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Chapter 6

Well, Fletch didn't fire me, thank God, but he did yell at me for a while. He found out that half the band and myself got drunk last night and went into this rant about how I should have been more responsible and made sure we didn't have any alcohol the night before the show and blah blah blah. I swear, that man didn't shut up for ten minutes strait, talking as fast as he could talk. The whole time he was yelling the guys just sat there and watched, feeling awkward. My headache got worse with every minute and by the end of it I thought my head was going to explode. Tom came over and handed me the box with the miracle hangover cure he had earlier.

"Thought you and Dougie might want this," he said.

OH SWEET JESUS, I LOVE HOW HE THINKS!!

"Tom, I think you just literally saved my life. I thought my head was going to explode," I said, hugging him.

Dougie grabbed my hand and started to walk me towards some double doors," C'mon, we'll go get some water from the caterers."

We got our water and after taking the medicine, I started to walk back to where the others were but Dougie grabbed my hand and pulled me back, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Where do you think you're going," he asked with a little smile on his face.

I smiled back and said," I was going to go back and watch your guy's sound check."

He shook his head," Wrong."

"Wrong?" I asked playing along," Oh, was I going to go talk to Fletch about the hotel reservations for our next destination?"

"Nope, guess again," he said smiling even bigger now.

"Well, then I guess I was going to check out the dressing rooms backstage," I said, not giving in to his game.

"You really are a blonde aren't you?"

"Hey!" I said and then smacked him lightly on the arm.

He laughed," It's true, you're blonde."

Yea, but you meant that I was stupid," I said, pouting.

"Aww, I'm sorry," he leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips.

Pretty soon the gentle kiss turned into a more passionate one and before it could get too out of hand, I pulled away and smiled at him.

"What if somebody sees us?" I whispered.

"I can already tell I'm not going to like this sneaking around thing," he said, being serious now and letting go of me to sit down on a chair that was in the hallway.

"I'm not either, Dougs," I sighed," but it's either that or I get sent home and you wont see me for three months, not to mention I'll be out of a job and you guys won't have a PA."

"I know, it's just I don't think it's fair that we have to hide our relationship just because some people, Aka Fletch, doesn't think it's appropriate," he said.

I was about to say that I agreed with him when Danny came in," Hey, Dougie, we need to sound check, mate. You guys ok?"

"Oh, yea, we're fine. The medicine just hasn't kicked in yet so we still have those damn headaches," I said to cover up what we were talking about.

In all honesty, my head felt fine. Man, where did Tom find this crap, it's like a miracle drug or something.

"Alright, well come on Dougie. Fletch is getting all anal again. He's not in a very good mood today," Danny said, then walked back into the concert area.

Dougie looked at me and sighed," I guess we'll just have to get over it. I just really like you, Abby. It's going to be hard to control myself in public like this."
I smiled," Guess I'll have to make it up to you then, huh?"

"I guess you will," he said, grinning, and then kissed me lightly before getting up and walking into the concert hall to do the sound check.

I walked in behind him and Fletch immediately came over to me.

"Abigale, we need to do some paperwork on a private gig the guys are doing in Manchester," he said, not even looking up from his blackberry.

"Oh, um I was hoping to listen to the guys for a minute. I've never heard them live before," I said.

He looked up and gave me an annoyed look," Can't you just listen to them at the concert tonight? This paperwork is really important."

"Um," I looked up at the guys and gave them an apologetic look," Ok, I guess that would be the best thing to do."

So I spent the next three hours going over contest entry essays to pick who best deserved to meet McFly and I still wasn't done but I had to spend another hour with a lawyer drawing up contracts for the whole thing. Throughout the whole process, Fletch was on his phone, not paying a single ounce of attention to what was going on. I missed the concert completely and had to take some work with me to finish at the hotel. So maybe this job wasn't as easy as I thought it would be, but Fletch could of helped so that I didn't have to stay up until twelve that night trying to finish it. It was twelve twenty five and I was reading an essay written by a fifteen year old who mentioned McFly was her favorite band about seven hundred time when I heard a tiny knock on my door. I got up and answered it and saw Dougie standing there just like the night before, except more confident this time.

"Hey," I said and then pulled him into my room with a smile," You should be in bed mister. You've got another concert tomorrow."

He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist," I just couldn't help but realize the great opportunity we have right now. You know, the rest of the guys asleep, no Fletch or any crew members walking around, just us two, alone, in a hotel room."

He smiled devilishly and kissed me. I giggled into the kiss and pulled away," You don't know how tempting that sounds right now, but I've still got about fifty essays to read and then I have to get the contact information for the person I pick and then I-"

I was cut off by Dougie pressing his lips to mine, then pulling away and saying," Did anyone ever tell you that you talk too much?"

"Only about everyone I've ever met."

He smiled at me and then said," How about I help you with the essays, because who knows who should be able to spend a day with McFly better than one of the band mates themselves, then you wait until tomorrow to find the contact information because you can't contact them until tomorrow any way, and then we cuddle up on the bed and get a good nights sleep?"

"Anyone ever tell you how amazing you are," I asked, relieved that I finally had a little help.

His grin got bigger and then he pulled me over to where the essays were laying on the coffee table. When we finally picked a winner it was two in the morning and we were both exhausted. We got into the bed and he wrapped his arms around me. We kissed each other good night and then fell asleep in each others arms.