Chapter 11, which means it's the second to last chapter. dun dun dun!

"What do you mean you've never listened to Busted?"

We were sitting at kitchen table, enjoying the cheesecake. Somehow the conversation had turned to music, and I'd brought up the fact that I'd never even attempted to find their music.

Tom looked at me in disbelief. "Everybody who's a fan of McFly is a fan of Busted," he said.

I bit my lip. "Amanda's not," I mumbled.

"Amanda's just….weird." He said it almost in a teasing way, as if he wanted to see me flustered.

"But, I listen to Son of Dork!" I protested.

He rolled his eyes. "But Son of Dork doesn't have Matt or Charlie."

I grinned mischievously. "Maybe so, but it does have Dave." I winked.

He sniffed. "Dave's an idiot." I giggled and leaned over to kiss him.

"Do you have any idea how adorable you are when you're jealous?"

He shrugged. "I dunno, I've never looked in the mirror while I am."

"Mail time!" Dougie yelled, interrupting us. He came into the room and put a huge box on the table.

I stared at it, then at Dougie. "And…what is this?"

"This, my darling," he said, opening it and dumping the contents onto the table, "is your fan mail."

I gulped. "Are you serious?"

Dougie nodded, grinning. "There'll be loads more in a week or two," he added.

I noticed Harry, who had come in behind Dougie. "There are e-mails, too," he piped up.

I sighed and slouched down in my seat. "Well then. Anyone want to sneak a look at my mail?"

An hour later, we'd only read half of the mail. I'd made a pile of all the letters that I would reply to personally. So far there were two.

One of them came from a girl named Kelly, from Massachusetts, who asked me if I was dating Tom Fletcher, and how, if I was, I was extremely lucky. She actually called me her role model; I was flattered.

The second was from a teenager in Boston, who'd just recently lost her dad, and said that even though the songs had nothing to do with hard times or anything, they kept her sane when her mum cried herself to sleep.

"Hey Cass, look at this one," Dougie said, handing me a letter. It was from someone named Alex, who was very angry with me for making her boyfriend fall head over heels for me. "She thinks I stole her boyfriend. So?" I said.

Dougie coughed, laughing at the same time. "Alex is a guy."

We had a good laugh over that one.

There were exactly three marriage proposals in the lot, from men located in California, New Jersey and Nevada.

"I've always wanted to live in Las Vegas," I said teasingly to Tom.

He snorted. "Yeah, but is marrying someone named Gregory who collects playing cards and bowling shoes worth it?" I shook my head in agreement.

This reminded me of the day after our first performance. Some random dude came up to me and confessed his love for me, got down on one knee and proposed. I was shopping with Alyssa, and was too shocked to reply. I didn't have to, because Alyssa answered for me. "Sorry, she's seeing someone," she said, grabbing my wrist and dragging me away. The crowd that had gathered around us departed, some of the people laughing.

Danny and Amanda came home a few minutes after we'd cleaned everything up. I immediately ran up to her, squealing. "'Manda! I just got done answering fan mail; Well, not really since I only answered two letters, but you should've seen it; there was loads!"

While the guys stared at me, confused, Amanda understood perfectly. "Sweet!" she exclaimed.

I glanced at the clock, which read 8:09 PM. I was beat. "Where have you and Danny been?" I asked.

Her face turned red. "Just…out." I followed her to the guest room we were sharing.

"And out means…?"

She giggled. "He took me out for dinner at this really posh restaurant."

I continued questioning her. "So, what? Are you two an item now?"

She giggled again, which I took to mean yes. "We kissed," she said, looking away from me as she picked out some pajamas to wear.

Despite it only being eight, I was dead tired. Amanda must've felt the same way, because she fell asleep before she'd even brushed her teeth. I went to say goodnight to Tom, who was sitting on his bed, writing something in a notebook.

"You are adorable," I said from the doorway.

He looked up and smiled, putting the notebook down. "You seem to like that word a lot," he said, wrapping his arms around me as I snuggled close to him on the bed.

I looked up at him and grinned. "I like you a lot," I replied, kissing him.

"You want to stay here tonight?" he asked softly. I answered by sliding under the covers.

We were woken up by, "Party time!"

"Wha-?" I said, sitting up a bit. Dougie ran into Tom's room and started jumping on the bed.

"Get up, you two! You're mad if you think you can stay in bed all day! Hey, why are you even in here, Cassie?"

He ran off before I could reply. I looked over at Tom quizzically, who shrugged. "Let's get up."

I yawned and dropped onto the couch when I got downstairs. Dougie didn't let me rest long. He gave me, Amanda and Danny a list of things to buy at the grocery store. "We're having a little party tonight," he said. I guessed that by "little" he meant something completely different.

