i used to hate you,
rating +15. sexual activity, language.
pairing danny jones/mel <3
point of view: first person, mel.
summary when your the younger sister of dougie poynter, some things are bound to happen.
disclaimer sadly, i do not own mcfly, but i do own the mel. lolz.
dedications to those who auditioned for this fiction. all of you guys are amazing.

remember! r&r is what nice people do.
thankss.

chapter directory
1 through 5  ~ page one

6 through 9 ~ page three

10 through 11 ~ page five

12 ~ page eight

13 through 14 ~ page eleven

15 ~ page fourteen

16 through 17 ~ page fifteen

18 ~ page eighteen

19 through 21 ~ page twenty-five

22 ~ page thirty-two

23 through 24 ~ page thirty-three

25 ~ page thirty-four

26 ~ page thirty-eight

27 ~page thirty-nine

28 ~ page fourty

29 ~ page fourty-four

30 through 31 ~ page fourty-six

32 ~ page fourty-eight

33 ~ page fourty-nine

34 ~ page fifty

35 ~ page fifty-one

36 ~ page fifty-two

one.

I was supposed to go to Germany with the rest of my class. I was supposed to be with my friend’s right about now. I was supposed to be having a laugh and taking pictures at the most famous monuments. I was also supposed to be with the fittest guy in all of Essex. He’s so cute, so dreamy. He has gorgeous blue eyes and short, blonde hair. He’s every girl’s type of sex god I should say. My friends had given asking him questions about me. Him and I were supposed to be together right about now…

But let’s cut to the chase, shall we?

As I was saying, I was supposed to be in Germany with my friends and the rest of my class right about now. But I wasn’t. All thanks to my good-for-nothing, bass playing, shoe smelling brother. He ruined it. Just because he’s in a band, and his band is going to be meeting the Queen for the 3^rd time doesn’t mean I have to miss the most anticipating trip of the year. It was actually the last trip with my class before A-Levels start.

He always finds a way to p!ss me off.

“Dougie you idiot! Do I have to remind you how much I really, fuckin hate you? TURN OFF THE D@MN MUSIC!” I yelled at him from across the hall. His room which was right across from mine always had music blaring from his stereo system, which was as loud as 20 million lions roaring at once. I screamed as I shut my own door.

The music still played. Fuck.

I dialed Dougie’s number on my phone. He answered it.

“For fuck’s sake Doug, you could pick up your phone, but you can’t even hear me yelling from my room to yours? And your door is open like always!” I shouted. He laughed and shut off the music. I threw my phone on my bed and ran across the hall. Dougie was standing right next to his stereo; phone in hand.

“Listen Mel, mum said you should be getting ready right about now. The mates are coming over.” He flashed me a smile. I bent down and began to throw his shoes at him. “You’re so stupid! I was supposed to be at Germany right about now you idiot! I didn’t even have to go with you! You and your “mates” ruin my life Doug!” I stormed out of his room and slammed my door shut.

I called up my mum to see if Dougie was right. I didn’t feel like going. I’d rather stay home then meet the Queen.

“Hello, Mel?” She answered. My mum’s voice always made me happy. It was soothing, yet very straight-foreword. She yelled, but still, it was very soothing. Dougie was used to her yelling by now. Before he joined the band, he got scolded by her and my dad at least twice a day for 7 days. He didn’t mind it though.

I opened up my closet and said, “Mum, did you really mean what you said?”

“What did I say, love?” She asked.

“That I have to go with Dougie and his friends to meet the Queen.” I sighed and reached for my pretty lavender coloured dress, just in case I had too. I bent down and grabbed a pair of black pumps to go with it.

“Mel, darling, I’m very sorry you missed your trip to Germany, but please, could you go with Dougie and the boys to London? Just for today and the rest of the weekend is all yours.”

I pouted. I threw the dress over my shoulder towards my bed and grabbed the shoes and placed them on my bed.

“Mum, I was supposed to be with my mates right now! But no, Dougie had to go and open his fuckin mouth about the visit. I don’t even want to go, mum. When are you and dad coming back?” I asked, walking over to my dresser to pull out a pair of underwear.

