-Harry's POV-

I wondered how bad I had hurt her. If she was hurt at all, or was already broken. When I told her about what I had done, creating the army, being kill, ect., all she did was thank me, for letting her go free.

But had my lying hurt her at all?

"Room on the third floor.. Not what we asked for." Two voices trailed down the hall where I walked. "I'm not tired enough to sleep."

I followed the singing and guitar to Danny's room, where Danny lead Elle through the song.

Elle's voice was beautiful; No one could deny. When I walked in, Danny kissed Elle's head.

"You've got it." Danny smiled. "You're a pretty good sister." Danny laughed.

"Merci." She smiled.

"Thanks," I remembered in my head. Her tendency to talk in mutable tongues left my head spinning, but left me learning mutable languages.

Danny looked up, and saw me.

"Oh hey Harry." Danny smiled, and Elle looked up too. "I hear you told Elle our secret."

I laughed walking in.

"You mean how you all tried to kill me?" I smiled, sitting in a chair besides Danny's bed.

"Uh yeah." Danny laughed. "But your girl here has a beautiful voice, you know.." Danny winked to me.

I laughed. "I know, she sang for me the other day. Dude, why are you teaching her Room On The Third Floor?" I laughed.

Danny shrugged. "I don't know. I like that song. Plus, I can sing it in an American accent." He smiled, proudly. I laughed, shaking my head.

Elle moved to sit with me, and I happily made room for her.

"I see. Mr. I'm in love after one day shows up, and you move to sit with him?" Danny laughed. "Thats cool."

"Sorry Danny." She smiled.

Her accent was kinda funny. It wasn't American, nor British. It sounded along the lines of Italian-Greek-American, if such thing is possible. Some words had a country twang, others made her sound like she was straight from New York, and others had a pure elegance to them. Kinda hard to explain. But if you've ever seen someone from another country, every word sounded funny. So it may be funny for her, or maybe even her family.

"Danny." Danny laughed. "Not Danee."

"Sorry." Elle smiled.

"Sorry. Not soreey." Danny laughed.

"Yes, Sorray." Elle tried to correct, before laughing.

"I don't think she can help it, dude." I laughed, pushing hair from her face.

"I know." Danny nodded. "Teasing won't make much harm."

Elle laughed.

"She's the only girl in this house. Play nice. Its not fair." I smiled. "She's even new."

"Can't play with the big dogs, lay with the kittens." Danny smiled.

Elle laughed.

"I have 4 brothers from my real family. Living with guys isn't anything new to me." Elle shrugged.

"Whats their names, I might know them.." Danny laughed. There was no way Danny came close to meeting any of them. But he liked to be a pain.

"Ethern, Elli, Ethan, and Evan." Elle laughed.

"Elli?" Danny laughed. "Isn't that a girl's name?"

Elle laughed.

"Actually, him and I have the same name. My name is Elle, but is pronounced Elly. But I like Elle better." She smiled.

After she said this, I realized that she had told me that the night we met. The first night.

"I'm sorry." I laughed. "I guess I misunderstood you the other day."

"Its fine, I like Elle better." She smiled.

"Oh yeah, we're plastered all over the news." Danny laughed. "Danny's long lost sister found." Danny said, mocking a news reporters voice. "Has McFLY McFlown? Harry's making dates with his new girl? I suppose we'll see what happens." Danny mocked another. "Crazy now." Danny laughed.

"It'll blow over," I smiled, nodding agreeingly.

"Dude, sorry and all, and I don't mean disrespectful or anything, but she's half you size. You'll be legal in like 5 months, and how old are you?" Danny began.

"Almost 15." Elle nodded.

"She's not even 15!" Danny laughed. "Half your size. The press isn't gonna let go that I have a sister either."

"Are you saying we need a plan?" I asked. Elle sat beside me, playing with the bottom of my shirt, listening carefully.

"I'm saying it'd help." Danny shrugged.

"And I'm guessing you have one?" I laughed.

"Of course I do!" Danny laughed. "Why don't we just make her famous too?"

"She's already famous." I corrected.

"Not what I meant. Like, with talent. She's a good singer, and a decent guitarist. Anything else you do?" Danny continued.

"I dance and used to model." Elle looked up for a second, then went back to what she was doing.

"See?" Danny smiled.

"I don't know Danny. I hate to release her like that. When girls are just suddenly at the top, it usually means they slept their way to the top." I sighed.

"She did, didn't she?" Danny winked.

"Funny." I rolled my eyes.

"No, your not getting my point." Danny sighed, shaking his head.

I thought for a second.

"He wants me to McFLY's bad girl." Elle explained.

I looked to Danny.

"Really?" I laughed.

"Think about it," Danny began. "We're already at the top, to high to fall. We dye her hair, we get her out of those jeans. Bam, new bad on the block. Its kinda what she's into, isn't it? Modeling, dancing, dirty pop."

"Is that what your wanting?" I asked Elle.

She shrugged.

"I don't care." She smiled. "You chose. Your creating me, aren't you anyway?"

I sighed slightly. This would give her a bad reputation, but would be good for the band, and decent for her rating on the scale. It'd be like the hatred Kesha or Miley or even Britney gets. Some people like them, others don't. And that didn't seem like much fair. I wanted to give her a chance to make a name for herself.

"Elle," I smiled. "I think Dougie wants you."

"I...didn't hear..anything." Elle looked up, she looked to Danny, who nodded also, then back to me.

"Please," I smiled. "I'll be there in a few minutes, I promise."

She nodded slowly, getting off the chair, and walking out the door, shutting the door behind her.

"You can't use her." Danny shook his head as soon as she walked out. "She's too sweet. She doesn't deserve that."

"I'm not using her Danny!" I argued.

"So I suppose you really like her?"

"I do."

"Well then you'd think you'd be right on board with my plan." Danny coaxed me.

"Danny, thats not fair to her." I reminded him.

"Its one or the other."

"Doing this will make her seem like the band slxt instead of what we're hitting for." I looked to him.

"Make your choice." Danny looked to me.

"Of course I want her." I shrugged. "Simple."

"Well, then talk to her about it. It'll be better than it sounds. We'll dye her hair, dress her skimpier. We'll get her to sing a few chords; A brand new song. And she's at the top." Danny nodded.

"I noticed we'll? Are you helping?" I asked.

"Of course," He smiled. "You ain't getting her all to yourself. But you get the fun job of convincing her to go through with it."

"Oh joy.." I laughed.

"So is that our plan?" Danny asked. I nodded re-assuringly.

"You don't think she'll disagree?" Danny asked.

"Nah," I smirked lightly.

"I'm scared to hear what you're thinking." Danny smiled.

"I'm the owner of seduction, remember?" I smiled. "It'll be easy."

"And your not using her?"

"I'm not."

"But you enjoy it?"

"Might as well." I smirked.

"You're crazy man." Danny laughed, shaking his head.