A/N: Hello again : ) For my next story, it will probably be McFly related. I've got a poll up on my profile to see what pairing you'd like to see me write about. So please could you just quickly vote or message me your favourite? Thanks... well enjoy :P

"Danny, Tom, Dougie. I'm so glad you came." A young woman with dark hair came over to us.

"Hi Catherine." Danny said.

Danny turned to Dougie and me.

"He's only just learnt my name so take it slowly and don't really ask him questions as he doesn't understand that well. Also they seem to think that it's Post-traumatic amnesia that he has, but it seems to be worse as he can't spell or read that much but can still talk."

"Okay." I said as Dougie nodded.

We followed Danny over to where Harry was. He looked shocking, didn't look like himself at all. He looked really pale and had red rings around his eyes. He had a nurse sitting by his bed, helping him read something.

Catherine walked over to the nurse and dismissed her. "Harry, your friends are here to see you. Danny, Tom and Dougie." She said in a babyish voice.

"Danny." He repeated.

Danny walked over and sat next to him. "Do you remember your best friends, Dougie and Tom?" He said, pulling us over to him. I smiled awkwardly.

"Hey Harry!" Dougie exclaimed.

Harry looked quite frightened of Dougie. Danny turned around and glared at him.

"Sorry." He muttered.

"D-danny, who are t-these people?" Harry slowly said, pointing a finger at Dougie and me.

"They're your best friends, Harry."

"Oh..."

"Remember their names. Dougie and Tom." Danny said, sternly.

"Doug-ie. To-m" Harry said.

Even his voice had changed, he spoke in a confused way, braking some words up and some things he said didn't make sense.

"Try and remember their names as they are your best friends." Danny slowly said. It was like talking to a 5 year old.

"Harry, do you think you could go back to living out of the hospital?" Catherine said, sweetly.

Harry slowly nodded, but still looked confused.

"Harry, you can stay with me." Danny smiled.

I stared at him. What the hell? I didn't mind spending a few days with him... but living with him? That's a bit too much!

"Danny can I talk to you." I muttered.

He sighed, but got up and walked over to the corner as I followed him.

"What's up?"

"You seriously want him to live with you?"

"Shhh... he can't stay on his own! Do you mind?"

"Oh am I staying with you again, then?" I smiled.

"I thought you would have wanted to."

"Can't he stay with Doug?" I shouted, quietly. (A/N: I don't know if you can shout quietly...)

"We are not letting him stay with Doug! C'mon Tom really! Dougie! God knows what Dougie would do to him..."

"Does Dougie understand what's wrong with him?" I asked.

We both turned to look at Dougie who was now belting out Five Colours In Her Hair, trying to get Harry to sing along.

"Obviously not..." Danny muttered.

We quickly ran over and told Dougie to shut up as Harry looked terrified.

Catherine let Harry out of his bed and handed him his clothes to change into as we all left and she shut the curtains behind us.

"Can you just try not and act like that, guys?" She whispered, mainly looking at Dougie.

We nodded, slowly.

Harry came out from behind the curtain. We all turned to look at him and smiled.

"Okay, let's get you lot downstairs then." Catherine said as we all followed her downstairs to reception. Danny grabbed hold of Harry's hand. Even though I knew it was just to help him get down stairs as he wasn't used to it, I still felt quite jealous as he wasn't holding my hand...

When we got to the reception we were given a thick book about what Harry can and cannot do from a nurse.

"Just remember that he does remember some things, try showing him photographs or just things that could jog his memory a bit. We don't have a clue what he'll remember or not so just try saying stuff and he may remember or may not... it's completely random." Catherine muttered.

"Okay" Danny said.

"Oh and here's the belongings he had when he came to the hospital." She said, handing us a carrier bag which just had his phone, keys and wallet in.

"Alright." Danny said.

"Take care of him and ring or visit us if there are any problems. I think you should try and spend as much time as possible with him." Catherine said.

"Okay, see you soon then." Danny said, pulling Harry out of the hospital and Dougie and I followed.

I got in the passenger seat next to Danny in the car and Dougie and Harry sat in the back.

"Doug, do you want to come back to mine or shall I take you straight home?" Danny said, turning to look at him.

"Take me home please Dan, I'll miss Dora the Explorer otherwise!"

I giggled, classic Doug. We made our way home; it was quite awkward as nobody spoke much.

Danny broke the silence. "Tom, shall I drop you off home to get your bags?"

"Okay, although I might stay at my house as you have a visitor." I said the word 'visitor' slowly.

"Why does he live with you D-danny?" Harry said, which made me jump from his sudden voice.

"Er... I just get lonely on my own." Danny replied, which surprised me as he didn't tell him we were together. I mean, Harry wouldn't react like last time, would he?

"Please stay, Tom. I need your help." He whispered, resting a hand on my thigh.

"Okay. But can you take me home first?"

