Miss Poynter {Danny Jones}

Chapter Fifteen ~ Upset Fans

If everyone cared and nobody cried,
If everyone loved and nobody lied,
If everyone shared and swallowed their
pride,
We'd see the day when nobody died.

Fletch}

Everything's so stressful, Giovanna's taken ill and Tom refuses to leave her. 

Dougie's complaining of dizziness and nauseousness, Danny's complaining of stomach cramps and severe headaches. 

We're gonna have to cancel. Gi doesn't want Tom coming near her while she's sick,so she's locked him out so he won't be kept up with her being sick. 

Tom's telling her she's being ridiculous. It's a mad house, Harry's trying to tell Tom that it's for the best.

I've gotten them a separate room for the night so they'll actually get some sleep.

"Dougie!!" I hear Danny yell, I turn around to see Dougie completely passed out while Danny's kneeling down trying to wake him up. 

"Right, help me lift him" I instruct as Danny lifts him up.

"I've got him" 

"Danny you're ill" I try and take him off him. 

"I can carry him to a bloody room Fletch" He rolls his eyes. His skin growing lighter by the minute.

"Right you lot, get some sleep and hopefully get better, do you need anything?" 

"What happened to Dougie?" Eve croaks, sitting up,

"He passed out, the boys will be joining you" I explain. I seriously just need my bed, it's enough madness for one day. I rub my eyes before shutting the door, now let's disappoint a load of fans, yay.....

Eve}

"Georgia not joining you?" I question, sitting up slowly, trying to ignore the burning feeling in my insides.

"Don't want her to be kept awake" He mumbles, holding his head in pain.

"Paracetamol?" I offer, holding them out.

"Thanks" He smiles weakly, taking them. 

Izzy's fell asleep, she's had a pretty rough night. 

I groan in pain, curling into a ball.

"You okay?" Danny asks getting into the bed next to mine and Izzy's. 

"Getting there" I mutter, I stand up weakly, looking over at Dougie who's out of it. 

I reach the bathroom and shut the door, feeling my legs shake. I hold onto the sink, the smell in here's disgusting. I feel myself need to gag. I groan, kneeling down at the toilet. Just think of something disgusting. Maybe...... Oh that's working. 

I full on vomit like never before. This is way too out of hand.
After I finish I flush the pug, and brush my teeth. That's the worst thing the after taste. I'm so sorry, all you've witnessed ever since whatever you call this has started, is just being sick. Well I mean there's plenty more times to come, trust me. 

I open the door and walk back to see Dougie awake, his head down my bin. 

"Ya alright Doug?" I ask.

"I hate this" He moans as Danny pats his back.

"Do you want to share with him or swap with me?" I ask Danny.

"Nah it's fine, don't think Harry would like the idea of me in the same bed as Izzy alone" He smiles.

"I bet" I chuckle, rolling into bed. 

Something tells me the lot of us won't be getting any sleep tonight.