"Hi, um, I just realised I don't know your name.." Danny laughed nervously as he sat down beside me.
"Mary." I nodded. For some reason I felt the need to hold his hand. I don't know why, it felt like the right thing to do. Like in films.
"Mary, god you're pretty, umm, do you mind talking to Harry?"
"No, not at all. Where did he go?" I tried to act out the fact I didn't know where he'd gone the best I could, but my acting wasn't great. Luckily Danny wasn't the smartest tool in the box, and the drunkness helped.
"In his room, I'll take you." He took my hand instead, and pulled me up from the floor when and why was I on the floor?! and as we walked the room, we passed Briony being kissed forcefully against a wall by Tom. Casual. "Is that your mate?" Danny laughed as we walked up the stairs.
"Yepp, looks like she's having fun." I giggled.
"Aww, it's cute." Danny said. I would have never expected him to say that. Suddenly, we were outside Harry's door. "We have reached your destination," Danny said like a SatNav, "this is where I leave you."
I knocked the door after much consideration, and entered after I heard a faint, "come in."
"Oh, hi..." Harry, who was still shirtless, blushed as he looked up from the TV.
"I'm Mary by the way, just in case you were wondering."
"Hi Mary." he patted the bed for me to sit opposite him, "what brings you here?"
"You asked me to come here." I giggled. Why did I once again feel the need to hold his hand?
"Oh yeah," he giggled nervously, looking at the TV for few seconds before turning back to me, "I just want to say that you are stunning, you really are. I also want to ask you if you are free tomorrow night?" I mentally checked on diary, but then again I was never busy. On Saturday nights Briony and I generally just stayed in and ate loads of pizza and popcorn whilst watching many films. We aren't very interesting people...
"Nothing!" I said, maybe a bit too eagerly.
Harry was a bit taken a back. Oh shit, I've ruined it for myself. "Excellent! I'll pick you up at 7?" He smiled.
"Sounds great!"
"I'll get the details off of Megs, do you want to go downstairs for a drink?"
"Sure!"

I wasn't really feeling up for alcohol, so I talked to Harry for a bit and then went to find Briony. I found her on the stairs next to Tom, laughing uncontrollably about what looks like nothing. She spotted me and reached out to pull me closer, failing obviously. "Look Mary, look! I have odd socks on!" And they both laughed even more; nearly falling off the stairs.
"Okay Briony, I think it might be time to go home."
"Oh," Tom pulled a sad face, "leaving so soon? The party's just getting started!"
"You sound like my mum!" Briony slurred, attempting to get up, but almost falling face first down the 3 steps. With my ninja like skills, I caught hold of her. "Yeah, it really is time to go." The scary thing was that I was only with Harry for about half an hour. How the hell had she drunk that much and it had done that to her in half an hour?! After dealing with the protesting, I managed to call a cab, and get us both in.

We got home, and put Briony to bed. I brushed my teeth, changed into my pyjamas and climbed into my bed; staring at the ceiling. A load of thoughts came into my head. This morning, I had been a normal McFly fan, who had just been told she was going to a McFly party. After leaving that party, I had managed to be kissed by one of the guitarists and been asked out on a date with the drummer.