Hello guys, and girls!
Here's another chapterrr!
Time for Ally's papa!
xoxo
After the trip to the beach, Dougie and Ally were much closer than before, and the other bandmates were happy that Dougie was finally settling down. Packing up for their new album recording in the studios this morning, Dougie decided to ring up Ally to ask if she wanted to come along with Rachel, since today was a Saturday.
Flipping open his phone, he punched in Ally's number and waited while the line got through. Playing with his lipring, Dougie moved about his room trying to find his plectrum.
Click. 'Hello?' Ally's tired voice rang out into the phone, making Dougie chuckle silently.
'Hey, still sleeping?'
'Uh huh. I'm so… so… ti…red.' Dougie laughed at her feeble attempt to stifle her yawn.
'Anyways, the band's going to the studios for recordings today,' finally finding his plectrum, Dougie tucked it into his pockets and brought his guitar down into the living room. 'So I was wondering if you and Rachs would like to come and see us, but hearing you're so tired,' Dougie walked into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast and sat down between Danny and Tom, 'why don't you just stay home. I'll go over when we're done.'
'Nah, it's okay. I'm up already, I'll just go wake up Rach this minute. But give me a sec alright, because it's being proven a challenge to wake up that piece of log.' Dougie laughed loudly, earning an offended look from Tom, who was in the midst of drinking his coffee. Hearing a knock on the door, he heard Ally whispered, 'I'll see you later then, I love you.'
The three words made Dougie smile inwardly as the other bandmates looked at him with knowing looks on their faces. 'I love you too.'
With a snap, Dougie closed his phone and turned back to the others who were now staring and smirking at him. As if on cue, Tom, Harry and Danny laughed out loud together; this made Dougie turn red in the face.
'What?' he mumbled with a mouth full of half-chewed toast.
Tom made a disgusted face at him and continued as though he did not see the gross chewing in his mouth. 'You were looking like a lovesick puppy.'
'Talk about yourself Tommy boy, you should've looked at the state you're in every time you see Giovanna. It's hilarious.' Dougie retorted.
Danny laughed and pouted, eyes glazed over with a faraway look. Holding his hands up to resemble a phone, he mouthed the words 'I love you too.' This caused the others to break out into hysterical laughters again.
Rolling his eyes, Dougie turned back to his toast then turned back to Danny again, this time, with a smirk on his lips.
'Ally's coming over to the studio later,' He paused dramatically, taking a sip of the coffee, 'Rachs coming too, just so you know.'
He watched in contentment at the color draining from Danny's face while he scrambled off his chair, running up the stairs with loud, thundering steps back to his closet. Poking his head out through the doorway, Danny shouted in his booming Bolton accent, with an annoyed look on his face, 'Dude! Why didn't you tell me earlier?'
'Well, you were too busy mocking me,' Dougie shot back in a nonchalant voice.
Soon after, the front door of the McFly house opened and closed while balls of footsteps could be heard echoing through the hallway. Looking up, Harry, Tom and Dougie realized it was Fletch, their manager.
'Boys, are you ready?' Fletch asked, looking at each of them, frowning at Danny's absence, he turned to Tom and asked, 'Where's Dans?'
Tom was about to answer when Dougie beat him to it. 'He's busy playing dress up.'
Snickering at his own little joke, the others in the kitchen gave Dougie a that-was-so-whatever look. Shrugging his shoulders, the kitchen's attention was brought back to Danny, who was looking so smartly dressed, one would think that he was going for a formal meeting instead of a studio recording.
'Jesus Dans! What're you wearing?' Fletch muttered, staring at Danny with his mouth wide open.
'What?' blinking a few times, Danny shrugged his shoulders and got ready to leave for the studios.
'C'mon already dudes,' Danny told the others, frowning at his watch, 'We're late.'
'Alright, boys, let's go.' Fletch said as he opened the door and made his way out towards the garage where Tom's mini cooper was.
Whipping out his cellphone, Dougie text Ally to inform her to meet them in the studios instead, since they were already late for their recording.
– In the studios –
McFly were now back in their studio, working on their upcoming album, Wonderland.
'Hey guys, let's start with Too Close for Comfort.' Tom said, strumming his guitar to make sure the chords were all in tune.
Taking their places, Harry gave the count for the start of the song and soon, the boys were strumming their guitars and drumming the drums to the melody of the song.
I never meant the things I said
To make you cry
Can I say I'm sorry
It's hard to forget
And yes I regret
All these mistakes
I don't know why you're leaving me
But I know you must have your reasons
There's tears in your eyes
I watch as you cry
But it's getting late
Was I invading in on your secrets
Was I too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
What was I just about to discover
When I got too close for comfort
Driving you home
Guess I'll never know
Outside, Ally and Rachel pushed open the studio's door to hear the melodious sounds of the guitars and the rhythmic beats of the drum. Creeping across the room, Ally set down the food on the table beside the sofa and crossed the room to where Rachel was sitting, being careful to not make any noise. Settling comfortably beside Rachel, Ally looked at Dougie playing his bass through the glass window, and couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked when he was playing his guitar.
Remember when we scratched our names into the sand
And told me you loved me
But now that I find
That you've changed your mind
I'm lost for words
And everything I feel for you
I wrote down on one piece of paper
The one in your hand
You won't understand
How much it hurts to let you go
Was I invading in on your secrets
Was I too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
What was I just about to discover
I got too close for comfort
Driving you home
Guess I'll never know
The door of the studio opened slowly as a middle aged man clad in a suit walked in, followed by what seems like his assistance. Looking up at them, the man smiled at Ally while she did the same, but watched his eyes trailed down to her neck, to where her necklace was. Feeling a sense of uneasiness, she peeled her eyes off of the man and turned her attention once again to the band, and also to Dougie, whose solo was coming up.
