Daydreams and Nightmares

Title: Daydreams and Nightmare
Author: Dana
Main Characters: Phoebe Lewis and a someone from McFly
Summary: New to the town, Phoebe Lewis meets the love her life at a young age. She knew that they were meant to be, and nothing, not even destiny, can tear their love apart. Not until his love joined a up-coming band, McFly, and had to move to London. She felt like her world shattered. 3 years later, he's haunts her dreams back. Are these dreams predictions of their future? Will destiny intertwine them back together? Will love conquer and erase her horrid past? Only her dreams can tell.


The sun had just risen over the horizon; a brand new day has begun -- a day filled with excitement, thrills and whirl wind rides. All seemed to be perfect in a small neighborhood, but my imperfection drew it all.

When my family transfered to Bolton, England, my world started to change. For once, I was different - unique from everyone else. For once, someone who understands and loves me heard the pains of my aching heart.

After a long hard day at school, we were very exhausted, so we decided to take a break at our favorite restaurant. Everything was perfect. I felt real comfort around his arms. While we were seated at the lounge, his face turned serious and his eyes were filled with fear.

" Phoebe, I have something very important to tell you," He muttered underneath his voice.

" What is it? Is there something wrong?" I asked, hesitant of his answers.

" Remember the time when I auditioned for a band?" he paused.

" Yeah... and?"

" It's just that I got in and..."

" And what? Please. Please tell me,"

"I'm moving to London," he paused once again and took a deep breath. "There. I said it," his blue eyes getting teary-eyed.

"What? When are you leaving?" I asked although a lot of questions were still flowing in my mind.

"Next week... I'm sorry, Phoebe . It was such a short notice," he said as his face looked up at mine.

"But..." I stopped, not knowing what to do.

My mind was confused. My insides were burning with fear, rejection and hurt. I stood up, walked past the door and ran away. I could hear his voice calling out to mine, but I refused to look back.

Months had passed since I last saw him. He left our dreamland of love with a note to remember

"Times like these, we'll never forget,
Staying out to watch the sun set
I'm glad I shared this with you.
Because you set me free
Showed me how good my life could be
But sorry.. This is goodbye..."

Love the start danni. Hope you post the next chaps...I'mma post my fic na rin. Read it ha!!!

Chapter 2!

Chapter 2 - Back Again

3 Years Later…

The midnight sky seemed dark and empty. Only the full moon and his glowing eyes illuminated my sight. Despite the cool breeze of the air, his arms were warm enough to give me comfort. I wasn't aware of my surroundings, for him to be with me was all I asked for.

His sweet voice were like melodies sung by angels. I could not help but to close my eyes and just listen to the words he was uttering. He was all I needed to complete my young life. He was my source of hope amidst the pains and the scars I get from life. He was my sweet escape to paradise, my sanctuary.

I tried to absorb the things he was telling me, but I was too overwhelmed to even care. All I wanted was to be by his side. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Phoebe, you are the most wonderful thing that has ever existed," he whispered as he held my hands tighter. Were my ears functioning well? Confusion struck me. No one has ever said those words to such imperfect individual like me.

"I have to tell you something,"

"What is it?" I quickly asked, anticipation seen in my eyes.

"I love...."




The monotonous beep of the alarm clock woke me up to reality. To see my room once more made me hopeless about my dreams. My sanctuary was long gone. Never will I see it again. The repetitive blinking of 7:45 alarmed me. Even though I wanted to lie in bed and ponder more on my dream, I had to stand up and get ready for work.

It wasn't easy to be photographer for the rich and famous. You would have to wake up really early to catch the sun set and sleep at early morning to edit the photos you've taken. Apparently, today's photo shoot will be in Manchester, miles and miles away from my sweet home in London.

I dressed up as fast as so I could to catch the next train to my photo shoot location. I barely remembered to eat breakfast, for my appetite was very low. As the cab drove to The Tube, I was still caught up on my fantasies. How come through all this years, after I left my former town, he still haunts me in my dreams? How come after all the things that I have done for us, he still didn't bother have, at least, a closure with me? Was I just one of his girls? Didn't he felt something special, just the same way I felt for him?

Questions flowed endlessly in my mind. I tried to divert my thoughts to other things. I started to think of ideas and concepts for my photo shoot today. I grabbed my phone and checked today's events.

As my calendar said, today's photo shoot was for a "very" famous band. I had no idea who was in the mainstream radio these days, so I just ignored who they were.

