Sorry for the slow update! Exams and Sickness have had other ideas about my time occupation... promise to be quicker at updating in the future :) Thanks to McflyXlove for reviewing, and keeping the inspiration going!

Again, I dont own Mcfly, Just My Juck Etc...

Now...let the Pudd date begin... Enjoy!

It had been nearly 2 years, and still Harry's heart raced like a train waiting for Dougie that night.
Whenever it was just the two of them it was different, the spark of electricity between them was too much to ignore, they could be more open with each other on their own. Harry had a hard time not just jumping on Dougie at every chance he got, he didn't know why but it was like he needed to do it; to get as much physical contact as possible.
Their relationship wasn't purely physical, no they could go for hours without touching around people, it was that Dougie just got him, they fitted each other, it was like being with your best friend. He genuinely had a great time with Dougie just goofing around, no; it wasn't physical all the time.

"So where you two heading out all dressed up?" Tom asked with a smirk "someone's getting lucky tonight" he added, then actually winked. They decided to play along, it made life easier
"what's the point of being rock stars if we don't get the girls?" Dougie laughed, just the thought of it made Harry join in
"Doug likes his chances tonight, thought I'd tag along, see if his luck rubs off" he smirked as he stood to leave, joining Dougie by the door.
"You two always get lucky when we stop off! Just make sure your back by 10 tomorrow, we gotta get over to Kent by 3" Tom warned them, with a mock stern expression.
"Yes dad" Dougie saluted Tom "see ya Dan"
Danny looked up from his game, "yeah, see ya mate. Try not to get lost, my bass playing i a little rusty, and I know Tom finds it hard to multi task with a guitar and a drum kit." he laughed softly as they left.

"Do you think they suspect anything?" Harry asked once they hit the main road.
"Nah, but would it matter if they did?" Dougie took Harry's hand and squeezed it firmly "I mean, do you think they would care if they knew?"
"No, course not, and they wouldn't mind, Danny would just be bummed that I'm off the Market" Harry smirked sideways at the Dougie.
"I could see it now" he laughed "we could have a fight over the Judd" he spoke in a bad impression of a voice over.
"Course Jones would win, I'd choose him over you Poynter anyway" Harry pulled an arm around Dougie as he turned his face to him in a pout "only kidding, I don't think he would be very good in the bedroom"
Dougie's face turned to mock outrage "am I just a sex slave to you?" he demanded
"Of course, why else would I put up with your snoring?"

They had stopped by now, it had started to rain and they hid under a bus stop for shelter.
"Cheeky git. I do not snore!"
"yes you do! Like a little piggy, and you-" he was cut off by Dougie's lips against his own, all thoughts going through his brain melted away as his hands curled into the younger boys hair. The kiss became more heated as they heard wheels pull up in front of them, they pulled apart to see a bus driver looking expectantly at them.
"Should we get on?" Harry asked
"This is your date Indiana" Dougie replied
"come on then, let's get this mystery tour of Liverpool started" he jumped up and pulled Dougie with him, he didn't have a clue where the bus was taking them but they had till 10 the next morning right? And how big could the city be? There was always a taxi if they got really lost.

They didn't really get noticed in the dark, so they didn't have to worry about disguises, besides who expected them to be on a bus at 8 o clock at night? All the same, sat at the back of the bus. They had been riding for a solid 40 minutes and had started to get funny looks from the driver. They had no idea where to get off, so on the third time of going past the same stop they were howling with laughter "we should get off, we're getting weird looks"
Dougie managed to say between giggles "this is not normal behaviour! I bet people thing we are mad bus hoppers,"
"agreed, I think that woman thinks were like- gay or something, ppft-" Harry's words dissolved into hysterics again, as he stroked Dougie's knee. Christ, we're actually acting like stoned 18 year olds Harry thought to himself "Its fun though, being normal teenagers for w while, don't you think?"
Dougie turned to face him, cross-eyed

"Yes, I love acting normal."

Harry laughed, pushing Dougie's head away lightly "No, you could never be normal!"

At the next stop they made their way to the doors, much to the relief of the staring passengers.

Harry felt a stab of nervousness as he looked around at the busy unfamiliar road, starting to think reckless bus hopping wasn't the best idea, then Dougie's hand curled around his own and he felt his lips by his ear
"calm down, just have fun"
Dougie's words helped, and he took a deep breath before smiling and replying
"your right, there's a pub over there, fancy a drink?"
They grinned at each other in silent agreement
"you sure know how to sweep a guy of his feet Mr Judd" Dougie said in a bad American accent
"it's a talent I have, come on it's starting to rain again"
Harry's heart sped up again as his eyes met Dougie's and saw a flash of excitement in them; he was right, he should loosen up a bit.

Four hours later they stumbled out of the pub, and after meeting three very nice Liverpudlians who had insisted on buying them drinks, neither was anywhere near sober.
"That." Dougie slurred, "was a very good date. Swept away on a bus, and tanked up in a pub, I almost feel like a modern day Cinderella" he swayed on the spot slightly, looking around slightly confused "where exactly is here?" he wondered out loud
Harry pulled him close to his chest to steady them both, but instead he ended up off balancing and on the floor with Dougie on top of him.
"I'm not sure, Defiantly on the number 9 bus route." Harry muttered with a straight face, Dougie gave him a flat look,
"helpful."
Harry splitting into laughter as he felt Dougie press down against him.
"Bugger the bus. I'll call a taxi, how does a back street motel tickle your fancy?" Harry whispered into his ear, slightly slurred with drink.
" So Cinderella really will go to the ball!" He laughed, "Take me. I'm yours!" Dougie yelled out loud in the deserted car park
"shh Doug! Someone will notice us, and I don't have enough self control to waist time answering questions" he growled into his ear in what he hoped was a seductive, suggestive tone.
"Let's have sex." Dougie growled back, obviously bypassing Harry's suggestive comments pulling him off the floor "let's be loud" he pulled him in for a kiss, his lips travelling down Harry's neck, sending tingles through his body "like the first time again" he mumbled into his collarbone. "Remember?"
Harry did, and was so close to pushing him up against the wall and taking him right there and then, when a sober voice slapped his sexually charged drunk brain. His body raged with lust from deep inside;
"We need a hotel." Harry managed to croak out the words before pulling Dougie back inside quickly to order a taxi.