TITLE: Life Is a Rollercoaster

RATING: PG-13/ R in places

AUTHOR/S: Hannah

FIC DISCLAIMER: This story is for entertainment purposes only. Any link to real characters is purely fictional. Any reference to Take That or their families, and any event, location that may fit their real locations or connection between them and the fictional characters is purely coincidental. The copyright for this story and their own characters belong to the author. Please do not steal/copy or use them without express permission of the writer.

SETTING: Anywhere and everywhere

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Jason Orange (of Take That fame) is my true love and stories about him are one of the best types of story. I just hope you like it. This is the sequel to my story, Once Upon A Dream. I know this has been an extremely long time coming but I hope you like it :) I'm sorry to all of my lovely readers for the long wait but I've had a lot going on at home and my muse decided to vanish so I had a bit of writers block :/ however, I should hopefully have updates more often now :)

Chapter 13 – The School Reunion

2 weeks later

"You sure you're up for this, Kel?" I asked, as I started pinning my hair up into place.

"Yeah I am. Besides, I've gotta leave them at some point, so now's a better time than ever," Kelly replied, as she took the last of the rollers out of her hair. I smiled at her.

"Guess you're right, babe," I answered, looking up as there was a knock on the bedroom door. Jay walked in with a cuppa for both of us and smiled softly at him.

"Me and How are ready, babes. Thought that since you two will take like another 2 hours to get ready, you'd need something to keep you going," he said, winking cheekily at me as he put the cups on the bedside table. Kelly had a mock look of offence on her face as she poked Jay in the arm. I just rolled my eyes at him then kissed his cheek before he went back out, leaving Kelly and I to finish getting ready.

"This'll be a bit weird," I commented, as our car pulled up outside the Adelphi Hotel.

"Too right it will…" Kelly trailed off as our driver opened the door. Jay stepped out and took my hand before Howard and Kelly got out of the car. I gulped nervously before walking inside. I could hear music from the function room as we walked further inside.

"Hannah! Kelly!" I heard the familiar voice of our old form teacher, Mr Stanley, call out from the door of the function room. I smiled at him and walked over to greet him.

"Long time, no see, sir. How are you?" I asked politely, accepting the glass of wine Jay had picked up of the tray of a passing waiter.

"I'm very well, thank you. How are the two most famous members of my form doing?" he replied with a cheeky grin. I blushed a little as Kelly answered the question.

"We're fine thanks, sir. Just still adjusting to parenthood and being with two members of Take That," she said. I grinned at her before bringing Jay forward.

"Mr Stanley, this is my partner, Jay. Babe, my old form tutor, Mr Stanley," I said, as Jay extended his hand and shook Mr Stanley's.

"And this is my gorgeous fiancé, Howard, sir," Kelly stated, indicating her significant other, who also shook hands with our old tutor.

"A pleasure, gentlemen," Mr Stanley said, smiling. "Now go and mingle. I'm sure there's plenty of catching up to be done!" We all smiled at Mr Stanley before walking off into the hustle and bustle of the party to reminisce with all of mine and Kelly's old school friends.

"What an absolute pleasure it is to see so many familiar faces here tonight!" said our former headmistress, Mrs Fletcher, from her position on the small stage. "So much has happened in the 5 years since you all left Liverpool High, since the faculty and myself have seen you all. A lot of you have gone on to uni, others have taken up employment… It'll be so nice to have a good catch-up with all of you. Please, everyone, enjoy yourselves tonight!" We all applauded politely as Mrs Fletcher left the stage, the music resumed and Kelly, Howard, Jay and I were swarmed again for stories and for photographs and autographs.

"Well, well, well… What a surprise this is!" My blood started to boil as I recognized the Cockney twang to the voice. The crowd parted slightly and Danielle's face swam into view.

"You!" I hissed angrily. I felt Jay grab my arm and I saw Howard do the same with Kelly so as to stop both of us pouncing on Danielle.

"What the hell are you doing here, you horrible little bitch?" Kelly spat. I heard the music fade and was aware that all eyes were focused on us and the scene that was unfolding.

"Oh? Harry obviously didn't tell you then? I'm his +1 for the night. Me and him are cousins after all, you know," Danielle answered', smirking, as Harry came into my line of sight and handed her a drink.

"Not getting into any trouble are you, dearest cousin?" Harry asked, sarcastically. He then turned to us and gave me a sly look before continuing to speak. "Oh look, Dani! It's your dear husband, Jason…" He put plenty of emphasis on the word 'husband' and I gritted my teeth; "…and his little mistress." Harry finished speaking as I heard an audible intake of breath from the gathered crowd. Everyone was too stunned to do anything about what was happening in front of them. Tears were threatening to spill from my eyes, as I watched Kelly struggling against Howard's grip to get at Danielle and Harry. Mrs Fletcher finally came to her senses and stepped out of the crowd and between us and Harry & Danielle.

"Mr James, you and your cousin must leave immediately. I will nothave you ruining this reunion for the rest of us," she said, sternly. Both Harry and Danielle rolled their eyes and turned to leave. However, Danielle turned back to me and smirked.

"I'd keep a closer eye on your little DJ, Hannah. You never know who might come to pay him a visit…" With one last wicked cackle, she turned and left with Harry, as my stomach dropped and I felt the colour draining from my face.

"A…Are you alright, Hannah?" came the tentative voice of Mrs Fletcher, as I toyed with Danielle's words in my mind.

"Sh…She couldn't have meant Howard, could she?" Kelly asked nervously and I shook my head as a face filled my mind.

"Dylan…" I breathed. Before anyone could say anything else, I'd grabbed my coat and bag and was out of the door in a flash to hail a taxi. I could hear footsteps behind me. I didn't know who they belonged to but I didn't care. I just needed to know my DJ was safe.

"Hannah? What are you on about? What about Dylan?" came Jay's frantic voice, as tears cascaded down my face.

"D…Don't you s..see? He's the DJ that Danielle meant," I answered, terrified that my worst nightmare was becoming reality.

"I don't get…" Jay began but I cut across him.

"His name is Dylan Jason Orange. DJ!" I snapped, as I was finally able to hail a taxi. Without even waiting for Jay, I got in, gave the driver the address and we sped off without a moment's hesitation.

As I stepped out of the lift at the door of our apartment, I could see that it was already slightly ajar. My stomach dropped even more and fear flooded every particle of me. My hands were shaking uncontrollably as I slowly and cautiously pushed open the door.

"NO!" I screamed. My mum, who'd been babysitting Dylan in the apartment, was lay, unconscious, on the floor, with a giant, bleeding gash to her head. Without another second's pause, I sprinted for Dylan's room. Pushing the door open, my knees buckled at the scene before me. My little boy was gone…