Fix You - A The Script/Danny O'Donoghue Fanfic

Chapter 22

“Get up you lazy arse!” Danny shouted. Wednesday. Whoop, whoop! Shawn got the boys to stay round for the night, so we could all head off together.

“I’m up!” I called out. Jumping up and grabbing some clothes. Skinny jeans and a Script top. See if the boys notice. It’s really comfortable though. I grabbed a hoodie. My arms have scars now, I don’t like showing them really. The boys have seen them, Susan has and Shawn. But no one else. Phone, check. Might die without that. My therapist is convinced I should just show my scars, easy for her to say though, she doesn’t have any.

“Want some pancakes?” Glen asked.

“Yeah!” I shouted, brushing my hair. He came through with a plate and golden syrup. “You guys need to move in.” I laughed. But they did, these pancakes are lush.

“Get a move on you lanky fucker. Some people need the bathroom.” Mark told Danny, pounding on the bathroom door.

“I’m doing my hair! Fuck off.” Which made me choke on my pancake. He is such a girl.

“Don’t forget your makeup!” I called out, receiving a grin from Mark and some grumbling from Danny. Lucky for me I didn’t hear what he said. He came out looking gorgeous. It had to be said. Beige coloured skin tight trousers, a tight fitting black t-shirt, a dark unbuttoned denim shirt over the top and his glasses on. They always make him look adorable.

“You’re gunna catch some flies.” Glen whispered in my ear, making me smile. No one can say he isn’t good looking. I mean damn. That would just be awkward though, if for some strange reason I was attracted to him. Which would never happen. Obviously. The dude is like my older brother and closest friend combined.

“Adorable.” I laughed as Danny gave me a hug.

“Who’s the one wearing The Script merch? Ha!” He pointed out smiling.

“Yeah, well I was gunna wear this no matter what.” I replied, heading into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth quickly. The boys were pretty much ready to go. I grabbed my leather jacket. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I saw Danny in his leather jacket and scarf. Copycat. “God Dan! Why did you have to wear leather?” I complained.

“Aw, we are like twins.” He laughed. Glen was smiling at me, he had a knowing look in his eyes. Susan came jumping up to us.

“What’s up losers? Oh, have you seen my headphones, I saw them on Monday.” She asked.

“Urm. No. They aren’t in the house. Unless one of these guys have them.” I informed her.

“I thought so.” She sighed.

“Move. In the car!” Mark called. “We need to get going. We have set up.” I smiled at Susan. I can’t believe this is happening.