Disclaimer: As always, do not own McFly or their flat building sadly. Ha, Dougie burys his lizards in the back yard :

A/N: New chapter yay, I'm adding like four chapters at once though ha. Comment if you like it!

Chapter One

My body ached all over, probably because of sleeping in such an odd position last night. I twisted and realized that I wasn't sitting in my chair anymore and that I was in a very fluffy bed. My eyes opened and I groggily looked around and sat up, this wasn't my room…this wasn't my bed…That's when I looked down.

"THIS ISN'T MY BODY!" I said screaming as I let out an anguished cry and stumbled out of the bed.

"Dougie?" A tired voice said, "Mate, you alright?" A guy, who looked to be in his 20's, stood in the doorway in just his boxers…oh man…he's got a nice chest…

"Er…" I said and figured I must have been turning bright red.

"You better not be getting sick on me! Last time you got sick we all did, and that was bad, very bad." The guy said frowning.

"Uh.."
"Lost your voice have ya?" the guy said laughing in a thick accent, from where I'm not sure yet. I gathered up the bed covers and dived back in the bed.

"Fine, stay in bed," he said and threw his hands up as he left, "But remember, Tom and Harry are coming at noon which is like in 20 minutes!" Tom and Harry?! Who were they? Who was he? WHO AM I?!?! I crawled out of bed again and wandered into what I assumed was the bathroom because of the sign on the door and looked at my new found body in the mirror. I was a boy obviously, kind of short, with longish sandy blonde hair and the cutest smile. His eyes were a grayish blue and he had punk like earrings and a massive tattoo all over his right shoulder and the word athlete's on his foot. If I had ever seen him on the street I would of asked him his name, he had that thing that attracted girls to him…great I'm attracted to myself?!

"Doug, you okay in there?" the guy who showed up in just his boxers said again.

"Yes?" I squeaked out and leaned against the door of the bathroom, "Just washing up?"

"You're squeaking?" he asked confused.

"IT'S NOTHING JUST HAPPENED TO STEP ON MYSELF!"

"Clumsy Dougie, always getting into trouble…" I heard the other guy say as he voice got distant and noises came from another flat across the way. I gave a relieved sigh and hopped out of the bathroom into the bedroom and found a closet. After picking out these kind of short pants, a shirt with some skateboard company across it, a pair of big tennis shoes from ecline or etnie or something, and a knit hat with a fox on it. I decided to look around this place if I was going to be stuck here and figured out a lot about this 'Dougie'. He was in a band called McFly, the boy who walked in here was Danny and is in the band along with a Tom and a Harry, he liked lizards, he liked pornos, he lived in England, he has a sister named Jazzie, and he defiantly plays the bass. Great, so I got my wish but I ended up in a famous bass player's body who just happened to be a boy and lived ACROSS THE OCEAN?! God has a sense of humor I swear. I finished looking around and brushed this boy's hair a bit more since it was so unruly looking and put the knit hat over it. I meandered down the hall and found the Danny boy dressed and at a big sound system thing with speakers and booth…it was a bit confusing.

"Aye, Doug, you finally decided to get dressed." Danny said laughing. I nodded and sat down on the couch behind him and brought my knees to my chest and took deep breaths, how was I going to get through this? Being a guy is one of the oddest experiences, but being a famous guy would be even worse…everyone would know him…

"Seriously mate, what's wrong?" Danny said with a serious look in his blue eyes. I noticed he had dark brown curly hair now that I wasn't freaking out and a nice smile actually.

"Well…" I was about to say when voices came from down the stairs and footsteps could be heard. Two guys walked in and waved. The taller one, with long shaggy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes sat beside me and hugged me.

"Aw, Douglas is sick again?" he asked sniggering as I stiffend up.

"I'm not sure; he's acting so weird and silent this morning, freaked out in his loo on me." Danny said with a frown as he turned back to the large computer.

"Harry?" the other one said, a shorter guy with dark brown kinda short hair and one dimple, as he lifted a couple bags.

"Yes Thomas?"

"Care to help or are you just gonna be a fat lard and sit on your arse?" the one, who I figured out was Tom, replied and laughed.

"Fine, fine. I was just worried about Dougie here, Dan says he's been acting weird." Harry said as he put his hands up in defense and got up to head over to Tom. Tom handed him some of the bags and walked over towards me where I was sitting and watching the floor.
"Oh bloody hell, he's not sick with that virus again is he? You didn't let him out at night drunk again did you?" Tom asked as he felt my forehead and then looked at Danny.

"Well he did fall asleep on his skate ramp last night…"
"What was he doing out there?!" Harry asked with a really high twang to his accent. Danny just shrugged and turned back to his computer.

"I'm…I'm fine. Just tired I guess." I said smiling. Tom gave a concerned nod and headed off to help Harry with whatever was in those bags…hell how was I gonna get out of this mess?