Day Cinco

Currently I wasn't sure what to think in this world as we sat in the kitchen eating lunch that Harry and Tom had somehow made. Now I know Tom is suppose to be the cook but when he thinks about Danny or something he freaks out and burns everything and I mean EVERYTHING. Harry was going on about a new drum kit he wanted and Tom was playing footsie under the table with Danny and kept getting my foot confused with his…the horror…Tom was telling us all about how he secretly writes slash stories based off his and Danny's adventures and Harry was giving me the oddest look through the whole conversation. Finally Danny asked me to run and get some things from the pantry and I ran over into the dark enclosed area as soon as I could, knowing that Harry's eyes were watching me.

"Hi James." I said as I grabbed the beer and turned the light on.

"Hi Doug." James responded as he turned the light back off when I left. I sat back down at the table and realized something.

"James Bourne's in our pantry!" I squealed as everyone stopped what they were doing and rushed to it to find James standing there with a bag.

"James, what are you doing in our bloody pantry?!" Tom asked confused.

"THIS ISN'T THE MALL?" James shouted and we watched him run out the door.

"Did he have a bag?"

"I suspect so, wonder what's in it…" Danny replied with a shrug. I finished lunch and ran upstairs to my room and got on the computer while Tom did the dishes. The one thing is no one knew that I went online a lot and posed as a guy named Peter that liked McFly on things like the McFly boards and on MSN. I signed on and closed my door so no one knew of my doings and saw that this girl I had made friends with was on.

HELENTENNIEONG!!!11:

HIYA PETE PMSL LOLOLOLL!!!!1111

PeteMaster:

Uh hi there Helen

HELENTENNIEONG!!!1:

DID U C THE NEW INTERVIEW MCFLY DID? TOM N DAN R OBVSLY GAY TGTHR

PeteMaster:

Can't say I did, and what make you think that?

HELENTENNIEONG!!!1:

WELL TOM WAS LIKE ALL LOOKIN IN DAN'S PANTS AREA OMGGG THT WULD BE SO HOT RITE:OOO HOPFULY DOUG ISN'T TAKN I WUB HIIIM!!!11

PeteMaster:

As far as I know he's single….but you never know

HELENTENNIEONG!!!1:

OMMGG R U GOING TO THE GIG TM WE CULD MT UP?

PeteMaster:

Er…I'm not sure if I'm going yet…

HELENTENNIEONG!!!:

O WELL THTS NOT PROPER, C U HAF TO GO PEETTTEEEER LOLOLOL

PeteMaster:

I just have…things…to do that take time

HELENTENNIEONG!!!1:

HLD ON K?

I sat there and looked around and soon there was a knock on my door and I quickly hid all my sites and stuff with my itunes and went to get my bedroom door.

"Brought you some cake that we got!" Harry said smiling as he handed me the cake. I smiled and took it and waved as he headed back down the hall.

PeteMaster:

You there?

HELENTENNIEONG!!1:

SOZ HAD TO GIVE SOMEFIN TO MI BRO, I SPIT IN IT THOUGH LOLOL

PeteMaster:

That's not nice…

HELENTENNIEONG!!!1:

WELL HE DSRVES IT K? I WUB DOUGIE DON'T U?

PeteMaster:
You know I like Harry the most

I kept talking to the teenie, who actually was a bit creepy at times, and kept on eating the cake Harry brought me. Who ever made it was a really good cook…maybe I should go find some more…hopefully James won't be there.

Day Seis

This morning I heard noises coming from Harry's room and I wandered down there after taking a shower and getting changed. Somehow he had gotten himself stuck in his own closet with his shirt over his head so I had to pull him out…let's just say that didn't go right. He ended up laying on top of me, his shirt on his arms above his head and his pants falling down and guess who happened to walk in? Tom. He started freaking out and saying things like SORRY SORRY DIDN'T MEAN TO INTERUPPT! I got out of their as quick as I could and ran down the stairs after him.

"Tom, it wasn't…it wasn't what it looked like!" I sputtered out.

"What do you mean; it looked a lot like you were taking off Harry's clothes!" Tom said with a bright red face. And then, in the middle of our discussion, Danny came through the kitchen in nothing but a leotard and one of those tutu things.

"Ello mates!" Danny said as he got a beer from the fridge and went up the stairs.

"Was that…"
"I think so.."
"In a tutu?"
"Yep."

"Go ahead." I said with a sigh and sat on the counter as Tom ran after his lover. Harry wandered down the stairs wearing a sweater with a bright red flush over his face.

"Sorry bout that, did you tell Tom?"
"Yeah, no biggie." I replied smiling, I couldn't resist saying something bad to those crystal blue eyes.

