A/N: Here's chapter three, Harry and the other boys will show up in the next one for sure, don't worry! Enjoy!

Galaxydefender49: Thank you, here it is :)

11th May, 2006

'Morning Julian.' Sonia greeted the guitar expert as she entered.

'Hey Sonia. You're pretty early today. No party last night?' He teased.

'Nope. Spent the night watching McFly videos.' She replied.

'So you're a fan now?' Julian smirked, and Sonia laughed. She actually had really liked their songs, specially She Left Me and Surfer Babe, and she thought it was funny that almost the whole first album was about the guys never be able to get the girl they loved.

'Yeah, you could say so. Has Jason arrived yet?' She asked.

'He's in his office, taking care of the plane tickets. We're leaving on the 20th May. Is that alright for you?'

'Sure. I'll be right back.' Sonia smiled and knocked on Jason's office door. Without waiting for an answer, she opened it, knowing Jason was incredibly air headed.

'Good morning, Jase.' Sonia smiled, sitting in one of the chairs.

'Hello, you came earlier today.' Jason grinned, finally taking his eyes of his laptop.

'Do I always arrive that late? It's the third time I heard that this morning.' Jason laughed, sounding like a dog after a tonsillectomy (like he always did when he laughed).

'Yes you do! But, hey, no one's perfect, right?'

'So are you saying my only fault is being late most of the time?' Sonia raised an eyebrow, challenging him.

'Nope, you have many others,-'

'Like what?!' She demanded, knowing he was just teasing her.

'Like your obsession with beer, and whisky, and vodka, and-'

'Yeah, any kind of alcohol, I got it, Jase.' Jason sat up straighter in his leather chair.

'Now, what brings you to my office so early? He asked in a more serious tone.

'I googled that band, McFly.' Sonia started, looking down at her hands and fidgeting.

'Great, what did you think?'

'They are really wicked, actually. It's awesome how they were able to have so much success in a time when boy bands were dominant in the music industry. And their songs are quite cool. Nice lyrical concepts.'

'Good, good, glad you liked them.'

'But- I saw some of their video clips. The drummer, Harry Judd. I know him.' She started playing with her fingers again.

'Really? How do you know him? But like, properly know him? Went to the same school or something?' Jason asked her, curious.

'Yes, we were on the same boarding school. Same year, same class. We were like, best friends.' She admitted, blushing.

'Whoa, that's amazing! How come you didn't know McFly then?' Jason was surprised.

'We went to separate ways. It's kind of a funny story. I started dating him on eleventh grade, and we broke up a few months after graduation.' Sonia smiled sadly, and Jason started to look worried.

'Sonia, are you sure you want to go? You can stay if you feel like it's too much pressure for you, and-'

'No, no. I want to go. I think it would be cool to see him again and work with him. The connection we had... It was amazing. We were the best of friends for a long time, even before we started dating.'

'Really? How did you two started going out?' Jason seemed interested, and Sonia liked the way he was always ready for a story.

'It was on the second term of eleventh grade, and we were both sixteen- we actually share birthdays, he's twelve hours older than me- and he played basketball in the school's team. At some point of the game someone passes him the ball, but he didn't quite catch it, the ball hit his head, and he fell backwards, right through the window. He needed to be taken to the hospital, and I spent the night with him there. After an hour begging the teachers to let me visit him. 'She chuckled at the memory.

'Are you going to talk to him? About coming back, you know?' Jason asked, looking worried.

'No. I don't know why but I wanted this to be a surprise. Can you imagine how cool would it be if I just appeared in front of him, all of a sudden? And I think he'll be really happy when he sees me again. It was me breaking up with him, after all.'

'What happened after the break up?' Jason asked.

'We stayed friends, like we had been before we had started going out.'

'How did Innie react to the fact you're moving back to England?' The producer demanded. Innie was one of Sonia's best friends, and she had also moved to Sydney with her after high school. She had been Harry's friend too, but, like Sonia, had lost contact with him.

'She was happy for me, I think, although you could see she was a bit bummed out that I was moving. I'll try to get a spare fortnight in the Australian Summer to visit her.' Sonia replied. 'After all, I don't want to lose contact with any of my best friends, again.'

25th July, 2003

'What is this, Harry? Tom asked, as he took a photo album from one of the many boxes in Harry's room. He had arrived to the band house in the morning, and Danny was about to complain how was it possible they had started unpacking Harry's stuff after lunch, and they still hadn't finished it, being almost 11pm. They were done with clothes, now the few boxes left had photos, magazines and other kind of personal belongings.

'It looks like a photo album, you moron.' Danny smirked, making Tom roll his eyes in annoyance. The Boltoner moved closer to Tom, taking the said photo album and opening it. 'Hey, it's Harry in high school. Posh uniform, mate.'

'Way cooler than yours was, Danny.' Tom teased, but Danny ignored. Harry looked at his album.

'Yeah, all these pictures were taken in my eleventh grade.' He stated, turning the page. The whole second page was a big photo of him with an arm around a girl's shoulder's, which immediately attracted Danny's attention. She was really pretty, with tanned skin and curly brown hair going past her shoulders.

'Who is she?' Danny asked, pointing at the mysterious girl.

'Her name's Sonia. We dated for two years.' Harry smiled sadly.

'She's beautiful, mate. What happened?' Tom wanted to know.

'Do you want the whole story?' Harry asked, closing the album and putting it on the night table.

'Sure, we're in the mood for stories, aren't we, Tom?' Danny replied.

'Alright. I met her in the beginning of the tenth grade...'