Danny's P.O.V

During the show and after it I felt as if something was really wrong, Fletch kept looking around as if he were getting nervous about something and he just couldn't stop moving. Dougie had that look on his face, every time he looked at me he would turn away and it felt as if he were hiding something.

That boy wasn't really good at hiding secrets, well; he is good at hiding secrets, unless it's really serious. Then he would always wanna tell someone about it, but not do it anyway.

That's the way he is, together we walked towards the bus and I couldn't help but notice that Sam was limping, looking very much in pain while Holly was pale and looked somewhat thinner. I was just about to run to them when my cell phone vibrated.

"Hello," I said and heard a girl starting to scream at me, she was sobbing and I didn't understand what she was trying to say, all I heard was: How could you cheat on me you bastard? I thought our relationship had been real. "I don't know you, who are you?"

I just asked and got a weird glance from Dougie, he still wasn't over the "I'm your father business", but then again, why would he be? To have your father call you and wanna be all friends again isn't something that happens every day.

"I love you Danny," she said and I sighed deeply, I had no idea that there were any downsides to the fame, getting calls from crazy girl who apparently thought that we we're in some kind of relationship was just scary, and the girl who calls me constantly must be plain stupid. "We are going to be together, I swear."

I hung up just as Fletch opened the door, we all walked in and that's when we saw the mess. Everything had been thrown around, clothes were lying all over the place, and it looked like a tornado had gone through it. Basically it looked like shit, I saw Fletch's face getting redder and redder every second that went by, Sam stood behind Harry who had a proud smile on his face as he watched me.

"Who did this?" he asked and everyone shock their heads, muttering about not knowing anything, Dougie stood closer to me and leaned over.

"Could it be your stalker?" he asked and I shook my head, she wasn't really a stalker was she? I mean sure she would call me at random hours of the day, she would tell me that she loved me and that we we're meant for each other but that was it, sure it was freaky and weird but she wasn't a stalker, right?

"Who's stalker?" Fletch asked and turned around, I swear, that man had super hearing, he can hear anything, and he uses it to his advantage, it's almost impossible to keep a secret in this bus, or whenever he's around at all for that matter. "Danny, Dougie, why is it that I always have trouble with the two of you?"

"It's not Dan's fault he got a crazy stalker following him around Fletch," Sam said and I shook my head, as Fletch turned around and watched her with a cruel grin on his face, Sam smiled poorly at me, and for a moment I saw fear in her face before she smiled as usual at me. "Cut the boys some slack will you."

"Stay out of this Samantha," Fletch said and Sam stopped talking, to my happiness, I didn't want him doing anything more to her today, or ever really.

But who was I to stop him, sure I'm older than Sam, she's my best friend and I'm supposed to take care of her, I'm the one who is supposed to make sure that she never gets hurt. I felt my eyes burn and I just stared at Sam, who watched Fletch as he left us.

For some reason all of us just stood there, not wanting to move or say anything. All I could think was that I hadn't protected Sam, someone had been hurting her for a long time and I couldn't do anything to help her, what kind of a best friend was I?

Without saying anything to the others I walked back in the bus and lay down, just watching the roof, feeling the movements of the bus.

"Why didn't you tell us you had a crazy stalker?" Sam asked as soon as she walked in the room, she lay down next to me and I smiled happily as I felt her skin against my own, this was probably what I loved most about having her as my best friend, she would always be there for me, no matter what.

"I guess I didn't really think it was that important," I just answered smiling down at her, hearing the others whispering quietly among each other about god knows what. "There's been so much going on here, and I didn't wanna tell you guys about something that may not be as important."

"I'm your best friend Dan," she whispered and smiled at me, I felt her stroke my lower abdomen with her knuckles and I smiled sadly at her. "I want you to tell me everything that goes on, even if you don't think that it's important. And you can always talk to me about anything and you know that I will never lie to you."

"You will never lie to me?" I asked and she nodded her head, I could see tears starting to form in her eyes, and I placed my arms around her waist before pulling her closer to me, kissing her head as she started sobbing, I thought that it we brought the girls then the tour would be much more fun and exciting, but it seems as if it only got dramatic, maybe to dramatic for my taste. "I need you to tell me what I can do to save you from this,"

She looked up at me, surprise in her eyes as she sobbed quietly.

"We're best friends Sammy," I whispered and smiled at her, feeling terrible that I had let someone hurt her, for some reason, every time I saw her crying that came to my mind and I could never ever stop wondering why she didn't tell me from the beginning. "I can't be here, knowing that you're getting hurt, and so I need for you to tell me what I can do, to save you."

"You can't," she whispered, and those words scared me more than anything, that she for a moment thought that I couldn't help her, or maybe that she didn't think that I would, I'm not sure what hurts the most, maybe both of them.

"There has to be something Sam," he I said and she smiled at me.

"Just be you," she said laughing quietly. "Don't get yourself kicked out of the band, don't make Fletch angry and please, stay away from your crazy stalker girl, her real name being Mikayla."

"Mikayla?" I asked and she showed me a note where it said that she loved me. "Oh, don't worry I don't plan on meeting her ever, ever."

"Good," she closed her eyes and leaned her head onto my chest, for a few moments I just breathed in her sent, and then closer my own eyes … I weren't planning on ever meeting that Mikayla, she sounded like a lunatic.