Disclaim: I do not own McFly, but I own April, Brooke and the plot.
April.
He has Bieber fever? What a pathetic excuse for rescheduling our date, which I declined. I really he dies of 'Bieber fever' or as my lovely and charming best friend calls it, Lesbian fever. I was standing in my brother's room in front of the dart board and a picture of this lovely man, which has the name of Joseph.
"Got him right in the nose" Brooke laughed and threw another dart, which hit him in the… manly area, if that is you can call him a man, greedy git.
I laughed at Brooke, she was a random girl "So, when's the concert?" I asked, excited. Tonight, Brooke and I were going to our 10th McFly concert; we've been to really every single tour, even their Busted gigs. But this one was going to different, they had a new sound and by the way it seemed to be a mind blowing concert.
"Half 8" Brooke checked her watched "We better get ready, lucky we have 2 showers here" She laughed, we lived in an apartment together, it's very fun but apart when it's our turn to make dinner.
I stepped out the mirror and stared at my face. The one thing I hated was my hair, I loved the colour, almost the colour of chocolate but I had messy curls, that fell down my back, it takes an hour to straighten and I seriously can't be arsed to do that, every single morning, I leave it's curly mess, yes god I hope your happy, I had cameral and blue highlights that fitted the style perfectly. I have emerald green eyes that were Joe's favourite shade, my ass he liked the colour blue, mine weren't blue.
Brooke and I rocked out in the car on the way to the concert. Her dark red hair danced around her. "Eh, eh, eh, shine a light on her" We both sang.
"Brooke, you think that I'll ever get a boy who'd actually love me?" I asked Brooke.
She looked at me for a second with her hazel eyes, and then back at the road "April, you have more of a chance of Brad Pitt asking you out" I opened my mouth to argue, but she cut across me "and don't you say other wise, because I'm the one driving you around and I could easily leave you on the M4"
We stepped out the car, jumping with excitement, we were early and not many were here, this was good, we could get good seats. I was wearing a Radio: ACTIVE t-shirt, skinny jeans, checked black and white converse and of course my lucky bracelet. Brooke was wearing a Mrs. Poynter t-shirt, black shorts and trainers.
We stopped in our tracks and stared at what was in front of us. A small crowd of people and a large black, unmistakeable McFly tour bus, it was bloody big. We squealed and made our way over. The doors opened and McFly stepped out.
"Holy crap Tom, we get more famous by the album" Laughed Harry as he smiled at a few fans.
I was pushed aside by a screaming fun that looked demanded to get into one of their pants. I was almost on the ground when a pair of arms catched me, they were strong. I looked up to see a pair of bright blue eyes and a freckled face smile, Danny Jones.
"Lucky I'm here" He laughed.
"Yeah, lucky" I blushed as he helped me to my feet.
That was the closet I've ever been to Danny Jones, and I'll never get that chance again.
"I'm Danny" He smiled and extended his hand.
"I know" I blushed even deep as I shock his hand. He kissed it, softly, which made me blush even deeper, if that was even possible "I'm April"
"Were you born in April then?" He asked why he was interested.
"Yeah, in a matter of fact" I giggled
"I hope I see you at the show" He smiled "By the way, I love your laugh" He said and walked away. Why did every time something good happens, it walks away from me?
If you want me out, then I'm on my way
And I'm feeling, feeling, feeling this way
Cause you're halfway in, but don't take too long
Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone
I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone
Now I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone
Don't take too long, don't take too long
Cause I'm on my way
If you take too long
Cause I'm halfway gone and I'm on way
And I'm feeling, feeling I'm feeling this way
Cause you're halfway in but don't take too long
Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone