Hi! This is my second McFLY fanfiction! Hope you like it! I've three chapters written but I've only had time to type up cahpter one as I am busy preparing for McFLY's concert in the RDS Dublin on 11-11-08. I can't wait! It's my first McFLY concert but anyway that is enough about me! Enjoy! Please Review! Thanks! Peace out dudes! Niamh x

Chapter One

Izzie Taylor is in love with Dougie Poynter form McFLY. He doesn't know who she is. What happens when she meets him. Will she still love him or will she fall for somone else. Or will her best friend steal him from her? What will happen to the lovely Isabelle Taylor?

Izzie's POV

"Jesus Izzie hurry on! It's 6:30 am. Hurry on!" Bella screamed at me from the bottom of the stairs. I don't know what she is fussing about we don't have to leave until 7:45 am. She panics too much.

"Dougie is waiting." She bellowed again. Dougie where? With that thought I scrambled out of bed as fast as my tired legs could carry me and ran down the stairs. I'd do anything for Dougie Lee Poynter! He is my life! I love him!

Luckily I got down the stairs without tripping. I am extremely clumsy!

"Where is he?" I finally spitted out through a series of panting.

"Where is my Dougster?" I pressed again. I smoothed down my impossible bed head hair and crippled pyjamas. I tried to look graceful as I could which was so un-graceful as I am a total tomboy. Even a youngster my dad would joke to my mum "I could never complain that I didn't have a son because I've got our Belle." Belle short for Isabelle but the girls cal me 'Izzie' for short instead. My full name is Isabelle Christina Lucia Taylor. I am 19 years old but act like a five year old most if the time. I still watch Disney movies, My favourites "Sleeping Beauty." What? Disney movies rock!

Anyways. I scanned the room looking for Doug. My eye sight wasn't great. It was burry with fatigue and the bright kitchen light.

"Okay I am ready to meet him." I announced while smoothing my pyjamas top with my palm.

Bella laughed and slid a box of cherrios over the kitchen bar counter. There was a picture of McFLY on the front with something to do with 'Childline' written under it.

"There he's on the box." She grinned. Agh! I hate her! Ugh! She sucks!

"Dude you officially suck."

"Yup but I know what your like for getting ready so eat, then go showerand then get dressed. The train leaves at 8 sharp." She grinned.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Where's the milk?" She slid it over to where I was currently situated at the opposite side of the breakfast bar..

"Thanks. Can I've a bowl and spoon as well please."

"Here."

"Thanks."

After my bowl of cherrios, I headed up the stairs to have a shower.

I looked up at our McFly clock that we had received as a gift last Christmas from my mum. 711 am. I have plenty of time.

I walked into room. Well it was green, now I have a guitar wall, a McFLY wall, a memory wall that contains concert tickets, photos, post-its of random memories and etc and my milky way ceiling that I had designed to help me sleep. The stars even glowed in the dark!

I loved my room unlike my childhood room which was pink as I had to share with my sister. Just because I am a girl I was just expected to like pink! Ugh! I despise the colour. It was so stereotypical of my mother and robotic of my sister. Kate always wanted to be like everyone else. Me, I just wanted to be the total opposite of what people wanted me to be. I was a premier rebel.

Suddenly Haley was at my door. Great! I can use the shower now.

"Hey." She started.

"Hey."

"Tired."

"Oh yes, I'm drunk with fatigue."

"Oh for gods sake Iz! Stop being so smart! Use normal words!" I blame my mother for my big words. She's the one who sent me to speech and drama classes drom the age of four. I just read. Constantly.

"Yeah just because I know big words."

"Whatever I've gotta get changed and eat, I am famished." Right on quey her stomach rumbled. I had to laugh at first her statement and her stomach rumbling.

"Duty calls." She called on her way to he room.

"C'ya." I bellowed. I grabbed my strawberry and a towel and headed in for my shower. Better be quick.