Hannah’s POV
I never saw these guys. I don’t really like to go out, that’s right, but even Brook never saw one of them. We just know that they are four nice guys who play music all day – and night – and making it OUT LOUD. Obviously, the last detail is all Brook reminds off! She must be complaining to them about the noise right now... Oh dear, that’s kinda embarassing... I love Brook – she’s my best friend – but sometimes, her lack of tact is really unpleasant. But I also feel bound to tell you that her outgoing temper saved us more than once. She always uses it to protect me. Indeed, I’m the “shy former top of class” one. And I still have worries to stand a conversation with a stranger more than 1 minute – and never more than 30 seconds if it’s a man.
I must admit I’m totally dependent of her and I’d never have been able to live there all alone too.
8 minutes since she’s gone... What’s wrong? Well, two minutes left and I call the cops for a “young girl wanted”!
...
10 minutes and she didn’t get back home yet. I hope she’s fine...
>>>Back to Brook's side<<<
- May I help you? A brown straight haired guy asked.
When she had knocked at the door, Brook hadn’t expected such a quick answer – because of the massive fuss which has been taking over. This young man – wearing a gold chain with his initials; DJ – sounded nice and welcoming. Unfortunately, being “nice” wasn’t in Brook’s intention.
Brook: There’s no point in being so polite when you make so much noise!!! Do you only know what time is it?!
DJ: Er...eleven in the afternoon ?
Brook, outraged: In the afternoon ?! You know, when there’s no sun anymore, either it’s raining or it’s night!
DJ: Hm...It could be snowing!
Brook: Do you see any snow-flakes over there?
DJ: Nope. Then, he added with a short pause; Oh, you wanna listen to our music? C’mon!
He took her wrist and, without closing the door, he came upstairs with her. A blond chubby boy had a quick look on her.
- Danny, can you stop bringing girls while we’re rehearsing?
- Tom! She wants to hear our stuff!
- Really?! He answered with a radiant smile. Okay, let’s play something!
Brook wanted to stop this misunderstanding but she hardly had time to hear their sound that she fell in love with it! After a few minutes...
Danny: Sorry but we need to practice; we’re in a band you know..., he said bashfully, so please let us keep on...
Brook, interrupting him: I’ll be honest; this is one of the most fantastic sound I’ve ever heard (Danny and Tom smiled) NEVERTHELESS, try to play during decent hours...
She excused herself and was about to leave but she hit an other blond haired guy who had just appeared in the room. She wanted to appologise but she stayed stunned by his pure handsomeness.
Tom: Ah, Dougie! This is our neighbour… er… what’s your name by the way?
Brook: I'm Brook. Brook Faris, she answered always staring at Dougie.
Danny coughed, which made both look at him.
Danny: Doug, where’s your Juddy ?
Brook: Juddy ?
A distinct touch of jealousy in her voice must have been noticed by the boys who burst of laugh.
Dougie: Dowstairs, making some Marmite sandwiches.
>>>Back to Hanna's side<<<
Hannah couldn’t stand B’s absence anymore and, as she’d never dare to call the police, she plucked up the courage to go next door. It was open.
"That’s soothing", she thought, "if they had comitted a murder, the door would be closed." She heard some noise so she softly moved towards the stairs. While she was going upstairs, something touched her feet. She just had the time to pick it up and...
- Hey beautiful! What are you doing here ?
Hannah closed her eyes, standing still. After a few seconds and a long breathing in, she answered “Searching for my friend. I’m not a basket case.” she opened her eyes after a pause “Not medically talking leastways…”. She stopped when she saw who she was talking nonsense to; a dark brown haired guy with a sandwich and a drumstick in the left hand.
- Oh! You found the other one! He said, pointing out the drumstick she was holding.
Hannah was speechless. This guy was talking to her, a stranger, with so much easiness that it made her blush... Well, the fact he was half-naked was quite involved too...
- D’you come or what? Your friend is upstairs with my mates.
- Alone with all of them?! She cried out, following him.
- Haha, are you worrying about her? They’re not dangerous!
- Brook is. That’s the point...
Once in the room, Brook appeared; smiling and joking with the three guys.
Dougie: Yay! Juddy’s here!
Tom, looking at the newcomers: Oh dear, where do all these girls come from?!
Dougie, rather excited: Are you coming from a new dimension or something?!
Brook: Not at all, I’m affraid.
Dougie, fully disappointed: Damn it...
Danny: Everybody’s here so... Let’s introduce yourself!
Tom: Well, I’m Tom Fletcher. Just before, you heard Mister Danny Jones, and the one with the messy hair is Dougie Poynter.
Brook: What about your girlfriend...hem...Juddy, and your drummer?
Dougie: Haha, Juddy IS our drummer.
“Juddy” took the second drumstick in Hannah’s hand and sat behind the drumset.
- My name is Harry Judd and, as you maybe noticed it, I’m not a girl.
Brook: What the hell?! That must be a joke...
Harry, upset: What do you mean? I’m a man and I can prove it!
Brook: No! Please, hide your boxers!!!
Danny: Don’t be silly, Juddy. She doesn’t believe Dougie’s your boyfriend!
Harry: Well, this is it.
Brook: Oh gosh...
Harry: This is a wild idea between us =D
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Above The Noise Of London
Fanfic[Rating: 14+?] Brook and Hannah have finished their final exams and their parents gave them an oportunity to live in London for 3 months. But they could stay more if they find a job! So, they've moved in a little house in London where a old woman, M...