All this time you've been telling me lies
Hidden in bags that are under your eyes
And when I asked you I knew I was right
At this precise moment, Dougie look up from his bass and upon seeing Ally, put on a large grin and started singing his solo, looking straight into her hazel green eyes, he sang, the song like an essay that was for only Ally. Smiling at him in return, Ally marveled at how great Dougie's voice sounded, and hoped he could sing to her more often.
But if you turn your back on me now
When I need you most
But you chose to let me down, down, down
Breaking their eye contact, Ally turned to her right side to see Rachel staring dreamily at Danny who was now singing his part. Snickering at her friend's dreamy look, Ally turned back to the band and refused to look at the man behind her, even though she could feel his eyes burning into her back.
Won't you think about what you're about to do to me
And back down...
Was I invading in on your secrets
Was I too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
What was I just about to discover
I got too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
(Yeh yeh yeh)
What was I just about to discover
When I got too close for comfort
Driving you home
I guess I'll never know...
When the song ended, Ally and Rachel stood up from their seat and started clapping furiously, but stopped when everyone turned to look at them with amusement on their faces. Blushing, the two girls fell silent and flopped onto their seat, mentally kicking one another for making an embarrassment out of them. They watched the boys set aside their instruments and walked out of the door, with Dougie rushing straight for Ally who was quickly swept into his arms and Danny rushing for Rachel to start their 'little' snogging session.
A loud 'ahem' broke the two couples apart, with Fletch looking at the man clad in suit apologetically, while Tom and Harry tried hard to hide their sniggering, which ended up in howls of laughter seconds later.
'Do you mind introducing these two beautiful ladies to me?' the man asked Dougie and Danny politely, smiling in amusement at their public display of affections.
Blushing lightly at having being complimented, Ally and Rachel looked towards Dougie and Danny for answers. Before any of them could respond, Fletch had opened his mouth and spoken up for them in the most professional voice the girls had ever heard him use.
'Mr Baxton, this is Rachel Winters,' Fletch pointed out to Mr Baxton then turned to Ally, 'and Alyssa Perrington. Girls, this is Mr Baxton, the boss of McFly's label company.' He ended smugly, making Ally look at him in annoyance.
Mr Baxton's eyes widened at the sound of Ally's name, and gave a small, unnaturally squeak-like cough. Regaining his composure, he looked at Ally and then back to the necklace on her neck. Under the intense staring of the man, Ally began edging nearer towards Dougie, grabbing his hands for a sense of comfort at the same time.
'May I see your necklace?' Mr Baxton enquired, still not taking his eyes off her. Looking up at Dougie who was squeezing her hand gently to reassure her, Ally suddenly realized the awkward silence that hung over the studio room like a dark cloud, while everyone was staring at her and Mr Baxton in confusement. Nodding her head skeptically, Ally removed the necklace gingerly and placed it into Mr Baxton's outstretched palm.
Walking back to Dougie's side, Ally thought of what her necklace had to do with Mr Baxton. But her thoughts were soon broken by a loud gasp that had escaped from the man. Looking up, Ally found Mr Baxton's eyes brimming with tears before he had the ability to croak out a weak, 'Mily.'
Ally's mind began to race. Who the hell is he, she thought, looking into Mr Baxton's eyes, she found a startling similarity between them; they had the same eye color. It couldn't be, could it? Shaking her head, she looked up at Mr Baxton, hard, coldness in her hazel greens.
'Can I have that back?' without waiting for an answer, Ally snatched the chain from Mr Baxton, who was now gapping at her reaction in astonishment. Letting go from Dougie's grip, Ally walked over to the couch, gathered her things and walked out through the door without a second word, Dougie in tow behind her.
'Al! Honey! Wait!' Dougie called out, running after Ally who was walking so fast, she could have passed off as being running.
Turning around, Ally looked at Dougie who was now staring at her in concern, before squatting down onto the floor and wrapped her arms around herself, fingering the necklace tightly. Looking at Ally so broken and tiny again, Dougie hurried forward and took her into his arms, kissing her forehead lightly. Both of them were just enjoying each other's presence when Mr Baxton came hurrying towards them, alone.
'Mily, wait!' the couple turned around and looked at the middle-aged man.
Ally's hazel greens held a comprehensive look in them. But as Dougie stared into her eyes, he could see a little of something else. Fear. Squeezing her hand again to let her know he was here for her, Dougie watched as Mr Baxton started to edge towards Ally, but Ally was backing away from him.
'Don't you remember me?' Mr Baxton was looking at Ally with hurt in his haz-, wait! Hazel green eyes. Gosh. Dougie thought at the coincidence, since having hazel green eyes were not very common.
'I'm your father, your necklace was given to your mommy by me.' Mr Baxton said, sighing at the reaction he was receiving from Ally.
'You liar. Get away from me.' With that, Ally ran into the lift without even waiting for Dougie.
Watching Ally run into the lift, Dougie turned to Mr Baxton. Even though he was angry with him for hurting Ally, he still felt a pang of sympathy for the old man. Sighing, he turned and followed Ally.
'I'll try to help you, Mr Baxton. But for the meantime, give her some time alone.' With that, Dougie walked into the other opened lift and thought of the possible places Ally could have gone to.
There ya go,
sorry for not updating.
it's been a rather busy week for me, with projects and stuffs.
i'm practically buried till my eyes in the amount of schoolwork i have.
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xoxo.
