Sorry for the wait! School is killing me! Anyway, a new chapter! Massive thanks to everyone who reviewed/followed/favourited! Love you all to bits! Also, a bit of slightly descripted sex-like-something in this chapter! No real sex, but just a bit of teasing, just so you know!

Disclaimer: I don't own McFly, this is Pure Fiction. I make no money of this and it's just for yours and mine enjoyment. I also don't own Jack and Finn Harries (Jacksgap). Everything you don't recognize is mine, everything you do recognize is not mine. Simple eh?

Warnings: Language, violence and kissing and stuff -I can't write smut- and boy/boy relationship. Don't like don't read!

Previous on iawiaw: "God you were a tease today." Harry growled softly, kissing Dougie's neck. Dougie laughed. "Why don't you repay the favour?" He said with a wicked grin and pulled Harry towards the bedroom.

It was a nice and calm morning in the (Poynter-)Judd household. Two man were sleeping in the master bedroom, cuddling into each other, completely naked. The pair was, unfortunately, woken up by a phone. Harry recognized the ringtone and picked it up, still half asleep. Dougie's head was resting on his chest, barely awake. "Harry Judd." Harry mumbled. A familiar chuckle greeted him. "Morning sleepyhead, still in bed?" Tom said, Harry could practically hear him grin. "Tom why in fucks name are you calling met at….seven in the morning?" Harry glared at his alarm clock. It was way too early to be awake, especially after such eventful night. "I'm hurt Harry, not even a good morning!" Tom said. "It was a good morning until you woke me up." Harry growled back. "Now what is it?"

Dougie had fallen asleep again, his warm breath creating a nice distraction for Harry. "I'm calling to ask how it went yesterday." Tom said. "You know, with the Dragons and all." Harry groaned and propped himself up, causing Dougie to slide head down into Harry's lap. Harry's eyes widened and he started to shuffle, trying to get Dougie of him. He needed to concentrate damnit! "What on earth are you doing?" Tom asked amused. Harry growled again. "Trying to untangle myself from my sheets." He hissed. Dougie finally rolled off him, mumbling in his sleep. "What was that?" Damn, Tom's hearing was way to sharp. "What? You heard something?" Harry asked. "No, never mind." Tom muttered. "Anyway, you want me to report? Now? At seven o'clock in the morning?" Harry asked, still annoyed. "Yep." Tom answered, popping the P. "It went okay, nothing special. They're doing exactly what Dougie told us, calling lots and lots of people. Most of them will be arriving in two days' time, according to Dougie." Harry said. "That's it?" Tom asked, sceptically. "Yeah, well I also know where their headquarters are but I won't be telling you that. Wouldn't matter anyway because you can't get in without a member." Tom laughed. "Says who?" "I do, trust me on this Tom. Even if you wanted to break in, you won't succeed. It's a maze, literally." Harry explained with a smile. Tom was silent for a minute. "That's really it?" He asked. "Yeah, can I go back to sleep now?" Harry asked, sounding like a whiny kid. Tom laughed. "Sleep tight!" Harry groaned and put his phone down.


Dougie rolled back, cuddling into Harry's chest. "Whowassat?" He mumbled. Harry chuckled. "Tom." He muttered. "Whadidywan?" Dougie buried his face in the crook of Harry's neck, his hot breath sending shivers down Harry's spine. "He wanted to know what happened yesterday, so I told him. Hope you don't mind." Harry closed his eyes and relaxed back into his bed. "You told him everything?" Harry looked down, Dougie had one eyebrow raised and a smirk firmly in place. Harry rolled his eyes. "Shut up Poynter." Harry grumbled. Dougie flinched and rolled away. Harry immediately propped himself up on one elbow.

"Dougie, what's wrong?" He asked concerned. Dougie shook his head. "Nothing, don't worry." Harry huffed. "Not nothing! What's wrong?" Dougie curled up into a ball. "It's stupid, I should be over it." Dougie's voice was muffled and Harry could see his shoulders shake. He pulled the boy close to his chest. "Sssh, it's okay. It's okay. Don't worry." Harry whispered in his ear, stroking Dougie's hair, trying to calm him down. He could feel hot tears on his chest and he began to panic slightly. What was wrong? Had he done something? Had he hurt Dougie? What was going on?

