Sorry for the delay! I've been pretty busy lately, and this chapter was a bit hard to write. Anyway, I do not own McFly or Just My Luck.
Chap. 3 (A.J.'s P.O.V.)
"A.J. wake up! We're going to be late!" Before I was fully awake, I was pulled out of my bed by my ankles and landed on the floor.
"Ow…"
"A.J.! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to pull you that hard!" I slowly got up and turned to her.
She was wearing light blue jean shorts, a black cami under a blue and black plaid shirt, and her black converses.
"You're already dressed?"
"Uh…yeah! It's 11:30!" She went over to my jewelry box and pulled out my silver bangles and put them on her right wrist. "You better hurry!"
"Alright, alright!" She laughed and left my room so I could get ready.
I pulled out my white studded flip-flops, my jean capris with a camouflage studded belt, a brown and white cami, and a short cropped vest that looked like it came from the civil war. I ran to the bathroom and pinned my hair up and jumped into the shower. I began to hear footsteps outside the curtain and thought Laura was outside.
"Hey don't flush the toilet." There was no answer. I shrugged and continued taking my shower, suddenly the toilet flushed and the water began burning my back making me yelp. "Laura!" I yelled, turning the water off and I pulled my towel around me. The door opened and I heard heavier footsteps.
"What? Are you okay?" I pushed the curtain back and stared at her.
"You didn't flush the toilet?" She gave me a questionable look.
"No, I was outside." I looked over at the toilet, nothing seemed wrong but it made me shiver.
"Maybe we have a faulty toilet?" She laughed.
"Just hurry up and get ready." She closed the door behind her. I looked back at the toilet.
"Man that toilet creeps me out." I shivered again and began getting dressed.
By the time we got to Matt Willis's house it was 12:30. We were supposed to be here at 12 but of course, I was being slow in the morning.
"A.J., can you believe we're at Matt Willis's house, and we're about to watch a soccer game with him and McFly?" I laughed at her excitement.
"Nah, I can't believe it either, if feels like a dream."
"Yeah, a dream come true! Next we'll be saying football instead of soccer!" I laughed again. We walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. We heard footsteps running to the door and then it opened.
"Hey! 'Bout time you girls got here!" It was Matt! Oh my god!
"Sorry, we were running a little behind." Laura said elbowing me in the side.
"Yeah, sorry." He smiled and shrugged.
"Come on in." He closed the door behind us and led us to the living room.
There was a wide screen T.V. that had the game on, and 'L' shaped couch and an armchair was sitting in front of the T.V. Tom and Gio were sitting at the very end of the couch. Harry and Izzy sat next to them and Danny was sitting next to them, with his eyes glued to the T.V.
"Oh who's winning so far?" Laura asked excitedly, and she sat down next to Danny.
"It's a tie." Danny responded. God she already forgot we're in the same house with McFly! She's so obsessed with soccer! I laughed to myself.
"What? But the USA team isn't even that good!" Laura whined.
"I know, especially when they're playing us!" Danny also whined. We all laughed at their reaction.
Suddenly my stomach growled and everybody fell silent and turned to look at me.
"Sorry, skipped breakfast." I said with an embarrassed smile. They all laughed again.
"A.J. if you're hungry there's food in the kitchen, help yourself." Matt said from the armchair.
"Cool, thanks." He showed me where the kitchen was and then he went back to watching the game.
Just as I walked into the kitchen I found Dougie sitting on a stool at the island. He looked up from reading some article and looked at me.
"Oh, hey A.J." he said shyly.
"Hi." Why the hell do I get nervous now? My stomach growled again, making me cover it hoping he didn't hear, but he did. He looked back at me with a smile on his face and he looked like he was trying to hold back his laughter.
"Hungry?" He asked.
"Uh…yeah." I said, embarrassed once again. He pulled another stool to the island.
"Take a load off!" He said patting the seat and then he went to the fridge. I sat down on the stool and watched him grab random food from the fridge.
"Do you like soda?"
"Are you kidding me? I love soda! I'm like addicted to caffeine!" He laughed and tossed me a coca-cola. I opened it up and took a couple gulps. "So what are you making?" I asked as I watched him mix different food together.
"Shell-less tacos!" I let out a laugh and cocked my eyebrow.
"Why shell-less?" He tossed some cheese on the pile of food and then looked at me.
"Cause we don't have any shells and it's the easiest thing I can make with leftovers." I started laughing and he smiled as he finished making the food. He handed me a plate with a spoon and sat down next to me with his own plate. "Hope you like leftovers." I took a bite.
"Mmm yum." He laughed and he started eating too.
Once we finished eating, we stayed in the kitchen and talked for a bit about random things.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You got rid of your lizards for this girl, and now she's your ex?" He nodded. "Dude you shouldn't have done that! No offense but she was obviously not worth it!"
He laughed. "And how would you know." I sighed.
"That's like me giving up my dog for some red neck hill Billie!" Dougie burst out laughing. "What? You wanted an example."
He finally recooperated and whipped his tears away from laughing so hard. "Well you know I really like dogs too." Whoa! Is Dougie freakin Poynter of McFly hitting on me?
"Oh really?" He nodded.
"And I'm not a hill Billie."
"Well…"
"Hey!" I started giggling.
"I'm just kidding; you're nowhere close to being a hill Billie." He smiled at me. I smiled back and looked down at my fingers fiddling with the coca-cola can.
"Uh, A.J….do you wanna hang out some time?" There was a loud cheering noise from the living room. "Without the football fans?" I smiled and looked up, but something caught my attention.
There was a figure of a woman, all white, floating from the island to the kitchen door that lead outside. Her hand was outstretched to me and she looked like she was saying something.
"A.J.?" I looked back at Dougie. He looked a bit worried. "Are you okay?" I looked back where I saw the woman but she was gone.
"Yeah, I thought I saw something but I guess it was just my imagination." His worried look went away and he smiled.
"So…what do you say?"
"Hmmm would this just be hanging out or a…"
He shrugged shyly. "You can call it a date." Oh my god, a date with Dougie?
"I'd like that." I said with a smile, he smiled back. Then there was a loud moan of disappointment from the soccer…er…football fans.
"Come on; let's see what the England team did wrong." I laughed and followed him to the living room, but I stopped and looked back where I saw the woman. That wasn't a…no…it was just my imagination.
There's no such thing as ghosts.