title: you’re under his skin
part: 1/1
rating: 12+
pairing: JuddJones
warning: slight swearing.
disclaimer: just a story from my overactive imagination.

and: the first part was a dream, before i got a little carried away, hehe.

( and then they were yelling - so loud Harry was sure the roof would collapse, )

title: tell me that you're okay.
author: meee.
rating: 17+
summary: I said I’m okay, but I know how to lie. You were all that I had; you were delicate and hard to find.
word count: 2,284 words.
disclaimer: naught but a story.

( “Tell me you’re okay,” Harry mumbled, crushing his palm into the back of his neck as his feet halted. )

Name: I Miss You
Authour: Me, Jess.
Rating: 17, for language.
Part: 2/2
Pairing: JuddJones
Words: 1,864.
Disclaimer: As far as I'm aware this isn't true, nor do I own McFly.

( caught in a space between your head and your face again )

Name: I Miss You
Author:
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Title: I Just Do
Author: Me, Jess.
Rating: 17+
Part: 4/5
Pairings: Judd-Jones/Junes.
Summary: the words have all been said; the feelings old but its new to me I guess. And I'm scared to death..
Word count: 2,224 words.
Disclaimer: This is not true, and I sadly do not own McFly.

( “Whoever said sitting at home watching re-runs of a sitcom that died out ten years ago, drinking beer and eating stale pizza was a wild night out?” )

Title: I Just Do
Author: Me, Jess.
Rating: 17+
Part: 2/5 (I had to up it a part, lmao)
Pairings: Judd-Jones/Junes.
Summary: the words have all been said; the feelings old but its new to me I guess. And I'm scared to death..
Word count: 2,698.
Disclaimer: This isn't true, and I do not own McFly.

( Dougie was Danny’s so called best-friend, known miraculously for his lame jokes, incredibly terrible timing and strange obsession with animals. )

Title: I Just Do
Author: Me, Jess.
Rating: 17+
Part: 1/4
Pairings: Judd-Jones/Junes.
Summary: the words have all been said; the feelings old but its new to me I guess. And I'm scared to death..
Word count: 2,464.
Disclaimer: This isn't true, and I do not own McFly, heh.

( Danny shifted uncomfortably in the drivers’ seat, his knuckles turning white from the pressure on the steering wheel making his freckles stand out a little more than they usually would. )