Harry gave him a weird look. "Dougie, you're mad. Don't you remember what happened last time we did that?"

Dougie grinned. "Oh, don't worry, I won't invite Derek this time."

I resisted asking who Derek was and what had happened last time. Instead, I shrugged and followed Amanda and Danny out the door.

"What kind of party doesn't have soda?" Amanda asked.

I rolled my eyes. "The kind that has alcohol instead." I grabbed the soda for Manda. "Speaking of which, let's make a vow not to drink tonight." I thought a moment. "Well, at least not get drunk." Amanda agreed.

By the time Amanda and I came downstairs after getting ready, people had started arriving. A girl with long legs and blonde hair was standing in the kitchen talking to Danny. "Oh, hey, Amanda, Cassie, this is Britney."

The girl smiled at us. "Hi. Danny's told me so much about you two," she said. Amanda and I blushed and said hello. We all went into the living room and sat down.

A few minutes later, James, Dave and Danny from Son of Dork arrived with a girl I didn't recognize. Tom answered the door. "Hey dudes," I heard.

"I'm here now, the fun can begin," Dave whooped, coming in and jumping over the back of the couch and sitting down, followed by James and Danny, who sat down much more calmly. I had the feeling I was going to get on with them all just fine.

The girl giggled and squeezed in between Dave and James. Dave put an arm round her shoulders. "I don't think you've met my girlfriend, Courtney," he said. She blushed and said hello, tucking a strand of her reddish hair behind her ear.

Half an hour later there were fifty more people in the house. "Be real, Cass, there's probably only about twenty people here," Amanda yelled over the loud music.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Tom came over and handed me a drink. "What is it?" I questioned.

Tom took a sip of his own drink. "It's just coke, don't worry. There's no alcohol." He grinned. I laughed and drank some of it, then set it down on the bar.

General POV

"This is how she acts when she's sober?" James commented to Tom. "What's she like when she's drunk?"

Cassie was bouncing around the room, laughing at every little thing. She wasn't drunk, just having a good time.

Tom shrugged. "I don't know. I've never seen her drunk. And I'm not sure I want to."

Tom's POV

There was a shriek, and then Cassie and James raced through the room into the kitchen. I followed them, puzzled at the water I'd been splashed with. I found Cassie cornered by the refrigerator, with James squirting her with a water gun.

"James! Stop!" Cassie laughed. "I give up!"

James laughed and stopped spraying her. I couldn't help but feel a little jealousy at how fast they'd become friends. "You two are cleaning that up," I said, trying to hide my feelings.

Cassie's POV

Tom left and I looked at James. "No way am I cleaning up all this water. You're the one who started attacking me," I said, shoving him. He just grinned and grabbed a towel. I went upstairs to get changed.

When I came back down, I went over to the bar, where Amanda was sitting, talking to Danny. She was sitting by my cup, so I assumed she'd been watching my drink. I finished it and joined their conversation about which teen actress was most likely to go to jail for drinking and driving.

Tom's POV

"I haven't seen her have anything to drink tonight," James said to me as we watched Cassie slur her words and laugh at everything Danny and Amanda said. The other Danny from Son of Dork joined them, and Cassie looked at him with wide eyes.

"There's two Danny's here," she giggled.

"Okay, I don't think she's sober anymore," I said, going over and touching my girlfriend's shoulder.

"Tom!" she exclaimed at seeing me. She automatically threw her arms round my waist. "My boyfriend…" She giggled. "This is my boyfriend." I resisted the urge to laugh.

"Cass, I think you're drunk," I said gently.

She hiccupped. "No, you're drunk," she accused.

I did laugh that time. "I am not."

"Am too! I mean…are too."

I smiled at her. "Well, at least you're sober enough to be aware of your grammatical mistakes," I said, knowing she wouldn't understand.

Amanda looked apologetically at me. "Sorry, we made a pact not to get drunk tonight but…apparently she didn't want to keep it."

I took Cassie's hand and she reluctantly followed me to my bedroom.

"Ouch." She leaned back on my pillows and put a hand to her head. "That'll teach me to accept anything from James," she groaned.

I sat down next to her and raised an eyebrow. "You let James give you a drink?"

She just stared at me, confused. Then she started swaying, and ran into the loo. I held her hair back as she threw up, and questioned her. "You definitely had something," I told her. She leaned her head on my chest as I stroked her hair.

I picked her up and laid her down on my bed, but she was wide-awake in a few seconds. "I'm good, let's go back down." I didn't have a choice but to follow her downstairs.

At around three AM everybody started leaving until it was only me, Cassie, Amanda, the rest of McFly, James, Danny, Dave and Courtney. We all crashed on the couch, floor, and stairs.

You know me (or maybe you don't)...just had to bring James into this story XD