"I'm just being stupid." Dougie grumbled frustrated. "It's the past, it's over and done with. I should be over it. It's the past." Harry hugged him even tighter. "What's wrong Dougie?" He asked softly. He had only knew this boy for a couple of weeks and he wasn't even sure what they were, but he really wanted to keep this boy safe. Dougie refused to talk. Harry cradled him closer. "C'mon Dougie, please explain! Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you? What's wrong?" Dougie shook his head. "You…you didn't do-do anything wr-wrong." Dougie stuttered. "Then what happened Dougie? Please explain, I want to help you!" Harry asked desperately. Dougie was shaking in his arms, clearly having some internal battle.

"Do…do you remember when…when I told you I…I had been u-used before?" Dougie mumbled finally, refusing to remove his face from Harry's chest. Harry took a deep breath. "Yes…" He said tentatively. "When I was y-younger I re-refused to join the gang ri-right? Well, I…I had to get money for…for my sisters and I was young so I was stupid and naïve and I got in trouble and then I got in really bad trouble one time and then he…he saved me." Dougie was rambling now and Harry's heart was aching. "He saved me and I was just so relieved and he helped me getting some kind of job, nothing good…I was still young and stupid. I…I mean I was just fourteen years old and I was stupid and he was nice to me and romantic and kind but then he-he changed." Dougie was breathing fast and hard, he was obviously lightly panicking. "He started…started to hurt me a-and he threatened my…my sisters and-and he said that I had…had to do wh-what he said and he…he forced me…me to…"He trailed of. Harry felt the tears once again. "He…he sold me Harry. He sold me like a fucking wh-whore. He started beating me and forcing me to sell drugs and…and…" He was crying now, for real. Harry held him even tighter.

"Sssh, it's okay. It's okay. Sssh. It's okay Dougie, he can't hurt you anymore. You're safe. You're safe Dougie." Dougie calmed down a bit. He was still crying, but he breathed more normally. "He always called me Poynter and he always told me to shut up and go away after we had…had sex…so when you said it I just kind of…." Dougie explained. Harry lifted Dougie's chin. "It's okay, I understand. Just know that I will never hurt you okay? I would never do that to you. Never." Dougie smiled slightly. "Thank you." He said softly. Harry whipped his tears away from his cheeks. "Let's go and make some breakfast, shall we?" Harry said softly. Dougie smiled again.


They were sitting in the living room, mindlessly watching TV, when a phone started ringing. Dougie immediately picked it up. "Yeah?" Harry grinned. Typical. Of course Dougie wouldn't say his name. Cute. He stood up to make some tea, giving Dougie some privacy. "What do you mean you can't get it done? I didn't ask you to solve world peace!" Harry grinned at the annoyed answers coming from Dougie. "No, you can't. No. No! I said no god damnit!" Harry was now chuckling. "How can you be so fucking stupid? Did your mom drop ya on the head? IT'S NO!" Harry walked back inside, carrying two cups of tea, laughing heartily. "Hard job?" He asked with a grin. Dougie muttered irritated under his breath. "Those stupid idiots didn't get all the names, so they wanted to get into the database. They know they aren't allowed in the database and they still tried! Can you believe those idiots? Aaargh!" Dougie let himself fall back on the sofa, putting his hands over his eyes.

Harry sat down next to him, giving him his tea and throwing his arm around the younger boy. "Ah don't worry Dougs, I'm sure your little tirade made them realize the errors of their ways." Dougie playfully punched his shoulder. "Not funny." He grumbled. Harry started playing with Dougie's hair, watching the telly again. Dougie leaned in, sighing contently. "I like it when you do that." He mumbled softly, Harry smiled. "Good, because I like doing it." They felt into a comfortable silence. "So are we going to be lazy for the rest of the day?" Harry eventually asked. Dougie shrugged. "There is nothing I have to do to be honest. As long as the headquarters don't have any problems. I have to visit this evening to sort out the whole mess with the database, but that's it really." They fell back in their comfortable silence.

