It's another update, la la. I'm really comfortable in this sitting postion right now and I hate school, so hmf.
Danny.
Charlie and I were pretty much pissed after last night, I never really knew a girl, apart from Summer, who could get drunk really quick. I kissed Charlie's head and her emerald green eyes opened, she smiled.
"Morning Danny" She placed a hand on one side of my face and kissed it lightly. I smiled at her touch.
"Come on, wake up" I told her, staggering alittle as I stood up.
She groaned into her pillow, I chuckled, she was never a morning person "No, it's nice and warm here"
"We should try and live every minutes of every day" I told her, but she still didn't move or budge.
Instead she mumbled into her "Okay, I'll live these few minutes with my eyes closed"
I smiled and I put my head on her feet. My hand walked up to her legs and then on her stomach. My fingers stopped there and she turned to look at me.
"Oh no" I tried to get out of my gasp but too late I had started to tickle her "Stop, please, stop" She screamed, laughing hysterically.
"Not until you say that I'm most amazing husband and cook, ever!" I told her, she giggled even more. I loved how her laugh was like an elf's laugh and really cheeky but she was, I guess that's why I love her so much. I laughed and smiled down at her. Her laugh was so contagious and her smile.
"Daniel Alan David Jones is the most amazing husband ever and the greatest cook of all time!" She blurted out, I stopped tickling her and she sat up, smiling her blonde stuck up in some places, but she still looked adorable. I kissed her nose and she smiled "And I'm not lying" She smiled.
"What do you want for breakfast Char?" I asked Charlie, she was flicking through the channels, we had over 360 channels.
"Um, the usual if we have some" I smiled, she and Summer shared a guilty pleasure for bacon, it was one of their weakness. I flipped the bacon into the frying pan, humming a random tune as Charlie flicked through the music channels. Within a few minutes, the smell of bacon filled the small kitchen. Charlie had decided to leave it on the news channel. I set down our bacon butties on the coffee table in front of the TV.
"So what do you want to do today?" Charlie asked me after taking a few bites of her sandwich.
"Um, we could go for a walk or-" I stopped, hearing a name on the news. Both Charlie and I whirled around to look at the screen and a picture of my dad stared back at me.
"Reports say that Alan Jones, imprisoned for child abuse on Summer Jones, sister of Danny Jones from McFly, has escaped from prison yesterday night, police say he was extremely odd up until the night of his escape" I turned off the TV, they were just going to go on about the story and all that anyway. I wonder if Summer knew and how would she take it? She hates dad after what he did to her. What's her reaction to this news?
"I need to call Dougie" I stood up and ran to the phone. I dialled his familiar number into the phone and he picked up immediately.
"Heeeeeeeeeey Dan" Dougie called down the phone.
"Hi Doug, did you see the new this morning?" I asked him.
"No, why what'd you do?"
"Nothing, but it's about my dad"
I could hear his sigh of anger on the other end.
"He's escaped from prison" I told him.
"Holy shit, fuck, what are we going to do?" He panicked; he hated the memory more than me.
"I can't believe, he was beating her right under my nose, it was all an act. The little princess and everything was a big fat lie, no wonder she still blames herself for mum's death" I sobbed, their mother died? Before I knew it we were outside the house. There was a loud scream and we all ran out the car. The screams of pain were coming from the bathroom, and then they stopped .I practically flashed past us, up the stairs. Tom, Harry, Dougie and James followed me. We stopped and stared, shocked and disgusted at the scene in front of us, my dad, with a knife in his hand and the single word, mistake, craved into Summer's arm. "Dad!" I yelled at him, angry.
"I don't know Doug, but you have to tell her, she needs know" I told him.
"I understand, do you want us to come round?" He asked me.
"Yeah, that's the best way Doug"
"OK, bye" He hung up. Oh my god, he's escaped, it only just washed over me.
I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought hey
you know, this could be something
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing
So maybe it's true that I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one
I remember every look upon your face
The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
I'm finally now believing