I'm Yours *Under Reconstruction*

Room of a Fangirl

"So, where do you want to sleep?" Lily asked Danny as they got up the stairs.

"Ummm, do you even have to ask?" Danny said, smiling. Lily laughed and led Danny to his own special room. It used to be just a white room but before the last tour, Danny had asked her to liven it up a bit.

Danny gasped and doubled over in fits of laughter as he saw what Lily had done. The Script posters lined the walls along with pictures of Danny. A The Script calendar was hanging opposite the bed and random lyrics were painted in black across the walls. "Come and see the wardrobe!" Lily excitedly took Danny's hand and dragged him to the closet. Opening the doors, Danny chuckled at the piles of The Script merchandise.

"Thank you for doing this Lily." Danny turned around and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "But I can't help wondering, where is all of your The Script stuff?"

"Well Matt thought the posters might be a bit too much but I can assure you, I have T-Shirts and hoodies with your handsome face on." They laughed and made their way to the kitchen. Lily went to the fridge and pulled out a lasagne she had made earlier. She put the oven at 180 and waited for it to warm up.

"What is for dinner Lily?" Danny whined childishly.

"Lasagne" She replied.

"I love your lasagne!" Danny exclaimed.

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"I hate your lasagne." Danny groaned. "How the hell did you burn it anyways?"

"I don't know! I put it in for the same amount I always do!" Lily stomped her foot and began to throw the burnt lasagne in the bin.

"Don't worry Lily; your lasagne is usually the best I have ever tasted! We are all humans, we make mistakes." He kissed her on the forehead and hugged her. "Should we get a Chinese or an Indian?"

"Chinese" Lily murmured into Danny's T-Shirt, inhaling the smell of whatever he used to smell so good. Danny tried to pull her off of him but she just tightened her grip.

"Lily, get off now." Danny told her but he felt her shaking her head against him.

"I've missed you." Lily admitted.

"I've missed you too!" Danny said before pulling her arms off him. At least she was more willing this time. Danny picked up the phone on the counter and dialled the number of the Chinese takeaway.

Lily laughed at Danny as he pulled faces whilst on the phone. After ordering, Danny hung up and walked into the living room.

"Dan what time is it?!" Lily shouted after realising what was happening tonight.

"7:15. Why?" He called back. Lily then came skidding in and almost fell over, her socks not providing the best grip on the laminate floor.

"Shoot!" Lily shouted, dove on the sofa and scrambled for the remote control. BBC 1 turned on just as the woman introduced the show.

"Really?" Danny asked her, giving her an incredulous look. "Doctor Who?"

"Is there a problem with that?" Lily asked and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Doctor Who?" He asked again. "You really think you could be a bigger Doctor Who fan than me?" Danny and Lily then began to sing the theme tune together before the episode started.

"You know Dan, if any of your fans saw you now, they would ditch you because you are so sad!" Lily joked, earning herself a hit on the face with a pillow.

"No. If any of my fans saw me singing Doctor Who, they would faint and immediately watch it. I could be the next Doctor! I'm calling calling Steven Moffat!" He declared and got out his phone. Lily's eyes bulged out of her eyes sockets.

"You have Steven Moffats number?!" She shouted excitedly.

"When you are a mega rock star like me, you have every one's number baby!" Danny pressed the green phone and waited. "Oh yeah, hi Steve!"

"You are on first name basis with Mr Moffat?" Lily whispered.

"I was wondering if I could audition for the next Doctor?" Danny spoke and nodded at what the person on the other line said. Lily then jumped up - she could not quite reach the heights Dan could he was 6'3- and grabbed his phone.

"Hi Mark!" She cheerily said down the phone. Mark gasped in a really fake shocked way.

"How did you know?!" Mark added for impact. "How is my favourite girl ever?" Lily heard a voice in the background and the sound of someone being hit before a cry of pain was heard through the speaker. Soon, Mark added, "apart from my beautiful wife."

Lily chuckled before saying, "not good, Dan told me he had Steven Moffat's number."

"Say who now?"

"The writer of Doctor Who." Lily explained in a duh tone.

"You guys are so sad! Glen says hi!" Mark rushed before the line went dead.

"Your friend is rude." Lily complained to Danny who was laughing his head off.

"He is your friend too." Danny pointed out and Lily stormed upstairs. "Come on! Don't be a grumpy Lily!" He shouted through her bedroom door. Suddenly, the wooden door swung open and a really annoyed Lily appeared on the other side.

"You are a nasty man Daniel O'Donoghue. That was a mean trick to play and I'm not even sure I can ever talk to you again!" Lily shouted before slamming the door. Danny left, knowing she was only joking, and went to his room. After the flight, he was extremely tired but he managed to let out a chuckle at the room he was to be sleeping in before his eyes shut.

Danny was awoken from his sleep when he felt a small body crawl in bed beside him. He pulled Lily close to him and she mumbled sleepily, "I'm sorry Danny. You will always be my friend."

"It's okay Lily. I won't joke about things like that again." At this, Lily sat up and Dan could see her eyes gleaming with mischief in the dark.

"You are too hot to ever give up!" She exclaimed before kissing his forehead and ruffling his hair. Lily lay back down next to him and lay her head against his chest, falling asleep instantly.

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