.
'Yeah, what is it?' Harry asked, leaning down on the bench.
'I'm pregnant,' Jane said quietly.
'Congratulations!' Tom exclaimed.
'Thanks. I'm due on the twenty-third, but-.'
'My birthday's on the twenty-third too!' Harry exclaimed and Jane laughed.
'Well looks like the kids will be attending a birthday party too. I've been having some difficulties lately with the baby, and they want me to come in today and stay, to keep an eye on me and things. Ever since the divorce, all the family have kind of turned against me and my side of the family. My family all live in Ireland, and I was wondering if you boys could possibly look after my kids for me? Because I asked them before who they'd like to stay with and they screamed your names, so...' Jane trailed off. 'You really don't have to say yes and I know it's around Christmas time...'
'Jane, is it okay if we talk about this?' Tom asked quietly.
'Sure, of course. Call me back, bye,' she said chirpily before hanging up.
'She's pregnant?' Danny exclaimed as the dial-tone rang through the kitchen. 'Didn't she just get divorced?'
'Maybe that's why they did get divorced. She was having an affair?' Harry suggested.
'Stop it guys, focus. It doesn't matter why she's pregnant,' Tom exclaimed.
'Oh no, we know exactly why she's pregnant,' Harry said cheekily and Tom threw the cushion off the chair at him.
'Right, so we have to look after them again?' Dougie said quietly, stepping up on the chair and sitting on it.
'I want to, I loved looking after them before,' Danny grinned.
'I know, but its Christmas. That means we have to do all the Christmassy stuff, like Santa Claus and all that stuff,' Tom pointed out.
'So? It'll be fun. I've missed them, we haven't seen them since last time and you heard what she said. There's no one else to look after them. And we'll love it, I bet we will,' Harry smiled.
'Are you sure you can all cope with this before Christmas? Remember we have to get it ready for Christmas day,' Tom said and they all nodded.
'Will we have them for Christmas day?' Dougie asked. Tom shrugged.
'Come on Tom, we know you stress out about it, but we'll try and help more this time, okay?' Danny said, pushing him in the arm.
'Alright,' Tom smiled, picking up the phone again as the other three cheered. He pressed redial and put the phone to his ear.
'Hello?' Jane's voice asked on the other end. It sounded flustered and anxious.
'Hi Jane, we'll do it!' Tom exclaimed.
'Oh thank you, that's brilliant. I'm not sure how long it will be for, as I'm not certain about the date, but it may incorporate into Christmas Day. Is that okay? What were you planning on doing?' she asked quickly.
'It's fine. We were going to have family around for Christmas Day. The kids can help us decorate,' Tom replied.
'Okay, you have no idea how thankful I am for this,' she said.
'It's alright. They seemed to sound more grown up,' Tom replied.
'Yeah, almost four now! Can you believe it? I know I can't,' she laughed.
'Neither can I,' Tom replied with a smile.
'Yeah. I hate to have to ask this, but would you please be able to come and pick them up? I'm not supposed to drive.'
'Of course. When do you have to go to the hospital?' Tom asked.
'At three this afternoon.'
'How are you getting there?'
'I honestly haven't figured that out yet,' Jane laughed. 'I've been so busy trying to find somewhere for Sam and Libs to stay while I'm away. I feel so bad having to leave them over Christmas, but I can't have them at the hospital with me. I wish there was another option, as you boys probably don't need the fuss over Christmas, but I'm sorry, they've got nowhere else to go,' she said, wincing.
'Are you okay?' Tom asked.
'Yeah, that's the reason they want me there,' she said, sounding like her teeth were gritted.
'Okay, well we'll meet you there at around two-thirty. And I'll take you to the hospital if you'd like,' Tom said.
'That would be wonderful. Thank you Tom. Our address is 222 Daisy Avenue in Finchley,' she said as Tom quickly scribbled it down on a piece of paper.
'In case we don't find the house, what's something to distinguish it?' Tom asked.
'It has a big white fence and a tall tree in the front yard,' Jane explained and Tom wrote that down too. 'Okay, we'll be there later. Call us if you need anything,' Tom said.
'Okay, thank you Tom, bye.'
'Bye.' Tom hung up the phone and put it back on the bench. The other two looked at him. 'What? You heard,' he exclaimed.
'Yeah. But we were planning on going out for drinks with everyone for Harry's birthday. And we can't take two three year olds into a bar,' Danny moaned.
'Well looks like we're going without drinks Dan, it's an amendment that we're going to have to make. We'll have fun here for his birthday, won't we Harry?' Tom asked and Harry grinned and nodded.
'This is my excuse to have a kid's party again!' Harry exclaimed and Tom laughed.
'Tom, look,' Danny whispered, motioning to the chair behind him. Tom turned. Dougie had fallen asleep with his head in his hands, still sitting in the chair.
'That's probably a good idea. How about you two go upstairs and get some more sleep. You'll need it for the week,' Tom replied.
'Let's carry him up there. He's too cute to wake up,' Harry whispered, smiling.
'Dougie. Cute?' Danny scoffed and Harry hit him over the head.
'Come on, he needs his sleep. We'll get some too,' Tom whispered, carefully sliding the chair out and picking Dougie's bare feet and ankles up. Harry took his torso and Danny took his head, something they knew would end in tears. They gently lifted Dougie from the seat and began to carry him up the stairs.
'He's getting heavy,' Harry muttered, adjusting his grip.
'Come on, not much further,' Tom said as they stepped out onto the landing. They carried him along the hallway til they reached Dougie's room. Danny pushed the door open and they began to carry him through the doorway. Needless to say, Danny didn't hold his head well enough and it cracked into the doorhandle.
'I knew that was gonna happen,' Dougie muttered through gritted teeth, rubbing his head and opening his eyes.
'You were awake?' Danny exclaimed as they dumped Dougie onto his bed, amid the piles of clothes and various other items which fell to the floor.
'I've been awake ever since you guys picked me up. I just didn't wanna walk,' he shrugged, crawling under the blankets and pulling them up to his chin. The three of them glared at him.
'What?' Dougie asked, looking innocent.
'So I threw my back out for nothing?' Harry asked.
'Well you'd be carrying the kids around too, so it makes sense,' Dougie shrugged again, closing his eyes. Harry shook his head and left the room, followed by Tom and Danny.