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

Home coming, fights and boys nights

"What is this!" Monique exclaims. Clearly drawing her attention to my new tatoos. "Tatoos," I shrug. "We only have 1 hour to get ready and now I have to cover up your tatoos too?!" She scoffs. "Why does it even matter?" I ask, "I mean, its not Nialls choice what I do," I explain. "Just let me cover it!" She yells, smouthering make up all over my shoulder. She works quickly, covering my tattoos and putting some natural make up on my face. Monique picks out a floral dress for me and honestly I hate it, but I know that now isnt the time to argue. I slip the dress on and sit on my bed. My phone buzzes, and I check it 'Tom has sworn himself off alcohal xox Tal' I laugh to myself before getting yelled at. "Clapton get your ass down here now! The boys are back!" I run down the stairs, enthusiastic to see all the boys. It's been so wierd without them here. I haven't heard Niall's voice for over a week and I haven't seen him in person since they left. I skip out of my room to the living room, to see the door opening.

They look different, Liam's got a new haircut, Harry's got more tattoos, Zayn's hair is shaggier and he has stubble, Louis is dressing differently and Nialls got no braces and his hair has more brown in it. I lean over to Monique as soon as Harry walks in, "So Harry can have tattoos but I cant," I smirk, trying to guilt her. She shoots me a look before running off to harry. Louis comes over and hugs me, "What's the tat of?" He whispers. I pull away quickly, looking at him with confusion. "My cousin did the same thing, chill, I won't tell," He pokes his tongue out and walks away. And then I'm approached by a devilishly handsome blonde boy. "I missed you so much," he whispers in my ear as we hug. "I missed you too," I say, nuzzling my head into his shoulder. He kisses my forehead and pulls away. We all gather sitting on the couches and the floor. "So," Roxy beams, "How was your trip?" We all smile with enthusiasm. "Same as signings always are," Harry shrugs. I shake my head at him. "What?!" He asks. "You're acting like being famous and meeting fans is nothing!" I yell at him. "Sorry," Harry scoffs, rolling his eyes. "Twat," I mutter under my breathe. Monique gives me a disapproving look, which I return by poking out my tongue. "Anyway," Liam changes the subject, "Any luck with finding a new member?" Harry scoffs again, "It looks like they have Tom Fletcher as a new member, or is he just one of your play toys?" Everyone gapes at him, "What's your problem?!" I yell. "Nothing," he begins, " I just think it's pathetic of you to just skip from celebrity to celebrity without a problem. Like your boyfriend's gone for 2 and a half weeks and you go through at least 1 other guy!" He spits. Niall stands up to do something but I cut him off, "Yeah Harry, that's so true, because I can't just have friends that are guys can I? I must be a slut hey?" I spit at him in disgust. "Whatever," he turns his head to face the floor. "And yes Liam, we did get a new member. Her name is Tallan and she's Irish," I smile at Liam before getting up and leaving the building.

I head to my car and drive, the anger in me building. I put on the new Blink 182 cd, dogs eating dogs, (A\N-It's amazing btw) and drive. Down this highway and past that old building, until I pull up at a small bar and grill. I walk in to see the place fairly crowded. I stand near the door, looking around. "Clapton!" I hear. I must be mistaken, happens all the time. "Clapton!" There it was again. I scan the area again, looking for the source. Danny's waving me towards a table. I walk over to the table to see Danny and Dougie sitting there. "Would you like to take a seat?" Dougie asks. I sit of course. "Sup?" I ask the pair. "Not much," Dougie replies, "Harry's just gone to get some drinks," He adds. Danny pulls up the bottom of his shirt to show me a stain, "I got egg on my shirt, of all the vegetables!" He exclaims. Dougie looks at me and we both explode with laughter. Harry walks back over to the table and sees me. "Danny, pulling the girls already. Nice," He winks, but I can tell by the tone of his voice that he is serious. Dougie lets out a loud snort, "Mate this is Niall Horan's girlfriend," He laughs at Harry. "Ohh," Harry smiles at me apologeticlly, "You must be Clapton then?" I nod. "Ahh the legend who turned the almighty Tom off of acohal," He chuckles. "Oh my god! Was Tallan being serious about that?" I ask. They nod in amusement, "The poor lads been sitting near the toilet all day," Dougie grins. I laugh but am cut off by my phone blasting Green Day's american idiot, my ring tone. "1 sec," I excuse myself. "Hello?" I ask. "Where the hell are you?" Zayn questions me. "Why? What's wrong?!" I reply. "What's wrong! You're not here! That's whats wrong! And if your with tom fletcher harry will have a good go at you!" He yells through the phone. "I'm not with Tom," I comfirm. "When are you coming back?" He asks. "I'm not sure zayn, I'm out with some friends, I'll be back later. bye," I hang up. and walk back over to the table.

"So," Harry starts a conversation, "I've been told you were with Tom last night, anything interesting happen?" He smirks. I tell them the story, leaving out Tom's deep moments. Those are for my memory only.