Disclaimer: Trust me, if I owned McFly, I would NOT be spending my time on the computer, I would be busy. Interperet 'busy' in whatever way you like.. mwahahaha.

He took a deep breath and looked me in the eye.

"Jenna, I didn't get in touch because I couldn't. I love you too much."

My heart skipped a beat, right there and then. My jaw must have dropped so far that it hit the table and my eyes must have been as wide as saucers. Did he just say what I though he said?

"You're more than just my bestfriend Jenna, you're like my sister."

Oh. Great. Sisterly love. Suddenly I felt like a stupid teenager again, embarrassed and rejected.

"Danny, now you're just being stupid! If you loved me so much then why would that stop you calling me?!"

My voice rose, unnaturally high pitched, and I felt my cheeks turn pink.

"Do you remember the day I left for London?"

I nodded again. How stupid did he think I was? As if I could forget that day, soon to be branded one of the worst days of my life.

"I hated it Jenna. I knew leaving was the right thing to do, I knew however much you told me to go and follow my dream you wanted me to stay. I hated having to say goodbye. The first week or so I was fine, I missed you but I was too busy to call and I always told myself 'I'll make sure I call tomorrow'… That was probably my biggest mistake. Everyday it got harder to call you; I thought you'd hate me more and more. Part of me hoped you'd forget about me. I didn't think I could face coming back, because I knew it would end in me having to say goodbye again. I guess I was being selfish. I just didn't want to get hurt again. Do you get where I'm coming from?"

It made sense, partly, but that didn't stop me being mad at him.

"You know, it would have been easier to say goodbye if I'd had known you were coming back. I waited for your call for months until I gave up. Do you have any idea what it's like to answer the phone hoping it's you, and all I get is some stupid person asking if I'd heard the latest song from you, or heard you on the radio? It drove me crazy. Even if you'd just called, or written, or something, just once it would have been better. We could have still stayed friends; we could be sitting here chatting normally instead of arguing about years ago. If only you'd bothered to call, or anything!"

His face fell. We were attracting looks from others in the café, but neither of us cared.

"If I'd bothered, Jenna? It's like I told you yesterday, you could've done something too! You could have called me! I'm not the only one at fault here, I've explained to you what I did wrong, and why – how about you explain to me, Jenna, if you missed me that much why not try and contact me? Why have you spent the past four years dwelling on how much you hate me, instead of doing anything about it?"

He was right. It was basically the same speech he had given the previous day, but now (probably due to the absence of a hangover) I finally realised what he was getting at. I had spent the past four years being bitter, but it wasn't entirely his fault. I knew I was selfish. My excuse was the same as Danny's; I loved him too much, I didn't think I could stand another goodbye.

"It's my fault too, Danny. I guess deep down I knew it would hurt less to spend my time hating you and being bitter than having to keep saying goodbye. I'm sorry. Will it help if I admit it was my fault too?"

The corners of his mouth lifted, and he held out his hand.

"What if I admit we were both stupid, and make a truce?"

I couldn't help but grin as I shook his hand – not your average handshake, the secret handshake we had invented aged ten, when you thought that sort of thing was cool.

"Friends?"

"Friends."

Hm. This chapter seems a bit repetitive and crap.. I don't like lots of speech, :p

Anyway, people waiting for Danny's explanation, what you think? Good? Bad? Predictable?

Oh, and just for the record, I am fourteen and still think secret handshakes are cool... so no offence to anyone that thinks they're being classed as a ten year old because they have special handshakes with their friends.. lol. :)

Okay, the next McFly-Style-Begging-Tune is to.. Bubblewrap. -clears throat-

I wish you would review this fic,

Incase I fall and break apart.

In this fic,

I could change the stars,

Or write that there's life on mars.

I could write a book,

on how to be a liar and loose all your friends.

Unless I mean nothing at all,

and am just another fic that is on your comp..

Hm. It went a bit gay at the end, because I stuck bits from two verses together.. Lol, just thought i'd get the bit about writing books in as this is a story.. ah well. basically please give my ego a boost and review. :)

BIIIGG chocolate bars to everyone that has reviewed or added this to their story alerts. I love you. xD

Oh, and requests for McFly-Style-Begging-Tunes please? They're getting harder to write than the chapters. :p

Ellie.

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