My mum and dad were both professors at the University of Essex. They both taught morning classes, so they were usually away until 12 noon. But since it almost the summer holidays, they were stuck over at Uni going over exams with 10 different teachers. I just wanted them to come back home, so I didn’t have to go.

“Sweetie, I told you. Your dad and I won’t be home until 11 at night. We’re stuck in a meeting that might take up the whole entire day. Just please go with Dougie. Trust me; you’ll have loads of fun.”

“Fine, whatever.” I said plainly.

Other teachers in the background all starting conversing with each other. My mum was busy so she said, “Mel, I’ll have to call you back. Actually, call me when you arrive in London. Have fun, love!”

I sat on my bed. “Thanks mum. Bye.”

Great, I had to go with my stupid brother and his stupid friends to meet the stupid Queen. I don’t really mean the Queen is stupid, it’s just right now, this whole ‘visiting thing’ is p!ssing me off. The second worst thing about doing this is that I have to be in a car for about 30 minutes with the four most immature guys in all of Great Britain. They might all be in their twenties, but for god’s sake, they are so immature. Why do I need this kind of punishment?

two.

It was about almost noon. I got out of the shower and put on my casual dress with very dressy shoes. The wear was supposed to be formal, but I decided to rebel against the attire; I was already angry with Dougie. I did my makeup and put up my hair in a messy bun. I looked pretty decent. Dougie told me to dress super sophisticated… I was meeting the Queen for God’s sake! But I just ignored him.

I loaded my purse with the things I really needed: my phone, lip gloss, mints, & other things a girl has to have in a purse. I shrugged at myself as I walked past the mirror. I shut my door and walked down the stairs to see Dougie and his stupid friends.

“Mel! What the hell are you wearing?” Dougie asked. He walked towards me and stared at the dress I was wearing. He was mad, but I didn’t care. The three idiots looked over their shoulder as they were sitting on the sofa watching TV. They smiled really big and then pouted as I rolled my eyes.

I stomped across the room and sat on the kitchen chair. “Mum said I could wear whatever I wanted to wear. So, I chose this.” I pointed at my lavender coloured dress and black pumps. I smirked at him while I applied some lip gloss on. He grunted and ran upstairs to get his phone.

“Hey Mel,” I looked over at the three wankers sitting on the sofa. They all turned to look at me. I had forgotten their names! I had no idea which one was which. Oh well. I nodded and went back to applying lip gloss on myself.

Dougie came downstairs and said, “Alright mates, let’s go to London!” His voice was very happy, but I knew deep down he was still mad about what I was wearing.

The truth is, I don’t really like the way Dougie acts around me whenever his friends are around. We’re only 4 years apart, yet he still treats me like I’m his 5 year old sister. I dislike it and whenever one of his band mates are over at our flat, he constantly nags to me when my music is too loud (which is never) and he just comes into my room and shuts the door. How pathetic, isn’t it?

I know.

We all piled into Tom’s mini. The atmosphere in the car wasn’t really pleasant. It was way too stuffed in the back. I was sitting in between the guy with the really bad chest hair and the one with gorgeous blue eyes, yet had the most annoying smile known to man kind.

“In case you forgot, I’m Danny.” The one with the blue eyes said. I looked at him and smiled. He placed his hand in front of me, waiting for me to shake it.

“I didn’t forget… I just didn’t feel like saying hello.” I turned my head and left his hand hanging. He scratched his head and looked out the window.

The traffic wasn’t that bad actually. The roads were open, not a single car in sight. We might be in London in 15 easy minutes, which means less time sitting next to these gits. God, it smelled so bad.

The moment we arrived at the Palace, I literally jumped out of the car and started to inhale and exhale very fast. The air in the car just wasn’t circulating. It pretty much stayed in one spot; so when Dougie farted, it stayed in the front and slowly came towards the back seats. It was not amusing!

