Disclaimer: Sadly, I still don't own McFLY.

A/N: 8 days?!? That is far too long without a update, at least, i think i counted right...lol.
Sorry it took me so long. Time just got away from me. On with the third chapter!

Chapter Three

"Dang, you are fit!" That was the first thing out of Dougie's mouth when I opened the door. "I mean, Danny told us you were, but I didn't think you were that fit."

"Dougie?" That was Danny.

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

"Right."

I laughed. "Well, I suppose I shouldn't be offended, it is a compliment. Come on in, are you guys staying the whole time?"

"Yeah that's what we were planning," Tom said while they were coming into the house. "Unless you and Danny wanted to be alone," he added, grinning.

I laughed again. "Yeah right. He wishes."

Danny grinned. "I think it's you that wishes that."

I grinned back. "Right, and why would I choose to be with one hot guy when I'm surrounded by four?" They all laughed. "So, shall we actually get on with the lesson?" I asked, "I have a feeling this is going to be fun."

"So, you go from here, over to here, then over here, then you go all the way down here. Then you stay there but just move up a couple of strings, then you go here, then here, back to here, and finally finish here. Got it?"

I just stared at Tom. He and Danny had both brought their guitars, and Tom had just finished showing me all the chord changes. I scratched my head. "Yeah, you lost me after the second here."

Danny grinned. "Now you see why I was the one chosen to give the lessons."

Tom laughed. "Shut up! I'm very good at giving lessons. I taught Becca how to play didn't I?"

Dougie snorted. "Yeah, and that look how long that took."

Harry spoke up from the chair where he'd been looking over the music sheets, "Danny? Why did you put B here? I don't even play guitar and I know it's not a B."

Danny sighed and put his head in his hands. "It's a D!"

I laughed as the doorbell rang. "I'll be right back." I walked to the front door and opened it to find my friend Alex standing there.

"Hey!" She pointed to the car parked in front of the house. "Jen and I are going to the mall, want to come?"

I smiled. "As much as I want to, I'm kind of busy right now."

"Too busy for shopping? Must be important."

I nodded and kept smiling. "Yeah, it is. McFLY's in my living room."

She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Yeah, and I won a date with Tom. Seriously, what are you doing?"

"Seriously, There're in my living room. Go look!"

"Is there a reason you don't want to tell me?" Suddenly Alex's eyes got big and I heard Tom's voice behind me.

"What date? I never agreed to that. Who's supporting this? I bet it's Darren, he never liked Becca, but this is low even for him."

Alex was practically speechless. "Your that one guy…from that one band…Uh…"

I was trying not to laugh. "McFLY?"

"Yeah."

Tom was still freaking out. "Where was this date thing advertised?"

Alex shook her head. "Oh no, there's no date, I was joking. Don't worry, I'm a total Tecca fan."

Tom was confused. "A what fan?"

"Tecca fan. You know, Tom and Becca? Tecca."

Tom was stunned. "You mean people actually call us that?"

"Yeah, it's a lot easier than saying Tom and Becca."

"Right. I…guess so." We heard a car horn. "Alright, I got to go, Jen's waiting, but I'll talk to you later," Alex turned to Tom, "Nice meeting you."

Tom was still pondering Tecca. "Yeah. You too."

Alex gave a small wave and left. I turned to Tom laughing, "Do you not know sarcasm?"

He blushed. "I do! But I was in the other room, all I heard was a muffled won, date, and Tom."

I was still laughing. "Sure. Common, let's go back to the living room."

"I did go from here to there!" It was next Thursday, our second to last lesson. Things had been going really well. I had learned the first song fairly fast and was trying to learn a second.

Danny was shaking his head. "No, you went from here down to here." He demonstrated on his guitar.

I groaned in frustration. "You just had to pick a hard second song for me to learn didn't you?"

"That's because I know you can. Look, it's already six. Why don't we go eat?" It had become habit; after we practiced we'd go out to eat. He liked going out and not always being recognized. It had also become habit for him to stay later than four.

"No, I need to get this!"

"No, what you need is food. You're getting cranky."

"You know me too well for only having met two weeks ago."

He grinned. "Blame it on the three hour dinners every night. Common, the guys said they were going to Islands around six to eat anyway, lets meet them there."

I sighed. "Fine, but tomorrow I'm conquering that song. I have to."

He laughed. "It's a deal."

Danny had finally stopped laughing. "How did you fall off? Couldn't you see the edge of the stage?" he asked.

It was seven and we were waiting to order. We had gotten to telling embarrassing stories and I had just told them about the time in tenth grade when I fell off the stage in my school's talent show.

I laughed, "In my defense, my back was to the crowd, I was backing up, and I guess I judged the distance wrong, because next thing I know I'm staring at the ceiling and on my back."

"What was your talent?" Tom asked.

"Dancing."

Harry laughed. "You think that's bad? Dougie threw up right before he auditioned for the band."

I turned to Dougie who was on my left. "You didn't!"

Dougie smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I was really nervous."

I gave him a hug. "Aw, poor Dougie." Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw Danny have a jealous look on his face. Please, I thought, what does he have to be jealous of?

Dougie grinned. "Do I get a hug for every embarrassing story? Cause if I do, I have plenty of them."

I slapped his shoulder and laughed. "Nice try."

"You guys ready to order?" A waiter had appeared at our table.

Tom, Harry, and Dougie ordered, then Dougie turned to me. "Let me guess, a salad with low-fat dressing, no croutons, and a glass of water?"

I looked at him. "Please." I turned to the waiter. "I'll have a Big Wave, and a Coke. A regular Coke," I said with emphasis on regular.

"Okay, and you?" The waiter looked at Danny.

"I'll have the same."

The waiter closed his order pad. "Alright, your food will be here shortly."

I smiled at him. "Thanks." After he left I found Harry smiling at me. "What?"

"You were flirting with him."

I felt myself blushing. "I was not! It's called being polite." I changed the subject and looked at Dougie. "So, are you trying to tell me something?"

He was confused. "What?"

"You thought I would order a salad. Are you trying to tell me I'm fat?"

"No! I just figured, since you so skinny, and you're a dancer, that you were on a diet."

"Oh. So you think I have to practically starve myself to be thin?"

Dougie nodded his head. "Yeah." Then realizing what he'd just agreed to, his eyes grew wide. "I mean no! I just…I thought…"

I couldn't keep a straight face anymore and let out a laugh. "It's cool. I know you didn't mean anything."

He looked relieved. "Yeah."

I moved on. "So, it's my birthday tomorrow, I'm having a party, I know Danny's coming, can you guys?"

They nodded their heads. "Yeah, I think we can squeeze it into our busy schedule," Tom said with a grin.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, cause it so cuts into your Xbox time."

A/N: Sorry if it seems kind of slow. This and the next chapter were originally one giant one and I decided to make them two separate ones. This will also be the last update till about Dec. 4th or 5th. I have this dance thing coming up so I'll be stressing over that for awhile. But when I come back I'll try and update more often!
Happy Thanksgiving!!!