Disclaimer: Do not own any of McFly

A/N: Sorry this took so long, I'm one of the worst procrastinators like ever! o.o' Anyway here's a new chapter and it's a bit long...

Chapter Four- The Abnormal

Harry was overjoyed to say the least about having a pair of his old drum sticks near him; it was like watching a ten year old on Christmas. He would leap around and just randomly tap out beats and cause my mom to walk up stairs and ask what all the noise was. I just told her that I hadn't heard anything and that she was merely going insane…nice one Dougie…

"Let's watch a movie!" Harry declared and found the remote to my telly in my room before hopping on the bed next to me.

"Alright then Mr. Hyper."

"No need to be mean Mr. Grumpy!" Harry shot back with a glare. I held my hands up in defense and turned over so I could lie on my stomach and watch as Harry tried to find a movie. We ended up watching the fourth Star Wars movie, one of my favorites, and Harry found it funny to mock it all the way through.

"Something has gone terribly wrong!" Obi Wan said on the screen.

"YEAH, YOU'RE HAIRDO!" Harry screamed back, "GET A CUT MAN!" I tried not to giggle and be serious, but it was really hard with a gorgeous angel boy thing making comments next to you. By the end of the movie I was cracking up and rolling on the bed as Harry tried to imitate Chewbacca.

"What's so funny about Star Wars?" Jazzie asked walking into my doorway.

"Oh uh just remembered a joke Tom told me…" I said whipping the tears from my eyes from laughing so hard. Harry was now pretending to be a monkey right next to Jaz and looked awfully stupid…oh god. Jazzie ran out of there as fast as she could as I started laughing again and Harry closed the door.

"Now she thinks I'm insane, thanks Haz."

"No problem Pugs, I'm here for you man!" Harry said making a peace sign.

"Never do that again, alrght?" I replied smirking. He went over and started tapping out rhythms as I finished my homework. I watched him when I was thinking and noticed how beautiful he could make random tapping noises seem and how he had a thing for drumming, more than most people at least. I loved how his hair shifted as he moved his arms and how he licked his lip every so often, I loved how he concentrated so much that he didn't even notice anything else around him.

"I'm going to bed." I said finally standing up and heading towards the bathroom.

"Alright," Harry said standing up and placing the sticks on my bedside table, "An angel needs sleep too I guess yeah?"

"Maybe." I shouted back out of the bathroom. I changed quickly and headed back into my room to find my mom looking around as if she was trying to find someone.

"Who are you talking to love?" Mom asked confused.

"Oh just saying things to myself again, you know…boosting my self confidence!" I said trying to act like it was a normal thing for me.

"That's always good, you going to be home after school tomorrow?"

"Er well I was planning on going to see Harry Judd's funeral since I was there and all when he died…" Not because I have him as an angel that follows me around all the time, no that's not it at all.

"Aw, honey, you just spend as much time as you need to get over it. It must be tramatizing for a young lad like you to see a classmate die before your eyes!" Mom said hugging me so tight that I basically couldn't breathe.

"Lack of oxygen…can't breathe…losing life…" I squeaked out and Mom laughed and released me before heading to her own room. I turned off the lights and lay down on my bed and looked at the ceiling and noticed Harry's usual whiteish glow next to me.

"Where's your dad? I mean I've seen your sister and your mom…but no dad." Harry asked suddenly, interrupting the quite silence.

"He left us back when I was only like 6 or 7, went off with some tramp he found. Jazzie doesn't remember him that well, but I do. He wasn't the greatest person…but he was my dad, you know?" I replied, still looking at the ceiling. Suddenly a fluttery feeling appeared on my wrist and I looked down to see Harry's graceful hand holding onto mine.

"Yeah, I get it." Harry said before I drifted off into dream land, the feather lightness remaining on my hand. I woke up the next morning, this time not with a start, and just stared at the gorgeous boy next to me…wow if only he was actually real. We headed to school and this time I tried not to look TOO insane except I blame everything on Harry…stupid angel making the world go insane secretly… I then dragged the angel back home quickly and put on a NICE pair of jeans and a rolled up button shirt with a tie before fixing my blonde hair.

"You look nice." Harry said thoughtfully and adjusted the tie.

"Thank you Mr. Posh!"

"Just because I know things about fashion and stuff doesn't make me posh!"

"…You're still posh."

"Watch it; you never know what could end up in your bed tonight." Harry said and then giggled at my horrified expression. I tried to hit him, even though I knew it wouldn't work, and then stomped out the door after giving my mom a wave goodbye.

"Be nice, I'm doing this for you." I said as we wandered along.

"Why do we have to walk everywhere?" Harry asked looking around at all the houses and trees.

"Well seeing as I don't have a car or the right age to drive one there's not much else we can do Haz." I pointed out and Harry stuck his tongue out, "Are you okay with being dead?"

"It hasn't really hit me yet, like I think when I see myself across the room it will hit me more than being an angel does." Harry said and shuffled next to me, his blonde hair shaking as he talked.