We walked inside and got our seats. I was sitting next to my brother and Danny. As it started, I felt very uncomfortable because the seats weren’t very comfy. I kept moving about in my seat. Danny touched my arm and whispered, “Mel, could you please stop moving? Don’t worry, we’re going to leave in the next couple seconds…” and then the McFly boys all stood up and walked towards the stage area.

I watched them leave and sat up and tried to get more comfortable. I placed my purse on my lap and tucked the fallen strands of my hair behind my ear. The boys walked up on stage and waited till the Queen made her rounds down the line. Dougie looked over and smiled, I smiled back. Harry looked down and it seemed as if he were trying to hold back a laugh, or perhaps a sneeze.

I covered my mouth to prevent me from laughing aloud. The Queen finally reached Tom. He kindly bowed and smiled towards his Majesty. The three boys did quite well too. Danny looked over and flashed me a smile. I failed an attempt to smile back. I looked to the side and then back at the boys; they were walking off the stage now.

“Mel! Did you see me? I did amazing! Better than the last visit! Aha!” Dougie screamed as he picked me up off the ground and spun me around. I held onto his shoulders and laughed. “Doug! Put me down you idiot!” He placed me firmly on the ground. I smoothed out my dress and fixed my hair. The three boys walked off as I opened my purse to take out my phone.

Danny walked up to me and asked, “Why me?” He looked very serious. He wasn’t all smiley and giddy like he was just a few minutes ago. I looked around and thought for a quick second.

I shrugged and asked, “What are you talking about Danny?”

“You act like you really hate my guts.” He said, crossing his arms and staring at me straight in the eyes.

I shook my head and walked over to Dougie. My lips curved upward because this was obviously a happy moment for him. I wrapped my arms around and shoulders and squeezed him lightly. Harry and Tom came towards us while Danny stayed in the back. We all started walking back to Tom's car. Dougie walked beside me and grabbed my purse and held it. I smiled. "Thanks Dougie. I know we don't always agree on the same level, but I have to admit, you did great! I thought you were going to screw up, but you didn't."

three.

The moment Dougie and I got home, our parents were sitting on the sofa watching a movie together. Mum turned her head and smiled. “Hi sweetie, how was London?”

Dougie slid off his coat and hung it on the coat rack. He ran over to mum and dad and said, “It was probably the best visit ever. Mum, remember when I nearly messed up 3 years ago? Well, guess what?! I didn’t mess up this time.” My dad swung his arms over Dougie and had him in a headlock.

“Good job, son!” Dad said, still holding him in a headlock.

Mum smiled and kissed the top of his head. As dad released Dougie from his death-defying head locking position, I jumped in and said, “He’s really quite excited about that. He couldn’t stop talking about it in the car.” I laughed and stood up.

“Well, I told you you’d have fun, Mellie.” Mum cooed. She reached over and kissed my cheek. I nodded and kissed my dad on the cheek. Dougie got up and we both went upstairs. We ran to our sofas that were placed the great room that separated our bedrooms. It was just a room with our television set, sofa’s and our game consoles.

I kicked off my heels and slipped on my pair of slippers. Dougie threw the pillows on the ground and turned on the X-box. I let my hair down and grabbed the other game control.

“Doug, what’s up with your mate Danny? He seems a bit paranoid.” I said, pressing random buttons on the controller. On the screen, he selected a game I didn’t know… so I just set the controller on the ground.

“Danny? He’s just like that. Hey, you’ve never spent any quality time with the guys, haven’t you?” He asked, as he was targeting enemies and shooting them with rifles. I closed my eyes and tried to remember a time where I spent some time with boys.

Doug brought them over when I was 15, but I don’t remember talking to them, nor taking at least a 5 second glance at them. I usually turn away at 2 seconds. They really irritated me back then.

“Uh… as I recall, I have not spent any time with the guys, Doug. That’s why I didn’t know any of their names!” I said.

He was now breaking down walls and hiding behind concrete planters. Ugly looking aliens walked passed his character and started blasting a green nasty liquid. Dougie ran and hid behind another one of those concrete planters. The alien was now chasing him and once Dougie was caught in the public eye, he was shot down by the hideous monster.

