The Whole Kaleidoscope

Homecoming

Sorry this is seriously late... GCSEs and all that jazz... I'll be glad when it's over (The exams, not this book!) ENJOY!!!!! :D     *Oh, and major cliffhanger!*

#3 months later#

*Danny's POV*

I woke up, and glanced at the clock. 8:30. I still had my arms around Meg's waist, and she was still asleep... She looked so peaceful, and I really didn't want to wake her up. I pulled my arms from around her, and got up, and had a shower.

Once I was dressed, I heard something land onthe floor by the front door. I wentand picked up the envelope from the floor. I knew what it was; Plane tickets. I had a surprise for Meg.

Speaking of Meg, she sneaked up behind me, and tickled me, which made me jump, "Christ, Meg! Don't do that!"

She just burst out laughing, "Sorry, Dan. It was too tempting. What you got there?" she pointed to the envelope. I opened it and gave her one of the tickets, "Flight tickets, to Dublin!"

I nodded, "For the day after tomorrow, for a week. Took me ages to persuade Mark and Glen to let us go for a week, with missing rehearsals and all. If they'd had their way, we'd be there for a day! I know it'd mean a lot for you to go back there, though..."

She threw her arms around my neck, "You did it for me?"

I pulled back a bit and kissed her, "Course! I love you, Meg."

"Dan, I love you, too, so much!" and we kissed. We'd never kissed like that before. It was so much more than sparks and fireworks. We'd gone so much further than kissing. The whole way. But it was more passionate than ever before. We broke apart, panting a bit, from not really breathing.

"I'm going for a shower." Meg said, giving me a kiss.

She didn't know that going to Dublin wasn't the biggest surprise I had for her.

*Meghan's POV*

After my shower, I got dressed into some plain skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and I put my hair up in a loose bun. We were only going to the studio for a few hours, then coming back and packing for Dublin. It felt great to be going home. Dublin would always be home for me. Me and Dan had our flat in London, but for both of us, nothing could compare to Dublin, because we would always be Dubliners.

When we got to the studio, Glen and Mark pulled Dan to one side. They were whispering about something... I didn't know what, but I figured I'd find out at some point.

After 5 minutes of whispering and general secrecy, I shouted across the studio,  "Oi, guys! Rehearsal or gossip session?"

Mark whispered something, which made Dan hit him round the back of the head. "Ow! Christ, Dan!" Mark laughed, rubbing his head.

I chuckled, and went over to them. I kissed Dan's cheek, "What's so important that you can't tell me?"

"You'll find out, when you find out. Until then, don't worry about it." he wrapped his arm around my waist, "Pick a song."

I thought for a minute, "Breakeven."

We ran through Breakeven, The Man Who Can't Be Moved, and We Cry. We were only there for a few hours, because we'd rehearsed loads recently, so we could chill for a bit before the tour. In a way, though, a change was always as good as a break for us, because we never really wanted to stop playing and singing. I was pretty amazed that I didn't sing in my sleep, in all honesty.

At about 2 o'clock me and Dan got back to our apartment, and I started to pack my things for Dublin. I hated packing everything at once, because I nearly always forgot something, when I did.