Disclaimer: The chances of me owning McFly is zlich. So do you expect me to say it out? -.-


Sera's POV

Last night I came home feeling down. I met Harry, he asked me to go out tonight but for some reason, I was still thinking about the kiss with Dougie. It was just lingering in my mind. I thought that maybe is I met Dougie and talked to him maybe I'd understand more on what I was feeling, but when I reached to his place, all he did was acuse me of having sex with Harry. That just pissed me off. So I have devised a revenge plan. I'm going to show Mr. Poynter what he's missing when I'm going out with Harry. Since Harry is famous I'm sure it would be all over the tabloids soon enough. To make this revenge work, I guess I'm going to need the help of my fashion consultant; Saffy.

Saffy came home late last night, well later than me. I remembered hearing a bang for the next door at around 2am. I heard two voices though but then again, it was just 2 in the morning so maybe I was just hearing things. I walked over to Saffys' room and knocked on the door. From inside, I could hear a "shhtt.." and a muffled "pfft". Saffy was probably still sleeping or she's awake but doesn't want to be disturbed. It's 12noon for god sakes. I might as well wake her up.

"SAFFIA ELISSA MATTHEWS!" I screamed when as I opened the door. "WAKE UP!" I stepped into the spacious, dark room and I saw Saffy standing up, smiling, as if she was covering something. I looked around and saw a pile of clothes by the bed. Saffy would never let her clothes get crumpled. And she wore a dress last night, not trousers. I stepped closer to the bed, and Saffy blocked me.

"Umm. The beds not made yet..." she said. Her hands gesturing to a pile of lump on her bed. I thought I saw something dark sticking out.

"I can see that, but I just wanna sit down on the bed,"

"There's a chair there! Sit there!" She despreratly pushed me to a chair. I could hear how frantic her voice was. What was she hiding from me?

"Pfft. Ughhhhh..." A deep voice came out from the bed. I turned around and ran towards it while pulling the covers.

"SAFFY! WHAT IS DANNY DOING IN YOUR ROOM?" I screamed at her.

"SHH!" She shushed me, and banged the room door.

"Why is Danny Jones in your bed?!" I tried to say quietly but my voice came out harsh.

"Well, he was drunk last night and I didn't know what to do with him. So I brought him here and I SWEAR we didn't do anything!" she said real fast. Her face was all scrunched up and panic-y. It was kind of funny and I knew Saffy didn't want to have sex with a guy who's drunk. She was way too romantic for that. She wanted to lose her virginity on the beach when it's sunset. I read it in her dairy, which I found in her underwear drawer. I don't normally read other peoples personal things but I just suddenly came across it. Wait. That doesn't mean I look through peoples undies but...Well, I like reading Saffy's diary because...it's juicy. She writes EVERYTHING in there. Even the stuff which she doesn't tell me like the time when she put green food colouring in her pool. Everyone thought it was her brother and when her dad went swimming, his chest hairs got green (let me tell you, it wasn't a pretty sight) and her brother got grounded, which included he couldn't bring Sherlene out on a date (Sherlene's the most stuck-up bitch you could come across. She has never put her feet in a pair of shoes twice. In fact, she use to have a thing for my brother and started to befriend me. I actually fell for it, and when my brother died, she ditched me there and then.) and he is now labeled a LOSER at school. Apparently, Saffy never admitted she was the one who coloured the pool.

"Where am I?" I heard a whisper from beneath the bed covers. Danny's awake. "Saffy?"

"Ahh. Well, you were...friggendrunklastnightandIdidn'tknowwhattofriggendoandsoIbroughtyouhere." Okey. That was fast. Even for Saffy.

"Say wha-"

"Sera? You're dad's on the phone!" I heard Rose call out from the corridor.

"SHIT! I don't think she'd like it if she saw Danny there!" I pulled Danny into the bathroom and told him to shut up. Then I flushed the toilet to make it look like I just got out from the toilet.

"Yess!! COMING!" I called out. I gave Saffy a do-something look and she just stood there helplessly. Rose soon came into the room and looked at Saffy in her bedclothes. I quickly kicked Dannys clothes from last night under the bed before Rose could see it.

"Not up yet Saffy?" Rose said.

"Uhh. I am now. I'm just gonna make the bed then I'll get something to eat." Saffy desparately wanted Rose to leave the room.

"How about I help you make the bed?" Rose offered kindly.

"Nooo. I'm sure you have better things to do. Well, bye now!" Saffy practically pushed Rose while I dragged Rose out of the room. That was...a close one. This was definitely going into Saffy's diary.

Meanwhile...

Tom's POV

"Hey! Anyone of you know wher Danny is?" I came into Harry's place and found Fletch talking on his phone while Dougie and Harry were sitting on the sofa, not talking. Okey, this was new.

"Yehh. Where's Danny?" Dougie came up and talked to me.

"Dude, what happened to your nose?!" I looked over at Harry and his nose was very red and it looked as if blood had recently came out.

"What does it look like?!"

"No need to get all emotional dude,"

"What about Danny?" Dougie cut in.

"Yeh, I went to his house, he wasn't there. Wait, lemme call him," I punched in Danny's number. I sat on the sofa and Dougie and Harry were acting really weird. Usually they would run around being stupid like the idiots they are but now, they were glaring at each other. After three tones Danny finally picked up the phone, or so I thought.

"Dan! Where are you?"

"Hello???"

"Crap! What happened to your voice? You sound like a girl!"

"Omigod. Is this Tom?"

"Heyy! This ain't Danny!"

"DUH! Uh, do you think you could pick Danny up?"

"Huh? Where's Dan?"

"Well, that's what I need help with! Can you pick him up?"

"Uhh. This is odd. Where's Danny?" My mind was blank. What happened to Danny? And this girl who picked up the phone didn't sound like she was from here.She gave me the address and directions on how to get there. I turned back to Doug and Harry.

"Who wants to go with me to pick Danny up?"

"I'm not going if Harry's going," Dougie said.

"Well, I'm not going if Doug's doing," Harry replied back.

"Fine then! I'm going!" Dougie pulled my hand and led me out of the house.

"Tom's my friend too you know!" Harry ran after us.

"Where you guys going?" Fletch asked us.

"Just picking Danny up,"

"Where is he?"

"Dunno," I started the car before Fletch could ask us anymore questions. I wonder what's with Harry & Dougie.