Game Over came on the screen in red letters.

“Dammit! 45 times that’s happened! Fucking game…” He whined as he threw the game controller.

I rolled my eyes and talked in a loud tone. “Doug, answer my fucking question!”

“Hey, no swearing…” my mum yelled from downstairs.

Dougie stood up and as he walked passed me, he answered my question.

“I heard he fancied you,” he murmured.

four.
The following Monday, I had school. How I dread school and especially having to miss the trip that happened the past weekend. Dougie woke me up and asked if he could tag along and walk me to school. I looked at him and said, "Hah. Fuck no."  Did he seriously want to get punched in the face or something? I am never going to be seen with him in front of my friends. They'll go all crazy and no one knows what might happen.

When he left my room brokenhearted, I got dressed and went downstairs to have some breakfast. Parents were out and Dougie had rehearsals later on in the day. He watched me as I slowly ate my cereal. I stared at him back, confused. "What do you want, Doug?" I asked, dropping my spoon back into my bowl. "Nothing," He chuckled. I shook my head and got up to leave.

 School was going to be a drag, I could already tell. I could already imagine my friends talk about the trip; I could hear them laughing amongst themselves and having their own little ‘inside jokes'. I could just see myself... sitting in between them, smashed, listening to them laugh and have a good time while I'm stuck not knowing anything because I didn't get to go to Germany. Because of my stupid, wanker of a brother!

"Mel, I'm so sorry you had to miss the trip, but it was really something. Loads of things happened there! Mike kept asking for you and we were about to give him your cell number, but then..." Sadie, my friend absolutely loved telling me all the gossip. She could talk in this very fast tone, yet we all understood what she said. It made gossiping much, more simple, "Karen took him away. Well actually, she told Mike to sit next to her and he did, so we never got to give him your number. Sorry Mel."

I nodded my head and let my friends continue on about the trip to Germany. They told me they had a good time, yet it wasn't complete without me. And while they were there, they brought me a souvenir. Dani handed me a package wrapped with a ribbon. I untied the ribbon and opened the box. My friends were all hyped up to see whether I'd like it or not.

I reached into the box and pulled out a one-of-a-kind poster.

Oh no, it was a McFly poster.

"We all know you aren't very keen with McFly... but we just couldn't resist. We don't have this kind of poster here in Essex, so we all bought one and we bought this one just for you, so hope you like it Mel." Shauni said. She smiled and held her hands tightly together against her chest. I felt like collapsing right there on the ground, but I couldn't.

A stupid McFly poster? Thanks, you guys...

"Really, this is too kind. Thank you all for deciding to buy me this stupid poster. I hate McFly, but thanks anyway you guys." I said and expanded my arms for all my friends to come in for a hug.

The day ended rather well. Once the final bell rang, my friends and I met right outside by the curb. I held the poster in my hands and banged it on people's heads because it was rolled up. Shauni was running up behind us. "Wait, wait up you guys..."

"Mel, do you want to go to a party tonight? It's Mike's birthday and he invited the school." Dani said, taking out her mobile phone out of her bag. I nodded my head, "Sure. I'm up for it."

"Great, we'll pick you up around 8," Dani looked at me, "Wait, what about Dougie?"

I shrugged. "Fuck him. There's no school tomorrow, I think it's a great idea."

Shauni agreed, "Yeah, Dougie's a bit up-tight, don't you think? He needs to let loose..."

"Like he should take off his clothes one by one... very slowly," My other friend Colleen said. The girls were now picturing my brother strip down in a fantasy. I cringed at the thought of it. I waved my hands in the air, "Hello? Please stop having fantasies of my brother, especially when I'm around."

They all came back to me, "Oh right. Sorry Mel."

"So pick you up at 8? We're taking Dani's car." Colleen said, struggling for her car keys. I told them to call me an hour before they pick me up. Now I have to try to convince Dougie to let me go without actually telling Dougie.

"Dougie, I'm going to a party with my friends tonight." I said, as I walked passed him in the kitchen.

