|Smile; {Mcfly} |

Emme awoke slightly, her head throbbing. She squirmed in the soft bed, her hand rubbing her aching forehead.

Where the hell am I? She opened her eyes slightly then jammed them shut at the light. Emme’s mind flew to last night. The last thing she could remember was Danny pushing drinks towards her, a snippet of dancing with Harry, a smidge of…Jason?! What the hell?

The light was just barely making it past the curtains, into her eyes. She blinked them open to see Tom standing over her bed.

“Oi, morning” Tom smiled “How’s the head?” He asked

Emme, squeezed her eyes tight, massaging her forehead “Fuckin’ Terrible”

“Aspirin?”

Emme opened one eye and saw Tom holding two pills and a bottle of water in his hands. She sighed happily as she took them, swallowing one pill at a time and chasing them down with a swig from the bottle.

“Thanks…” She traced her eyebrow with two fingers then asked “Can I sleep some more?”

“Yeah” Tom nodded as Emme turned and dropped her head on the pillow.

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~Bang, Crash, Crash, Bang~

Emme awoke to the booming sounds of Drums, bass and guitar. Each bang vibrated her brain and throbbed her head further. When she placed her hand on her forehead, it felt as if it had a heartbeat.

Grumpily and groggily, she steadied herself and staggered towards the sound. It didn’t take long to find the source, because well…they were in a moderately small hotel room.

Emme found Danny, Harry and Dougie just jamming out. She took a deep calming breath, unfortunately it didn’t work.

“Danny. Shut the hell up.” Emme yelled shortly. As she turned to leave, Danny strummed a loud key on the guitar. Emme took another deep breath and turned back around. Harry and Dougie were chuckling slightly, looking up at Emme. Danny looked rather pleased with himself… He wouldn’t be laughing when she got through with him

“Head hurt love?” He asked, his thick, adorable,no completely annoying accent pushing through.

“Danny, let me get this straight,” She said stridently, gripping his shoulder tightly “Stop playing. Now. I need some fricken quiet okay? Did that get through your thick skull?”

Danny grinned “Yeah, Em. I think I got it”

“Good” She smiled slowly “Wait how the hell don’t you have a hangover too?” Emme asked

“We didn’t drink nearly as much as you Em” Dougie grinned

“You were fucking wasted” Danny said laughing along side with Harry.

“I wasn’t that-”

“Yes, yes you were” Harry piped in.

“I hate all three of your fricken guts. Shut up” Emme spat grumpily and walked away.

But as soon as her head hit the pillow, they started up again. Going hard into some rock song

“YOU SOUND LIKE FUCKING GARBAGE!” Emme screamed. That only encouraged them, playing louder.

“Ugh!” She protested, as Tom came and laid face down next to her. He was wearing kaki shorts and a white and grey billabong shirt. Emme found a smile on her face as he sat.

“Feeling any better?” He asked
“No and they won’t shut up either!” Emme whined covering her face with a pillow

It was peaceful for about a minute. Then Harry, Danny and Dougie started up again. Louder this time, if possible.

“Remember anything from last night?” Tom asked with a curious smile.

“No, not really.” But then quickly shot up and stared at him, wide eyed. “Why? What did I do? What did I say? Oh my god…”

Tom grinned.

“I love that smile” Emme said sidetracked, looking at his dimples with a smile of her own.

“You told me last night too” Before you kissed me

“Oh, so I’m guessing you helped me here?” Emme asked, indicating the bed

“Yeah”

“So I didn’t say anything else?” No... Just that you love me

“Not really”

“Have I ever told you how fantastic you are?” Emme asked Tom, beaming despite her splitting headache.

Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?

“I mean really, you’re amazing. Thanks” She got out of the bed with a blushing smile and left for the bathroom. Minutes later the showered turned on.

Tom dropped his head and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

“Man,” Freddie appeared grinning at his friend “You got it bad”

(Emme)

About ten minutes later I shut off the shower, feeling about 10 times better already. I wrapped a small, white, cozy towel around my body and ran a comb through my long hair, which was already beginning to curl.

Turning around I reached for my clothes and found nothing…

“Shit” I mumbled, hoping maybe they fell on the floor or something. Nope. I definitely forgot them. I walked over to the door and pulled it open, hoping Tom wasn’t still there.

…

No such luck. There was Tom, still lying on my bed. When the door opened his eyes when wide, looking me from head to toes.

I smiled awkwardly and got a tighter grip on my towel “Uhh, sorry. I forgot my clothes-”

“It’s definitely alright”

I let out an embarrassed giggle and felt myself turn pink. Quickly, I bent down, making sure I didn’t expose anything, and picked out my clothes. As I walked back into the bathroom Tom’s eyes were still on me.

I shut the door and leaned up against it with a sigh.

Why must he be so fricken irresistible?

Five minutes later I walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed this time

I found the guys in sitting on the beds watching music videos on the TV. Dougie, Harry, Danny and Tom were all on one bed. They were all laying in awkward-looking positions, trying to fit four grown men on one hotel bed. I’m surprised it hasn’t broke yet. I laughed at the four of them and Tom looked up and smiled. Pete and Freddie were were on another bed and Freddie was sitting on the floor.

“Glad to see you dressed”

I grinned back and the rest of the guys stared at the two of us with weird stares.

I took a running start and jumped on the bed; nearly taking out Scott “What?!” I scoffed at their looks “God, sometimes you boys are mental-”

“Mental?” Scott mocked, Danny and Dougie cracking up behind me “What are you British now?”

“You’re bloody damn right” I said imitating a British accent.

“Ugh; rubbish” Pete laughed

“ALRIGHT!” Danny yelled “That was terrible.”

“I’m huunngerry” I moaned rubbing my rumbling stomach “Let’s go get some breakfast”

Pete narrowed his eyebrows “It’s 8:35…PM”

My jaw dropped “I slept for a whole day?!”