"Good…" Harry said and the conversation became silent as we just stood there in the kitchen, "Was that Danny in a tutu?"
"Yes, don't know where he got it though,"

"Vicky maybe?"
"Do you really see her having a tutu?" I replied with a pointed glance. We spent the rest of the day working on random songs for the next album and on dying Tom's hair brown which actually looked really fit, but who was I to say that out loud? I played with my lizards, NO NOT LIKE THAT YOU WEIRDO PERVS READING THIS, and watched some telly before dinner and then headed up to my room. Harry wandered in at about ten and we watched Not Another Teen Movie in my room and heard all these noises coming from Tom's room upstairs…which didn't have a door. Harry and I looked at each other and then army crawled to Tom's stairs and up the stairs until we got to the top parts.

"Danny, watch it!" Tom shouted and Harry leaned on top of me and made the shush sign as we both peered around to find Tom and Danny sitting there…playing with dolls…

"Are they playing with DOLLS?" I whispered to Harry. Harry tried not to giggle and hurried silently to get the video camera. Soon he came back and started recording it all.

"This is so going online," Harry commented with a smirk. I laughed and tried to keep down my giggle fit. Soon Danny looked over.

"Wait, what are you doing with that camera?" Danny said in shock.

"GET THEM!" Tom screamed as me and Harry rushed down the stairs. Harry put the video dvd in his pants and rushed after me as we sprinted to the first floor.

"GIVE ME THAT CAMERA!" Danny said as he tripped over the couch and completely fell on the floor.

"NEVER!" I screamed as I took Harry's hand and we ran outside laughing. Soon we collapsed in the grass and Tom found the video camera.

"HA!"

"YOU DIDN'T WIN FLETCHER!" Harry said as he took the mini dvd out of his pants and waved it. It was just another night at the McFly house, nothing was ever normal.

Day Siete

After last nights adventures something had started changing, maybe it was the way I looked at Harry or maybe it was the fact that he ended up sleeping in my bed last night. I woke up this morning with his arms AROUND MY WAIST and holding me.

"Good morning sweetheart…" Harry mumbled as he nuzzled against me.

"Good morning Harry…WAIT HARRY?" I screamed and stumbled out of the bed, "WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BLOODY FUCKING BED?"

"Did you just say bloody fucking? DEAR LORD DOUGIE CONTROL THAT MOUTH OF YOURS!" Harry said as he rubbed his eyes.

"Why are you all ruddy screaming?" Tom asked as he walked into the doorway, "Is Harry in your bed/?"

"YES! I want to know why!!" I protested as I scrunched against the wall feeling vulnerable.

"Must have been after we taped Tom and Danny with the dolls…remember we had those beers? I must of just stayed here instead of going back to my room." Harry said scratching his head, "You worry too much Doug."
"Well most people do when they wake up in their bed with their best friend holding them!!" I pointed out and rolled my eyes. The rest of the morning went fine and we decided to go out to lunch before going to do this surprise for these kids who raised money for Red Nose Day. Sometime during our lunch Danny decided to tell us all that he was extreamly sore…down there…and wouldn't be able to come with us to our surprise performance. We figured we couldn't tell Fletch that Danny couldn't come because he had been having too much wild sex with Tom so we sent Danny back in a cab and decided to say he got majorly sick out of no where…it was better than the sex reason. The surprise went really well even though I had to sing Danny's part. At the end after we said goodbye to the children Harry put one of those Red Nose Day headbands on and told me that I did really well…and then proceeded to squeeze my arse…YES MY ARSE. And even though I felt a little odd, it was well enjoyable…wait Dougie stop this! STOP THIS NOW!! YOU LIKE THE WOMAN, THE PARTYING, THE SEX WITH HARRY…NOT WITH HARRY, WITH WOMEN! I'm going to go before I write anything else that could get out.

Seems to me that our little Dougie has himself a new love –Tom

I SAW YOU WRITE THIS!!! I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THE MAN JOURNAL!

You mean diary right? – Tom

I do not keep a diary I keep a MAN JOURNAL because I am MANLY with my MANLY clothes and MANLY MANLINESS.

Doug, when you sing you sound like a girl, your body is a thin as a girls, and your eyes are as pretty as a girls…your basically a girl in disguise love. –Tom

LIES! LIES, LIES, LIES, LIES! I'm going and TAKING THIS JOURNAL WITH ME THIS TIME!

All of us are keeping journals Dougie; we just don't call them MAN JOURNALS silly! –Tom

You are? WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THIS? I THOUGHT I WAS AN INDIVIDUAL! CRAP STICKS, I'M GOING TO MY ROOM WITH MY LIZARDS!

And porno… -Tom

STOP THAT!