For a 21 year old, photography pays enough for me to live in a small apartment, eat 3 meals, pay all my bills, and save a little for my parents. It wasn't easy to be this far, though. Since I was 16, I knew photography was my passion and that I had to pursue it as my future career. Every summer, I try to do as many photo shoots as I can to send to different agencies. Luckily, a teen magazine called me up and asked me to be part of their team. I couldn't say no to the offer as it would lead me to my dream. I don't really care whose photos I'll be taking, just as long as I do my job the best way that I could.

The train traveled for 200 miles. Even though I tried so hard to get him out of my mind, he still lingered in my thoughts like a shadow following me around. I decided to take a picture of the wonderful scenery seen through the window. As I click a snapshot, a beautiful image arose. The photo inspired me to take more pictures. At least, that got me away from thinking.

"Lovely miss, fancy a treat?" a little old lady asked. Her tray was filled with sweets and treats that seemed appetizing. My stomach suddenly growled to remind me of my hunger.

"Miss?" she repeated. My face was startled.

"I'm sorry. I'll have this one," I grabbed the bread roll on one side of the tray. I gave out my money and off she went.

I took another cab just outside the station. I still couldn't stop myself from taking pictures of the lovely meadows in Manchester. I never really appreciated its beauty. Not until now.

I was dropped at a small studio just near the heart of the town. I kept my camera back into my bag and entered what looked like a gallery house.

"Here she is! Come along, the boys are waiting for you," Ms. Lily said as she assisted me to a long hallway filled with doors and gallery images.

"Wait. Is there any theme for this month's issue? I haven't really thought of what to do," I said as we walk in slow pace towards the last door in the hall. We stopped before we entered.

"Don't worry you'll do well! Just how you always do," Lily assured me.

"But, I need concepts, ideas on how to..." I suddenly stopped, blinking my eyes to convince myself that I wasn't creating delusions in my mind.

"Phoebe, Phoebe?" Lily was shaking my arms, trying to wake me up from a sudden daydream. Still, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There he was, the man who left me for a band when we were eighteen year olds, the man who made me feel I was worthless, the man who gave me so much joy yet pained my heart, the man who haunted my dreams forever. My jaws dropped from disbelief.

"Phoebe, this is McFly." Lily thought I was out of my daydream. Or, was it a nightmare?

I couldn't hold the emotions anymore. I felt anger, betrayal, annoyance, all coming together. After 3 years apart, I was still not ready to see him. I rushed outside, ran through the long hallway, until I reached the main door. I breath in as hard as I could, but the my throat wouldn't let the oxygen in. I couldn't breath. He is back – back to haunt my real world this time.




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Im bored. So I decided to update this bitch right here. LOL. Sorry for my cursing.. I can't help it.

Chapter 3 – I’m Nothing

My insides were turning around. Was I just fantasizing him again? Are my sweet dreams starting to turn into nightmares? Was he for real? Is this another hallucination? Is he really here? Have he gone this far?

No, he can’t stop me from doing my job. I love my work more than I have ever loved him. I should be professional and stop my frights of seeing him again. Aren’t 3 years enough for me to get over him? I thought so.

“Honey Phoebe, are you okay? Is everything all right?” Ms. Lily barged out of the main door. She looked really worried. Her hands touched my face, wiping the sweat away.

“I’m sorry Ms. Lily,” I apologized. “It’s nothing. I should get back now and start my work.”

“Are you sure you’re ok? The boys are dead worried too.” She assured me if everything is good to go. Oh no. I’ve definitely caused a scene for these boys to start worrying. I didn’t want them to think I was emotionally unstable.

“Yes. I’m so sorry Ms. Lily. I have to get back to them and say my apology speech. We need to catch the deadline, right?”

“I guess so… You are sure that you can work, can you?”

“I’m ok. I’m all right. I’m fit as a fiddle.” I assured her and planted a fake smile on my face. She looked back with another smile.

I entered the small building once more. The temperature surely changed to lower degrees. I started to have goose bumps on my arms. My body’s temperature adjusted to the room’s. I could feel warm blood passing through my system.

I closed my eyes and started to think of the right words to say to them. I searched deep down on my vocabulary to find the best words that would describe my incident. Should I say that I didn’t feel well from food poisoning and need to go to the bath room? Should I say that I needed fresh air because the long hallway had me go claustrophobic? Or should I just admit that I was scared to face him, scared to face Mr. Danny Jones?

I didn’t care anymore. The sound of his name still aches the wounds in my heart. I should lie and feel like nothing happened between us. Like we never met before.

Hey, I’m sorry about that. Well, should we start?

Nope. That definitely won’t work. I formed more apology statements.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. Let’s start over, yeah? I’m Phoebe Lewis, your photographer for this photo shoot.

