Teenage Dirtbag, Baby.-A 1D/Mcfly fanfic.

Rants and Channing

Tallan's P.O.V-

We sit on the couch, all four of us squashed onto the three person seater. I'm squashed between Tom and Dougie, and I can tell you, it's like seperating world war III. "So Tallan, tell us more about Clapton. She seems very nice," Dougie says. He may be trying to seem actually interested but we all know he's just saying these things to get at poor Tom. Tom tenses up as Dougie procedes to tease him about the inncodent with Clapton. They look like they're about to start a full on fight when my phone starts to blare 'One thing' by One Direction, the tone that I have set for everytime that a member of One Direction tweets something. I hush the boys as I pull out my phone to check my twitter. I pull it out and see Niall's tweet. It shocks me, causing me to drop my phone. After we took the pics of Tom and Clapton, Dougie had hacked into Tom's twitter and posted a picture of him and Clapton laying down with her head on his shoulder and his arm around her. Niall had responded by posting "What the hell are you doing Fletcher? Why 1. Are you with my Clapton and 2. Why are you laying with your arm around her? You just wait until I get back. You're dead!" Dougie picks up my phone off the floor, seeing what I had just seen, "Oh shit," was all he could say before Tom took the phone out of his hands. He looks angry, very angry. "I'm sorry mate, I didn't meen for it to go that far. I didn't know. Wait she's with him?" Dougie looks at me in confusion, expecting me to know every detail about the girl that I had met only hours ago. "I-I guess so?" was all I could get out. Danny turns to Tom, a sympathetic look in his eyes, "You right mate?" I hadn't noticed until now, but Tom was sat on the couch, shaking and his face turning red.

He nods his head quickly at us, he looks stressed and angry. But he's holding it in. "let's think about something else, that's not related to Niall Horan," I suggest, Dougie nods encouragingly. "I have a little footage from my audition, you wanna watch that?" I ask them all, meeted by three nods. Danny hooks my phone up to the TV so that we can watch it on the big screen rather then my phone. I flick through my phone before finding the video of Clapton and I singing. I turn to the boys, chuckling to myself "Viewer descression advised, this footage contains the amazing vocals of Clapton," they all laugh and Tom develops a nevous smile. I press play and sit down, the video starts at me walking back to Clapton and if you listen carefully you can hear her ask me why i was videoing. I think to heard it and then saw how her confidence level changed from high confidence to nervousness. The video progresses on with us singing love is easy. A big grin on Tom's face by the time the song is finished. He turns to me "She's amazing," and that's all he says before getting up and leaving out the door to, I assume, his room.

Tom's P.O.V-

I stand up, leaving the room after seeing Clapton and Tallan sing amazingly together. I just couldn't take the conversation of Clapton anymore. She's perfect, even though I've only known her for less then a day I know she is perfect. I want her, I really do. There is only one obstical in my way-Niall Horan.

I take the stairs down to the parking lot, all 17 flights of stairs. I don't really know why I walked down to the parking lot, something inside me just told me to go there, so I did. I open the door connecting to the parking lot, exhausted and sweaty. 'It's a good thing that no one will see me like this' I think to myself, wiping the beads of sweat from my brow. I aproach my car, jingling the keys in my hand. I am two spaces away when I see the silhoette. The messy brown hair caressed down her back, the grey shirt falling unevenly on her shoulders. It's Clapton. Why is she still here an hour and a half after she supposedly 'left'?

I walk over to her, jangeling my keys. She's sitting on the cement that borders the lot, with her legs crossed, just sitting by herself. I walk until I am about a meter to her right and then sit down. She still hadn't noticed me, she just stared at the ground, as if it were nearly as beautiful as her. I try to be quiet, allowing her to stay in her own world. I sit patiently waiting, until I notice her begin to shiver. It's beginning to get cold and all she is wearing is a light grey t-shirt and some denim shorts, where as i am in a long sleved shirt and jeans. I quietly get up, walking towards my car. I open my hood, reaching in to grab a blanket that I always have in my car. I grab it from the boot and then turn on my heels, walk back over to Clapton, who proceeds to shiver from the cold. I wrap the blanket around her shoulders, so it covers her arms. Sadly this action snaps her out of her day dream and back into reality.

