DISCLAIMER! dont own mcfly. or singstar. just what i've stated before. characters and el plot!
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Dougie just smiled.
"OY, PIZZA'S HERE!" Olivia, exiting the sound booth, heard a yell coming from the living room. Followed by the celebrated announcement were the cheers of a hungry batch.
"'Kay," was all Olivia could say as she followed Dougie out into the living quarters.
"I must've sucked so bad for him to act like this. Ugh, I feel terrible!" she pondered.
"GOD!" Harry exclaimed as Dougie and Olivia walked out to the group, "What were you two doing in their, snogging?" Harry's comment made Olivia flustered.
"No, Tom's doing enough of that," Dougie smirked, turning all eyes onto his blonde friend who was not-so-secretly macking on his girlfriend up against the living room wall.
"Tom, Tom," Gio pushed Tom off her face, "HEY! Nothing to see here. Get back to your pizza you lot."
The group laughed and then began to open up the stacks of pizza boxes on Harry's kitchen counter. The group all gave Olivia a look though when she took half of a pizza to herself.
"I'm not anorexic and I haven't eaten since this afternoon. I need fatty, greasy pizza so don't even go there." She clarified to the amused group.
She then proceeded to sit down on the couch accompanied by Danny, Dee, and Harry. Dougie, on the other hand, was poking around through Harry's massive assortment of DVDs, CDs, and video games.
"AHA! Found it," Dougie cried out, standing up with a colorful game in his hand, "Now who's up for a round of SingStar Popworld, eh? Winner gets bragging rights!"
[A/n: for those of you who don't know what Popworld is, it's the original SingStar Pop, the Europe one
"Alright, I guess we could. What does everyone think?" Harry asked the group, all of which who nodded except for Olivia who sat staring at Dougie with such a glare that Harry was surprised Dougie didn't have holes through him.
"Great!" Dougie plunked the game into the Playstation2 and turned the console on. He quickly glanced at Olivia who was staring at him in complete disbelief. She had no idea though, that this whole thing was part of Dougie's brilliant plan.
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AFTER SingStar
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT INCOSIDERATE JERK. I SHOULD… UGH!!!" After the game, Olivia had dragged Dee into Harry's room and told her about the studio, the singing, everything.
"Olivia, but I assure you, you're a great singer! And it's not like you even sang today. I don't understand why you didn't either," Dee was shocked when Olivia had refused to get up and sing. She had flat out not even considered it and stomped down the hallway. Dee had walked after her and comforted her while she had explained what had happened earlier.
"KNOCK KNOCK"
"What the hell?" Olivia was riled up and she stopped her angry pacing and stared at the knocks coming on the door.
"Who is it?" Dee called out calmly.
"It's, umm, Dougie. Can I talk to Olivia?" On the opposite side of the door stood a nervous Dougie; He had no idea what had just happened and he wanted to see if Olivia was okay.
"Don't let him in!" Olivia mouthed urgently to Dee, who had gotten up and was now walking to the door. But Dee ignored Olivia. She knew her friend had to tell Dougie how she felt otherwise he'd never know. The poor clueless boy. She opened the door and let Dougie inside.
"Talk this out," she said exiting. Olivia had plopped herself down on the bed and crossed her arms. Even her best friend hadn't listened to her.
"Olivia," Dougie sat down next to her to which Olivia reacted by scooting down further, "what happened back there? I didn't know you-"
"Yeah, yeah Dougie. Save it." Olivia snapped, and standing up she raced out the door leaving Dougie sitting there with a totally clueless face. She grabbed Dee off the couch and pulled her to the door.
"What the hell, Liv!?!" Dee whisper yelled to her friend.
"We have to go now everyone, it was great! Call us!" Olivia opened the door and dragged Dee to the car. She told Dee she'd explain as she backed the car out of the driveway. Once the girls were driving Dee demanded and explanation.
"What. Is. Your. Problem Olivia!?! Harry looked like he was going to ask me out you dope, Gawd!" "I don't want to talk to Dougie. And I'll give you Harry's number. I'm so embarrassed and mad. Let's just go home I really don't want to talk about this. Please, Dee." Olivia quietly begged her friend/
"Fine."
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The next morning
"DING DING DING DING" Olivia's alarm clock rung obnoxiously as she pulled her head under her pillow to mute the sound.
"Ugh, it's Saturday shut up you stupid piece of rubbage." She mumbled while swatting at the clock with one arm in hopes of shutting it off. After several tries she finally got it to turn off and she rolled over in her sheets. She hadn't slept well because of last night. She had been replaying the evening over and over again in her head. The studio, the SingStar, Harry's bedroom. She had finally realized that out of embarrassment she had been a total arse to everyone. Including Dougie.
"But HE purposely tried to embarrass you!" A voice in Olivia's head spoke up.
"You know that isn't it. You're overreacting, Olivia, I mean he never said he thought your singing was bad." Another voice piped up.
"How pathetic, there're voices in my head now. Great. But what if he DID try to embarrass me? Or maybe I'm making a big deal out of nothing…" Olivia spoke softly to herself, "Ugh, I'm such an idiot."
She rolled to face her nightstand. The clock read "8:00AM". It was so early. But Olivia just couldn't fall back asleep. She decided to do something she hadn't in a while. Run. Running always made her forget her worries.
And so she sat up, stretched, and walked towards her closet. The walk-in was fairly large and nice. Olivia walked over to the drawers on the left and opened the very bottom one. She had shoved all of her exercise gear in here because after she had gotten a job she had lost all the motivation to work out. Thank God she had a fast metabolism and barely had time to eat or she'd qualify to be a Sumo. She pulled out a pair of shorts and a tank top.
She had changed quickly, grabbed a pair of Nikes and ran out the door. Her iPod was blasting as her shoes hit the pavement. There weren't a load of people outside; it was only half past 8 on a Saturday morning after all. The sun was shining though, and the fall air felt great coming in and out of Olivia's nose. The leaves were falling off the trees, coating the ground in a layer of gold.
"You had my heart, and we'll never be a world apart..." Umbrella had finally shown up on the playlist and had caused Olivia to stop in her tracks. She stood their, in the middle of the street panting and listening to what had caused it all. She shook her head; this wasn't going to get to her! She ran faster than she had earlier, entering the center of London. She hadn't even realized she had run so far. It felt good to feel the crunching leaves under her Nikes. Running made her feel as if all her worries were behind her, as if she was running away and they could never catch her and-
"OOMF!"
Olivia fell onto the cold pavement. Her iPod headphones fell out of her ears and her worriless mood had left her behind to sit on the golden leaves in the middle of London.
"Sorry," she breathed heavily.
"It's okay. Here, let me help you up" A soft voice said. It was a guy's and when Olivia heard it she immediately recognized it.
Instead of taking the well-known hand she simply looked up with a face of complete and utter shock.
"What are YOU doing here?" She said shakily.
"I could say the same for you" And with a flash of that perfect smile, Olivia almost died of mortification.