A/N;
Alright, don't kill me.
That was a one-shot and will remain that way. I just can't bring myself to write an author's note on the same page, cause I just think it will ruin the story.
I know its not all "aww" and cute and stuff, but it just came to me. Since there is just so many forest fires and houses being destroyed around where I live, it inspired this.
So the story behind everything is that there was a fire at the McFly house. Tom, Harry and Dougie had been hanging out in the living room, the room that was the closest to the front door. When suddenly they smelt smoke, and then flames appeared. They had quickly gotten up and tried to get out, and only got minor burns on their arms and legs.
The first paragraph in my story is the scene that occurred outside the house. The three boys and reached a safe distance, and turned to see their house in flames. That's when it hit Dougie that the one he loves, Danny, was not with them. Dougie was frantically asking Tom and Harry if they knew where Danny was, but everyone claimed they hadn't seen him. They knew he had been in his room, which was one of the top floors, and only could hope that everyone was wrong and he was alive.
There was always a feeling in the put of their stomachs that Danny was gone, but it was only confirmed the next morning, when Danny never showed up. The three boys knew that he would of tried to find them that night or the next day. So when he didn't show up, and he wasn't in the hospital, they just knew.
Don't get me wrong, I love Danny. Almost as much as I love Dougie. And in no way would I want any of them killed. But it's just what worked for this story.
So I hope you enjoyed it, please no flames. Thank you.
-FallennAngel