He turned around fast and glared at me. "No, mum and dad said I have to look after you tomorrow. They're going to Nan's and you're staying home." I shook my head as I walked back down the stairs. I could hear the parents upstairs. I walked up to Dougie. "What the fuck? Doug, I'm going. I'm old enough to care for myself!"

"Well you're not going, Mel. God, why do you have to act like a fucking brat!?" He yelled. He raised his arms over his head and ran his hands through his hair. I stood there with my arms crossed, dropping my bag and looked away.

"Why don't you stop treating me like a 5 year old, Doug? I'm 18 years old for fuck's sake!" I shouted back at him. Without letting him talk back, I grabbed my bag and ran upstairs. Now I was acting like a 5 year old. I slammed my door shut, making a loud bang. Hopefully my parents didn't hear. They had loud music coming from their side of the hall.

I called up Shauni, "Hey, did you talk to Dougie?"

"Of course I talked to Dougie..." I whispered lightly onto the end of the phone. I kicked off my shoes and slid off my skirt. From my drawers, I pulled out a pair of my low riding shorts with my strapless top.

"Well, what the fuck did he say?" She asked. I could also hear her rummaging through drawers, probably trying to find something to wear as well. From across the hall, I could hear my mum call out Dougie's name from her bedroom. "Dougie, we're leaving in a few...make sure to lock all windows and doors!" "Yes mum."

I held the phone in between my shoulder and ear. I held up my shorts and my top. Together, they were the perfect party clothes. Hey, it was Mike's birthday party. He deserved to have some well dressed girls at the party tonight. I opened my closet and knelt down to pick out the perfect pumps to finish off the outfit. The ones that I chose were the gorgeous red ones my mum bought me for my 17^th birthday. Thank you mum.

"Oh, he said no..." I paused, "but of course, I'm still going." Shauni laughed.

"You're so bad, glad I taught you well." I chuckled and said bye.

 Tonight, I wasn't going to let Dougie spoil the fun. He wasn't going to be holding me back when I want to go out my friends. I'm perfectly fine and perfectly secure of myself. I'm 18 years old for Christ's sake. I can take care of myself. My friends are there, it's no big deal. It's not like I'm going to drink heavy and wake up next to some guy I hardly know, right? I could do it.

Actually, I've never been to a party without the watchful eye of Dougie. He's taken me to loads of parties; to the ones for his Cd's and stuff. But I mean... this is a big party. It's Mike's party and maybe there isn't going to be adults. Oh God, I hope I don't pass out.

five.
Shauni, Dani, and I arrived at the party wearing short shorts, revealing t-shirts, and red lipstick. Our pumps clicked along the sidewalk as we walked up the driveway. The music you could hear from a mile away was just a sign that the party has just started. Cars filled the streets and loads of kids of school were there. Girls that passed us by gave us the dirtiest looks ever. Just because they chose to wear jeans to a party doesn’t mean they can give us dirty looks.

Not to be completely conceited on our behalf, but to be honest, the three of us looked hot. We seriously looked like run models. Guys from our grade gave us the ‘they’re hot’ looks and all we could do was smile at them.

Mike was standing outside by the door. Shauni and Dani winked as they started to drift away towards the guys next to the shrubs. I walked up to Mike and smiled shyly. “Happy Birthday Mike. I heard you were pretty bummed about the trip.”

He smirked as he leaned against the walkway. He crossed his arms and looked at me. I followed his eyes and watched them look up and down at my body. I brought my eyes up to his face and noticed how moist his lips were. They were so plump. I imagined how they’d be crashed against mine.

“Yeah, the trip was pretty dull without you, Mel. You know you’re the fun one.” I looked down and kicked some dirt. I bit my lip and brought my head back up. “Want to come in and get a drink?” I nodded and followed him inside.

There were loads of people. The main room was filled with teenage boys grinding up behind teenage girls. The music was loud and strobe lights were starting to give me a headache. But, I shook off all the nerves and attempted to feel relaxed even though I knew I wasn’t. The girls had ditched me and I was alone with Mike in a room full of sweaty, horny teenagers.