She smiles up at me before looking down at the raggy blanket around her shoulders. She looks back up at me in confusion. "I came down here for a drive and I just saw you sitting there, so I sat here for a while and then you started shivering and you looked cold so I got you a blanket from my car," I explain, "Why are you down here now anyway, we all though you left like two hours ago!" She looks up at me, the tears brimming in her eyes, and before I could do anything she wraps her small arms around my torso, burrying her face into my chest. For a moment I was taken aback and shocked, but then I realised that she just needed someone, so I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, hugging her protectivly.

She pulls away after what felt like forever, and looks up staring deeply into my eyes, "Thank you" she said, her voice sounded weak and unstable. I keep one arm around her protectivly as I lead her back to the elevator to go to my room. The elevator ride was silent, she just smiled weakly at me throughout the time up. In all honesty, I hate elevators, that's why I take the stairs, but I wasn't going to make Clapton take the stairs and I wasn't going to let her into the elevator by herself, so I just put up with it. I think she realised that i was slightly uneasy. She stared at me before asking, "What's wrong Tom?" I felt like saying everything, but just left it at, "I don't really like elevators," she looked at me sympatheticlly. "Why did you get in the elevator then?" She asks. I stutter for my answer, "I-I didn't want to make you take the stairs and I wasn't going to let you take the elevator by yourself," I try to explain. She beams at me and her eyes say 'thankyou tom'

We get upstairs and I lead her to my room, two doors down from Tallan and Dougie. I open the door and we both collapse onto the couch. "I can go get Tallan if you want?" I ask her. She shakes her head "No, leave her it's fine," she replies, a weak smile still on her face. I smile at her, walking over to my kitchen, "Do you want a hot chocolate? I have masshmellows," I ask her trying to sound excited. She nods at me eagerly. I chuckle at her enthusiasm, she sits cross legged on the couch as I make her a hot chocolate. "Tom?" she looks at me, awaiting recognition, I nod for her to continue. "Why were you going to go for a drive anyway? I mean all by yourself?" I cough, pondering whether to tell her the truth or to just lie. She smirks at me and I give her a confused look. She smugly replies, "Don't lie to me Tom," I stare at her, with my mouth agape. "How did you- w-what?" was all I could get out. She chuckles at me and then replies, "I've dealt with enough boys who think they can lie without getting noticed," I laugh, but inside i wonder what she meant. "Okay," I begin, taking a deep breathe,"Dougie hacked into my  twitter and posted one of the photos of us," she looks at me in shock, but waits for me to continue, "Your all wonderful boyfriend saw them and had a twitter rant at me, and I just didn't want to talk about it anymore," I look at her, feeling guilty. I hand her the hot chocolate and she takes a sip, "What did he say to you Tom?" She questions. I pull out my phone and show her what he said.

She looks at me sympathetically, "I'm so sorry Tom! This is so out of character for him. I'll talk to him later about it," She promises me. I decide that now is a good time to change the subject, "So Clapton, tell me about yourself," I smile at her enthusiasticlly. "Umm, well I'm 22 and I recently moved here from Brisbane, Australia. Umm, as a kid we moved alot and then my family continued to move while I went to a boarding high school in Brisbane. I have two brothers and I am currently dating Niall, as you know. I moved here with Monique and Roxy and yeah...that's about it," She smiles at me. "I would ask you to tell me about yourself but I think I know a fair bit," she laughs. "ahh a fan..I see. Oh I loved your cover of Love is Easy by the way," i wink at her. "Hey how about we put on a movie? What do you like?" We end up putton 21 jump street, though I argue that Clapton only wants to watch it because of Channing Tatum. I laugh at the movie and notice that only my laugh fills the room. I adjust my eyes to see the Clapton is asleep on my couch. I cover her with a blanket and get up, sneaking out of the door as quietly as possible.

I tip toe over to Dougie and Tallan's room and knock on the door. I am soon met by a shirtless Dougie who looks tired. "Eh mate, you right?" he asks sleepily. I reply quickly, "Yeah mate, is Tal in?" he nods and turns, beconning Tallan forward in her pajamas. "Yeah?" she asks me. I wave he closer, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "Clapton's asleep in my room and i don't know what to do, and no it's not like that but I don't know what to do and she's just on the couch asleep?!" I babble at her. She just laughs at me and whispers back, "Just leave her and go to sleep. She'll be fine, it's not like you did anything to her? Just put a pillow under her head and a blanket on her, she'll be fine," I take her advice. Sneaking back to my room and putting a pillow under her head and dragging myself to bed. I lay under the covers and close my eyes. What will she think in the morning?

Okay so this will for sure be the last chapter uploaded for a week. Team Niall or Team Tom? ILY guys!