That seemed right. I shouldn’t make any explanation on my action. I don’t want anyone, except me and him, to know about our past.

I slowly walked back to last door in the hallway. The paintings and images hanging in the wall looked as if they were studying my actions, my every move. I tried saying my speech as much as I could before I enter their room. Phoebe, you could do it. I guaranteed myself.

The last door, this time, was open. I could see one side of a band member I’m not so sure of. I tried to stop my heart from beating out of my chest. I calmed down and knocked softly on the wooden door.

“Here she comes,” I heard one of the guys whisper. I didn’t mind at all. I knew how I acted. And if I was them, I’ll, for sure, be weirded out.

I peeked, letting half of my face be seen. I cleared my throat and started my speech.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. Let’s start over, yeah?” I stopped and read their faces. One seemed bored and didn’t really care. Another was staring, like I had something on me. One of them acted cool, but still had my attention. But He… He wasn’t even looking at me. I was like an invisible being speaking in front of him.

One started to stand up and gave a hand, “That’s all right. Tom Fletcher, by the way,” He gave out a smile that made sense relief. His smile was similar to a child’s smile, so elated and ecstatic.

The others started to follow, him being the last to stand.

“Hey, Harry Judd here.”

“Dougie P.” a grin followed his introduction.

“Danny,” he ‘introduced’ himself again, although he still was looking down, trying to find something out of nothing. It was awkward for a minute, but I shook my head and cleared my thoughts. I was here for work and nothing more. So what if his my client? It’s just a plain coincidence.
Ms. Lily entered the room, missing my odd introduction. She had papers in hand with a stressed face on view.

“Phoebe, I just received the e-mail about our theme. Spring break it is. So, are we doing it here then?”

“What do we have in here?” The boys were listening to our conversation.

“Just some old stuff in the closet and a white wall. Is that enough?”

As I photographer, I wasn’t contented with simple things. The more colors present, the better the picture gets. The more action equals to more life. I want happiness and pure bliss to be seen when it was needed. Spring break was absolutely a time for frolics in the field. Then, an idea hit me.

“Where is the nearest meadow here?” I asked Ms. Lily.

“There’s this nice place filled with flowers I know of. I took my girlfriend there once,” Tom suggested.

“Perfect,” I said. “Let’s go,”

The boys, by which I will call them by now, packed their things. The crew men took the wardrobes back into the car. Dougie first left the building, followed by Harry, then Tom. He was last, still looking surprised.

“Phoebe,” he said, his voice still feels like songs being sung by holy ones. It sounded to perfect, like a symphony being played. He caught my arm and tried to stop me from moving.

“Danny, please. I’m not ready. Please act like nothing happened. Like we never met before. Like I’m a nobody to you,” I tried to mutter those words. I part of me wanted him back in my life. I part of me wanted to cling my arms around his body. Yet, it was just not fair.

“How is that going to happen?”

“Just think I’m not here. Please,” I couldn’t say any thing else. I was lost with words. It was too unexpected; I’d wished I had prepared for his first appearance, after years. But, I guess it was destined to be that way.

I left the room, him being all alone. My heart was beginning to feel heavy. I was having short breaths again, suffocating from lack of oxygen. It’s just going to be a day. That won’t hurt much, right? I have to stay positive, for my work at least.
A few steps after, he left the room. I tried to move faster, doing my best for him not to follow my pace. I was successful enough to exit first and follow the others before he could. I had to leave him in pain, even though it pained me either.


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Yay! can't wait for it.

I've decided to put the fiction continuously this time. I guess the reason why its not that viewed is because it only has 3 chapters. LOL . Ok! Chapter 4 this time!

Chapter Four


The ride to the second location was uneasy. My heart won’t stop palpitating; my mind was puzzled. My body couldn’t control the emotions building up. A tear started to fall on my cheek. Good thing I was facing the window of our cab and that Ms. Lily was busy with her laptop. I wouldn’t want to worry anyone about my sudden nostalgia.

Phoebe, focus on something! Wipe that tear away and focus on your work. A voice in my mind was cheering me up again. I agreed to forget about it for a while and think about my present situation.

“Ms. Lily? Any news from the editor? ” I asked, trying my best to whip up a conversation.

“Erm. Not much. We’re still doing the spring photo shoot for the boys. I’m just doing my article for them. I’ve interviewed them before you came,” She lifts up her face. I could feel her eyeing at me. Maybe my scene a while ago really did freak some people out. But, I shouldn’t worry about that. It’s done anyway. Past is past, as they all say.

