One Song (A Script fanfic) (Completed)

Chapter 3

I still dunno where this is going but I had a dream the other night which I might just put in the plot later on so that's something :) Here's chapter 3

Selena's POV

I don't think the day could have gotten any better. Sure, it had begun badly, painfully, but now I was having the best day ever.

After the incident with Mark nearly banging the door down, we'd all headed into town. We'd stopped off at McDonalds for lunch and I'd laughed my head off when the waitress got the order wrong and Danny ended up with a kid's Happy Meal. He had pouted, but still ate it happily. (In fact it turned out that Glen had ordered the Happy Meal for him when he'd gone off to get some straws.)

The four of us had sat there, laughing as Danny played with the small plastic catapult that had come with his meal. Really, how did they think that giving a child a catapult was safe? Still I had to laugh as Danny attempted to fire balled up napkins at me. He missed by me miles.

After that, the men had took me on a tour of Dublin, driving around in a bright blue mini. It was great. Every so often, Danny would point out a landmark or something that meant something to him.

"Oh, that was the best shop in Ireland." He said, pointing at a small run down place down a tiny street. "I bought my first guitar there." He smiled with happy memories.

As the day started to come to a close, Danny drove me to my hotel. Mark and Glen had gone back to the flat, I think they'd had enough of being squeezed in that mini.

As he walked me into the hotel lobby, I spotted Sam on one of the comfy leather sofas, the arm of the same guy from last night around her shoulders. She looked up and saw me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She sprinted over to me and full-on rugby tackled me in a bear hug. I wrapped my arms around her gladly, feeling her head bury in my shoulder. She leaned back and looked at me.

"Where the fuck have you been?" She exclaimed. I sighed.

"I'll explain it all later..." I began, but Sam had let go of me, staring in awe at Danny next to me.

"Hi." He said awkwardly. Sam looked from me, to him, then back again.

"What!?" She cried at me. I smiled.

"It's a long story." I said. I turned to Danny. "You'd better go, before she jumps on you." I whispered. Danny nodded and I started to walk away, dragging an amazed Sam with me. Danny grasped my wrist gently.

"Here," He said, taking a pen and crumpled bus ticket from his pocket (yes, he is a rockstar but still uses the bus) and scribbled on it. "Here's my number, when you get a new phone, whenever you need anything, or you just wanna talk, call me." I smiled, taking the paper and looking at it.

"Thanks." I said, feeling my cheeks grow warm. "I'll mail your clothes back tomorrow," I added, indicating to my outfit, Glen had kindly lent me a pair of Converse, he was the closest to my size, although they were still too big.

"It's fine." Danny replied.

"Well, goodbye then." I said. I started to walk again and waved slightly.

"See you." Danny waved back and headed out of the lobby.

As I walked away, gripping a protesting Sam tightly, I resisted the urge to look back. "You are not that corny!" A voice in my head screamed, but I found my head turning, and as I looked behind me, surprised to see that Danny was looking back as well. Our eyes met, his deep hazel eyes meeting my green orbs. He smiled, then turned away.

Sam wouldn't shut up about Danny, she paced up and down the room while I sat on the bed.

"Why couldn't you at least ring me?!" She cried. I sighed.