Suddenly Dougie's phone rang, causing him to groan in frustration. He looked at the screen and smiled. "Lo Joyce." Harry suddenly got an idea. Even though Dougie had made up for the teasing last night, Harry wanted to have a little more suitable payback. "No, I don't really." Dougie said. Harry slowly ran his hand over Dougie's tight, making him stutter. "N-no nothing Joyce, go on." Harry's grin widened. He slowly brought his lips towards Dougie's neck, breathing softly, causing Dougie to shiver. "Of course, we would love that!" Dougie said, trying to shuffle away from those evil lips. Harry had, unfortunately, his arm still around Dougie's shoulders. "Yes, I'll ask him. No problem. Yes, bye Joyce!" Dougie all but threw his phone away. He immediately locked his lips with Harry's, running his hands through the dark locks.

"That was really, really mean!" He said when they finally had to break apart. "Payback for this morning honey." Harry said with a grin. Dougie looked at him confused. "I was on the phone with my Tom, my boss, and one of my best friends who's way too smart for his own good and you decided to sleep on my lap. My naked lap." Harry explained. Dougie fell into hysterics. "Oh god! Why wasn't I awake? Oh the possibilities!" He managed to breath out between his laughs. Harry playfully pushed him off the sofa. "Now look who's being mean!" He said. Dougie only laughed harder.

"So, what did your sister want?" Harry asked, still smiling smugly. Dougie grumbled, climbed back on the sofa and dropped his head in Harry's neck, breathing softly. "She wants in." Dougie mumbled, lips lightly touching Harry's neck. "In?" Harry asked, his voice a bit rougher than normal. "Yeah, she wants to meet us at some café to decide what she can do to help us, with the plan." Dougie explained, lightly sucking Harry's neck. Harry groaned softly, he could feel Dougie smiling. "Fucking tease." He grumbled. "You started!" Dougie said in a sing-song voice. Harry turned his head around and lifted Dougie's chin. They softly kissed, but it soon turned passionate. "When does she want to speak with us?" Harry asked between kisses. "Around four…café in the town centre….we have time.." Dougie managed to get out. Harry drew back and looked Dougie straight in the eyes. "Bedroom, now."


Harry followed Dougie into the little café. It wasn't really a café, it mostly sold smoothies and cupcakes. Harry was taking a wild guess, but something told him that Joyce had chosen the place. They quickly spotted the Poynter sisters and they sat down.

"So, what do you guys want?" A broad smiling waitress asked. Harry's eyes narrowed a bit when she was obviously staring at Dougie. "We would like the cupcake special, a caramel macchiato and a spring smoothie. What do you guys want?" Joyce asked. Harry blinked. "Tea?" He half asked. The waitress nodded. "And what would you like honey?" She asked Dougie with a sickening sweet smile. Harry all but flinched. "A coffee please." Dougie said and Harry was pleased to note that Dougie was looking at her with a frown. The waitress left and Zilla's face turned into business.

"I want in." She said. Harry nodded. "I know." He said. "And I know why. Do you think this is a good idea?" He asked. Zilla smiled grimly. "Of course it's not a good idea. But good idea's don't work. If you have a good idea, you won't stop and think about what can go wrong. You're depending on your brilliant idea." She said. Harry quickly looked at Dougie, who shrugged. "She has weird views on things." He said vaguely. "Okay then. What can you offer us?" Harry asked. He had phoned with Tom after his and Dougie's…moment and he had been giving strict instructions. "Information. I know a lot about this city. If you want something, I'll get it for you, I have connections." Harry knew that Zilla was way too emotionally attached to this case. But unlike with other people who got distracted and couldn't think clearly anymore, Zilla got even more focused. Harry figured that if she could have a normal conversation with the twin brother of her missing boyfriend without breaking down in tears, she must be a good one. She generally gave a vibe of being focused, determined and loyal. Harry had always been good at reading people, being a interrogator and all that. "I'll get you an appointment with Tom if Dougie agrees with this. We don't work like the Dragons, sorry." He said. Zilla just nodded.

Soooo, that was it for today folks! Longest chapter to date! Hope you enjoy it and let me know if you've got any ideas for this story! I love different kind of views!