McFly’s huge tour bus was in front of our cab. Since Tom knows a perfect place for our shoot, I’ve instructed the cab to follow their bus. Manchester is an incredible place to shoot. In fact, I’ve been here a couple of times for my photography business. My clients enjoy our photo shoot here since the fresh air relaxes their bodies and just brings out the perfect shots.

We arrive at a stretched wall covered with ivies and lilies. A huge wooden door welcomed us to the place. Behind the wall was a beautiful garden. It was immaculate; majestic in its own sight. The flowers were beginning to blossom, the trees were green as ever, the air smelled as fresher than the trees. Wooden benches were located at every corner. A defined sculpture made the fountain flow elegantly. Tom was right. This was a perfect location for our shoot.

I started to pump up my creativity skills. I wandered around the garden, looking for a perfect place to start. I took the camera out of its bag and started to make test shots. The colors were wonderfully bursting out of the image.

“Phoebe,” Ms. Lily called out my name from a distance. “We need a photo of the each on of the members and the whole band. So should we start?”

“Definitely,” I said. I had hesitations inside me. I still don’t know how to work things out with him today.

The boys approached me. All, except Danny, were having fun inside the garden. They were frolicking around like kids in a field. Dougie was even rolling around, enjoying the garden. But, Danny was just there, sitting quietly on a wooden bench. He was looking down at the grass. I could sense that he feels just as uncomfortable as I am.

“So Phoebe right?” asked Dougie.

“Yeah,” I gave a little smile.

“What’s the plan?”

“Nothing, really. Just play around like what you were doing a while ago. I’ll just take some shots from there,” I suggested.

“Really? You’re not requiring make up or those crazy stuff the other photographers do?” he doubted.

“Make ups? You’re guys, for Pete’s sake. And, what crazy stuff are you talking about?”

“You know. The ‘raise-your-hand-and-put-it-on-your-head’ thing or the ‘mean looks’?”

“Are you kidding me? Of course I won’t do that. I’m just the normal photographer. I prefer candid,’”

“Cool. So we probably start playing now, huh?”

“Start whenever you feel like.” I ordered. Then, off Dougie went to tell Tom, Harry, and Danny.

After a while, I could whispers and murmurs coming from the boys. They were all pushing Danny so that he could go back to life. Danny was lifeless like his spirit was flushed out of him.

“Hey, Phoebe!” Harry called out. They were standing a few meters away. I looked back to see them all up ready for the shoot. He gave a thumbs up and a questioning look. I just answered back with a nod.

Dougie started to roll again. I was shooting them from different angles. I tried to look for a perfect spot to picture. After about a hundred shots , I’ve announced that I’m done.

“Wait, wait, wait. You’re done taking single and band shots?” Ms. Lily asked with a puzzled look.

“Yeah, why?”

“I’ve got an order from the layout department that they need at least one group ‘facing-camera’ shot,” she handed out the papers emailed by layout people. I faced the guys and gave an apologetic look.

“Guys, I’m sorry. But we have to do a traditional look-at-the-camera shot,”

They all gave nods and grouped themselves together. As I found a nice spot, I started snapping pictures of them. After a number of photos, I’ve finally announced the end of the shoot.

“Thanks Phoebe. This is best photo shoot we’ve been,” Tom said.

“Yeah! I definitely had fun!” Dougie said while grinning.

“Thanks Phoebe!” Harry called out as they three of them went back to their tour bus.

Danny was still there, looking at me. His gaze met my eye. I bit my lip and looked down.

“Phoebe, please. Talk to me. I need to explain. You need to know what really happened,” he said softly, holding my hand. I quickly withdraw and shoved my hands to my pockets.

“Please Phoebe, give me another chance,” he was pleading, trying to catch my attention.

I closed my eyes and blurted out, “Ok. You have me. Tell me everything,”

“I can’t do it now. You don’t have anything to do tomorrow evening, I suppose?”

I do have a lot of things to do. But, I’ve always wanted to hear his side of the story. I wanted a closure so that my heart could rest in peace. Maybe this time was destined. Maybe I should give a second chance.

“Ok,” I cleared my throat out.

“Let’s meet at San Lorenzo’s in London ,” he suggested.

“Ok,” I confirmed.

“Phoebe, Thank you.” His eyes were full of sympathy.

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Great update, can't wait for the next one!

Nice shooting location.

eliza531 wrote:Nice shooting location.

Manchester...mmmm LOL!!!

btw.. he says hi! LOL

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Thanks!! you just put a smile on my face!

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antoinette wrote:UPDATEEEE!! =)) Love the story!

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aww... I'm so glad I made you smile. But really, I love your story!