"Sure."

When Danny dropped me home I quickly ran around the house packing everything again as I had unpacked before. I remembered to bring absolutely everything I needed so I didn't have to keep on going back home to get more stuff. I also picked up several things that could help Harry's memory, like photos and McFly albums.

When I was ready, I drove over to Danny's house and knocked on the door.

He quickly answered. "Hey Tom, come in! I've let Harry have a go on my old drum kit and he hasn't forgotten a thing! Got the same talent."

I came in and left my bags by the stairs as I followed Danny into the lounge where his old drum kit had been put and Harry was pounding away, naturally on the drums. Even though I still hate him, I decided to make an effort.

"Very good." I smiled.

"Harry, look who's came over!" Danny smiled, putting an arm around me.

"Hi, Tom." He said. Danny and I both seemed very surprised at how easily he remembered me.

"Hi." I whispered.

There was a long silence. "Shall I, er, make some lunch or something?" Danny asked.

"Lunch..." Harry said.

"Food..." Danny said slowly.

"Please!" Harry smiled.

Danny looked at me.

"Yeah anything, thanks." I smiled.

"Harry do you want a Marmite sandwich?" Danny asked.

"What's Marmite?" Harry asked, curiously.

"It's your favourite. Trust me." Danny smiled.

"Okay." Harry grinned.

Danny left the room to go to the kitchen. Harry was looking at me, I went over and sat on the sofa and he instantly came and sat next to me.

"How are you, Harry?" I asked.

"Good thanks, how are you?"

"Great" I smiled. "Hey, I want to show you something..." I got up and walked over to Danny's CD stand. I picked out 'Above The Noise' as it was the most recent and I put it into Danny's CD player. I sat back down and handed Harry the CD case.

"Do you remember recording this CD with us two years ago?" I asked.

"McFly." He said slowly, reading off of the CD case.

"Yeah, that was our band. You, me, Danny and Dougie. Do you remember Dougie? He was there at the hospital earlier?"

"Yes... he was singing something... it was kinda weird."

I laughed. "Dougie was singing a McFly song, it's called Five Colours In Her Hair. Do you remember it?"

"Maybe..."

There was no response from listening to the 'Above The Noise' CD so I swapped it with the 'Room on the 3rd Floor' CD and handed him the case for that one instead.

"This is Five Colours In Her Hair." I said, as the song played.

We listened to a bit of it and it shocked me when Harry started singing along.

"You remember it?" I smiled.

"Yeah... I like this song."

We listened to the rest of the album and ate our sandwiches that Danny had brought in.

"Wow... this Marmite stuff is really nice!" Harry grinned.

Danny and I exchanged glances at each other before giggling.

"Well it is your favourite." Danny smiled.

We spent the rest of the day showing Harry photos of all the memories we'd had as McFly. He said he could vaguely remember some pictures. He could especially remember when we filmed the music video for Transylvania. He even started singing a bit of it, just by looking at a picture of us dressed as women! I'm so glad that some of these pictures had worked a lot, just as I'd hoped.

It was quite late in the evening and Danny had driven Harry back home so he could pack a bag as he didn't have anything with him. When they returned Danny walked past me and muttered. "He didn't even recognise his own house..."

Wow! That's surprising!

"Harry, you're sleeping in a spare room upstairs. When do you want to go to sleep? It's 10 at night now." Danny said.

"I'm actually very tired now, so can I go to sleep now?"

"Sure. Tom, show him his room."

I sighed and walked upstairs as he followed me. Going right up onto the 3rd floor there was a small-ish room with an en-suite.

"Here you go." I said, turning on the light.

"Thanks." He smiled, putting his bag on the bed.

"There's a bathroom in there, so you can go pee or have a shower whenever." I said as he giggled.

"Thanks, Tom."

I sighed then smiled and left him there as I made my way back downstairs to Danny. He was sitting on the sofa, so I decided to join him.

"Is he alright up there?" He asked.

"Yeah, I think so."

"Good."

I sighed. "How long do you think he'll be here for, Dan?"

"Not long, hopefully. I just think it's best for him not to live on his own... he can't really handle it at the moment, but I'm sure soon everything will be better. And, I guess we could trust Dougie with him, as he needs to get friendlier with Harry."

"So we can just dump him with Dougie?"

We both giggled.

"No! We can't! Dougie can have half a week and we can have the other half... just see what happens." He laughed.

"Okay... But can't we just leave him in a hotel?" I laughed.

"Aww you're so mean! Why don't you leave him with your friend?"

"Who? You mean Jay? Oh my god, I just remembered I haven't heard from him all day! Let me call him again..." I said, getting out my phone and dialling his number.

It went straight to voicemail again, I sighed and hung up. Straight away I had an incoming call, from him.

I smiled and answered it.

"Hey, Jay."

But it wasn't Jay who answered.