"Technically you're still here…it's just…I'm the only one who can see you…DRAW BACK MUCH?" I said and suddenly started laughing.

"Loser."

"You're mean!" I replied and made a face at him. If I had met Harry before the accident I'm not sure if we would have ever been friends like this, we were from two different worlds. I mean he was this rich pretty boy and I'm this punk skater boy…we would have never meshed right?

"What if someone died by like pie?" Harry said suddenly pulling me out of my thoughts.

"By pie?" I asked. This boy was also a loony at heart I think…

"Yeah like someone throws a pie at you and you like suffocate on it! OH GOD THAT HAS TO BE A WORST FEAR OF SOMEONE!" Harry said with wide eyes, "Not God…sorry…OH GOSH!"

"Your mind is an odd place Mr. Judd."

"That's what people tell me!" Harry said smiling as we approached the big church full of people.

"It seems like half the country came…" I murmured and looked around, "You were loved by all these people?"

"Most of them," Harry said squinting as he looked around and then suddenly stopped as I got one of those program things.

"What is it?" I asked noticing how he was frozen.

"Mum and Dad…" Harry replied in almost a whisper. My head shot up to a woman and man who looked like Harry and two younger people, a girl and a boy, standing there talking to people.

"Who's the two with them?"

"The boy is my brother Thomas and the girl is my sister Kathrine…oh god Dougie…" Harry said starting to cry, "I didn't think it would be this hard!"

"Of course it is, I would now proceed to hug you but I can't obviously." I replied looking at the boy with a sorrowful look. Harry nodded and drifted over, his fairly large wings shaking as he settled himself on the ground next to me and the feathery feeling was back, like a tickle almost.

"Is there any way to get rid of the wings?" I asked, "They kind of get in the way of my view."

"Oh sure, hold on." Harry said and closed his eyes and suddenly he looked basically normal again. He was still attached to my side, looking like a little lost child even though he was taller than me. I gave myself a confident nod and went over to the mourning family.

"Hi there, you don't know me but I was there when the accident happened." I said walking up to Mrs. Judd, "My name's Dougie Poynter."

"Oh Dougie…" Mrs. Judd said with a sniff and Harry went rigid as she leaned over and gave me a hug, passing right through him.

"It might not help much but Harry does miss you…I mean wherever he is he must. You seem like the best family he could ever have." I stated and watched as the sister looked up like she had seen something. Harry was standing next to me, on the edge of just bursting out crying.

"Thank you dear, that means a lot." Mrs. Judd said smiling. Soon I had to head into the main room of the church and I settled down in a pew and Harry managed to fit in the empty space next to me…hopefully no one would sit on him…that could be bad. I looked up to the front where there was a black coffin and Harry had this look him like he was going to cry and throw up at the same time. I think Mr. Judd just realized he was dead… The funeral was beautiful and I will admit I even cried and Dougie Poynter never cries. Harry and I shuffled out to the main room and I got something to drink and talked to some people that I knew while Harry went around looking at everything. Soon he was finished and looked at his family one last time before we headed out into the darkness.

"Come on Haz," I said smiling, "I don't like seeing you unhappy!"

"Oh, don't worry about me." Harry said sniffing and I frowned as we started walking.

"You need a ride?" a voice said suddenly and my head shot up, it was Harry's sister Katharine from earlier.

"Well…"

"It's dark out, and since you gave my mum some happiness I figured I could help you by dropping you off at your house maybe?" Katharine offered. Harry pushed me in the back and I nodded and climbed in the passenger seat of her BMW and Harry floated into the back.

"So you're in…?"

"Year 10."

"Oh I thought you would have been in Harry's year."

"Oh?"

"Well you just seemed like you knew him, maybe it's just me." Katharine said smiling as she looked over at me, "Where's your house?" I told her the directions and sat back, of course I know him it's just… I didn't know him until after he died.

"I am sorry that you lost your brother."

"It's not your fault that some stupid drunkie drove right into him is it now? I just wish he knew how much we all missed him." Katharine said watching the road. Believe me girl, he knows alright. Harry was shaking a bit in the back seat and had resorted to leaning against the window. "You alright?"

"What?" I said sitting up, "Yeah I'm fine."

"Good because you looked like you were about to start having a seizure or something." Katharine said laughing a little. I smiled and realized I was really worried about Harry's mental state at the moment, he wasn't looking too good. Soon we got to my house and I jumped out of the car and waved goodbye to Harry's sister before heading towards our garage.

"You okay?" I asked Harry, stopping in my driveway.

"No, but does it matter?"

"To me it does." I said and looked him right in the eye. Suddenly a noise came from the other side of our bushes lining the drive way and Danny jumped out.

"I HEARD IT THIS TIME! WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO!?!" Danny shouted looking around.

"Having you been camping out in my bushes?!"

"Er…"

"I FOUND IT!" Tom screamed standing up in the bushes. This was just too weird for me…