I thought about writing not only from Ally's POV but also from Dougie's, that way you can know a lot more about the story, Doug's story.

Hope you like it. If you read the story please review. Thanks.

Dougie's POV.

The show was awesome and after changing clothes –you could get an ocean from our clothes! We were really sweaty- and driving Giovanna and Carrie home, we went to have a drink to a small bar. We sat in a corner, trying to avoid catching anyone's attention. I mean, our fans are great, so supportive and funny, but we like being on our own for time to time. Give us a break, girls.

After while, Danny mentioned my sister. I was overprotective of her, but I disliked when someone made a joke about her. She had grown up very much recently and she was becoming a really pretty young woman. Danny was taking advantage of this to piss me off.

"Your sister's looking good, Dougster" he said.

I know he didn't mean anything he said about her, nothing could happen between them: 1) he was my best friend, he just couldn't be with my sister 2) he was 23 and she wasn't even 18 yet. Six years isn't that much of a difference, but still she was 17 yet, too young for Danny.

"Shup up" I said. I had to say something else or he would go on bothering me with my sister "Ally is pretty"

"She's really hot" Danny wasn't subtle at all. If he had something in his mind, he was going to say it no matter what, it could happen even without his concern; it just came out of his mouth as he thought about it. That has always lead me to think Danny has no secrets, he wouldn't be able to keep them, it's be a miracle "And you think the same" he said pointing at me "I know you better than anyone. Pretty my ass, she's hot."

Harry and I laughed but Tom gave him a disapproving look.

"She's only a girl, she's just 17, you perverts" he said.

"How do you know that?" Harry asked.

"I asked her. Besides, she goes to Jazzie's class."

"When did you ask her?" Danny said confused.

"I just did, the girls were sitting close to me" he said.

"How is she?" I asked.

"She's… Weird. She doesn't talk unless you ask her anything usually. She didn't know our band before tonight, can you believe that?"

"So she's no way from here then" Danny said.

"Exactly. Anyway, she doesn't have British accent…" Tom said.

"Anything else?" I asked.

"She has a sad look on her face, and she looked so tired. You could tell she felt uncomfortable when you hugged her."

"Why do you think she was sad?" I asked.

"Maybe she misses her hometown" Harry said.

"I didn't ask her" Tom said "If I had, she probably wouldn't have told me, I've just met her"

"Did you see that girl in the crow with that towel with my face?" Danny said, not following the conversation at all "I didn't know we had towels with our faces!" he looked amazed, I had to laughed.

I thought about what Tom had just said. Did we really make her uncomfortable? Jazzie never brings friends to meet us, it makes her feel uncomfortable, so if she brought a friend, we had to take advantage of it while we can. Besides, this girl was hot, just as Danny had said. She had brown, not straight but also not curly hair, her eyes were also brown but lighter, her cheeks and nose had some freckles, and her skin was just perfect, quite pale, but perfect. Her body was… wow… Yes, 'wow' is the world that describes her body. She didn't look 17 at all, she looked some years older, around my age. Hot.

Excuse me if I sound like a jerk, but it's been around 7 months since I don't kiss a girl. I found out 7 months ago that my girlfriend –now ex-girlfriend- Frankie was cheating on me, some paparazzi or whatever caught her making up with another guy. Tom saw the photographs and instantaneously showed them to me… I called her to her cell phone and talked to her for 2 hours or so. She said she was sorry around 1.000 times, I was holding back my tears, I really loved her and we had been together for a really long time. I wanted to give it another try, to tell her it was alright, we could start all over again. But the words simply didn't come out of my mouth, my heart wanted to do it but my brain didn't. Somehow whatever she said sounded like all lies to me, I looked back as when we were together and wonder if she had done it before, just that I hadn't found out. Then I begun to think it had all been a fantasy. I had loved her, she didn't. That wasn't love.

After being use to sleep with her almost every night, 7 months started to feel like eternity… And now this shy, hot girl comes around.

I was still hurt for what Frankie did to me. I'd been a good boyfriend! It was so unfair. What did that tall guy with muscles have that I didn't? And I don't want you to think I liked Ally, I've just met her, I'm just saying she's hot.

Besides, I couldn't trust many girls, since I joined McFLY girls have become wild whenever I'm around. Bout Ally didn't do anything crazy the moment she saw us, she didn't even know us.

"Dude, are you alright?" Harry asked me and I raced my head. I had been staring at my beer for several minutes.

"Yes, I'm fine" I said and then stood up "I'll be back in a minute"

It was really cold and quiet outside but I didn't care, it calmed me down.

I took my phone out of my pocket and was about to call Jazzie, but it was over 2 a.m., she must be already sleeping by now.

I sighed. I missed Frankie.