Mike brought over two beers and he popped the cap off them. In my first sip, I drank half the bottle. I was trying to get relaxed. Mike had already finished three bottles as soon as I finished my first. The music had changed and the crowd of people all ran to the dance floor. The music was so loud that the speaker began to spark and I accidentally dropped my bottle. I bent down to pick it up and soon I felt a hand on my arse. I got up fast and turned to see Mike.

“Why don’t we go upstairs…?” He was drunk. “And have some fun?”

I shook my head. “No thanks Mike. You’re already drunk.”

He grabbed my waist and brought me closer to him. “Mel, baby, I’m not drunk. I’m just really tired and I want to go upstairs… join me?” His hands slid down my waist and stopped at my thighs. His fingertips stroked my thigh up and down and it sent tingles up my spine. I pushed him back.

“No thanks.” I turned around to walk out the door, but I felt Mike place a hard grip around my wrist. I gasped and tried to release his hand from my wrist. He wouldn’t let go.

“Mike, let go of me!” I shouted. It was kind of hard since the music was loud.

“Listen Mel, you’re going upstairs with me and you’re going to do whatever I fuckin say. Got it?” He pulled me close to him and started to walk up the stairs. I still tried to pull his hand off me. I screamed.

“Let go you perv!” I shouted at him as soon as we entered his room. He slammed the door shut and threw me on his bed. He took off his shirt and threw it on the floor.

“Take off your clothes.” He demanded.

“What?” I asked, lying on the bed. I wanted to scream out loud so badly, but with the music from downstairs, nobody would hear. He brought me up here and I was scared shitless. And he wanted me to undress for him?

“You heard me. I didn’t fucking stutter.” He said again. He was now standing right in front of me with a serious look on his face, plus he was drunk. “Take off your fucking clothes, Mel.”

“I’m not going to take off my clothes you fucking perv. If you don’t let me out of here, I’m going to-“

“You’re going to what, Mel?” He interrupted me. “You’re going to call your brother? Isn’t he retarded or something? Oh and isn’t he in that stupid band for gay people?”

I sat up and slapped him again. “Don’t ever fucking say that, Mike. My brother can beat the shit out of you. So I suggest you let me out of here before I really do call him up.”

“Mel…” His voice toned down a bit. He sounded sympathetic and when he sat down next to me, he rested his hand on my thigh. He looked at me and smiled. “It’s my birthday…don’t you want what I have to offer?”

I shook my head. “I don’t want anything you have to offer.”

“Well, I’m going to give it to you anyways.” Right after he said that his lips crashed into mine and he was now lying on top of me. His hands were now roaming all over my body and no matter how hard I was trying to push him off, I couldn’t. I turned my face and his lips were now against my neck and then my chest. He slowly pulled down my strapless top and began to kiss around my breasts.

“Get off me!” I screamed. I kicked my legs and kept shaking so he would fall off, but it made him even happier. His lips curved upward and kept the smile on for the majority of the time. I began to cry and I quietly sobbed.

It was pitch black in the room and the more Mike kept going down, the more I was scared. He wanted to take my virginity and I didn’t want that. Not with him at least. I didn’t know what to do. Mike went back up and kissed my lips again. I closed my eyes and prayed for something good to happen right about now.

Then the door opened...

 sorrry, chapters 2 and 4 got sent to the mods.
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BOO! I want to read more!
The first chapter was great. So I went to read on. Not realizing I had just read chapter one then chapter three. I was confused! Like, "What happened in London?!"
Can't wait for two and four to be up :)

XXX
Marissa

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BOO! I want to read more!
The first chapter was great. So I went to read on. Not realizing I had just read chapter one then chapter three. I was confused! Like, "What happened in London?!"
Can't wait for two and four to be up :)

XXX
Marissa

haiii marissa! :D
the chapters are up now, but your not online. hee.
on well, thanks for readingg 1, 3, and 5. xDDD
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Ooo I just found this, interesting story.

I wanna know who is at the door! xx