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We spent the day shopping...or more like the girls spent the day shopping and i followed around aimlessly. They'd pick out clothes by the gallons, give them to me to carry around and then try them on for what seemed like years. Finally, we finished and headed back to the hotels.
"I'm exhausted!" said Andrea as we climbed out of the limo and walked towards the doors. "I think i'm just gonna order some room service and get some sleep" my sister chimed in. My mom smiled, "That sounds like a GOOD idea!!!..why dont we all do that?" she suggested. We all agreed and headed to our rooms. I walked in, threw the bags i was carrying by the closet, and flopped face first onto my cot. Andrea came out of the bathroom, giggled at my laziness and climbed into bed next to me. "Did we wear you out?!" she laughed. "You have NO idea" i muffled into the pillow. She ran her fingers through the hair on the back of my head...i turned and laid on my side, wrapped my arm around the small of her back and pulled her close to me.. resting my chin on her chest, kissing her neck and collarbone before sighing heavily and deciding on a nap...
After we ordered room service and finished eating, we all felt alot more refreshed and energized. Andrea and I went for another walk on the beach...infact, every night we spent in Colombia, we spent it on the beach..waiting for the sun to rise...just like our first night. With days spent shopping, touring, and seeing all the sites..and nights in each other's arms....Christmas vacation came and went all too quickly. Soon enough, we were arriving at the airport for our charter flight back home. The trip home seemed to go by alot quicker...probably because we weren't as anxious to land. When we got home, we drove home and almost all of us immediately went to sleep- exhausted from jet lag. Things between our families were the same however... our parents still didnt know and my sis said shed keep her mouth shut.... and we believed her.
Andrea's P.O.V.
A few weeks after we landed in Colombia, we were back at the airport... getting onto another plane to fly home. I was sad to leave... this was the best trip of my life. It was fun, exciting, adventerous..and it brought Dougie and me even closer together. I couldn't imagine a more romantic way to 'loose it'... I didn't sleep very well on the plane ride home though, i felt incredibly nautious. Maybe it was something I ate?...i did have a HUGE fish platter the night before. The weird thing though, even after the plane landed, we drove home, and i spent a while laying down in bed..i STILL felt sick- i guess that rules out motion sickness. Then again..i could just be catching the flu or something... I stayed out late almost everynight we were on vacation. I shrugged, took a sleeping pill, pulled my eyemask over my face and tucked myself into my bed...
The next morning I woke up, feeling refreshed...yet still nautious. THATS when i started to worry.. I texted Dougie right away..I knew he'd make me feel better...
'Doug. I dont feel so well =[. -A' I sent.
'Whys that? want me to bring you some soup or something?' he replied.
' Maybe that'd help..thanx -A'. Well..atleast he was coming over..so we could talk. I needed some reasurrance..that it's not what i THINK it is. I felt my blood pressure rising with anxiety. I prayed this was just the flu. I sat up in bed, tugging and twisting my sheets inbetween my hands..waiting for him to come over. A few minutes later- even though it felt like decades- i heard a knock on my door..and Dougie came in with a bowl of hot soup and crackers. He had a big smile on his face. "Hey babe" he said as he kissed my forehead and placed the bowl on my endtable. I smiled. 'babe'...i liked the way he said that.
He sat at my feet while i drank my soup, flipping through a magazine i had on my desk. I took a deep breath in... i had to say something. I had to tell SOMEONE. I might as well just come out with it. "Dougie.." i started "we used protection...everytime right?" i asked, my voice shaking nervously. Dougie looked up from the magazine, wide eyed. "You're not saying what....what..i THINK you're saying are you?" he asked, looking terribly frightened. My eyes welled up.. "I dunno..i hope not.. but i'm incredibly nautious and I swear i could smell your cologne before you ever got upstairs." i said. I was terrified. What was he gonna do? He furrowed his eyebrows..i struggled to read his thoughts. "It...it cant be..." he started to laugh.."i'm sure your just getting sick or something....Dont worry" he said comfortingly. "But.."i started"what if i AM?" i asked.."what'll become of us?" He smiled, never breaking his gaze from my eyes...."you're not though, you cant be.....and just to make you feel better.." he lowered his voice to a whisper.."i'll run by the drug store and get a test, okay?" I nodded...it would make me feel better to see proof that I'm just getting a cold or something. He kissed my cheek and headed for the door..."finish your soup" he winked at me.
Dougie's P.O.V.
I was sitting at the bottom of Andrea's bed while she drank the soup i made for her, reading some 'Seventeen' magazine she had laying around. "Dougie.." she started "we used protection...everytime right?" her voice shook nervously as she asked. My heart skipped a beat. 'SHIT' i thought. Tell me shes kidding?!? I looked up from the magazine, terrfied of what she was about to say... "You're not saying what....what..i THINK you're saying are you?" i asked. Tears formed in her eyes.. "I dunno..i hope not.. but i'm incredibly nautious and I swear i could smell your cologne before you ever got upstairs." she told me. I furrowed my eyebrows "It...it cant be..." i tried to force a laugh to lighten the mood.."i'm sure your just getting sick or something....Dont worry" i lied. We went without protection a FEW times... and i know she remembered..she just wanted comforting.. I was praying on the inside this was all just a big mistake.. "But.." she started "what if i AM?..what'll become of us?" I smiled, staring into her eyes.."you're not though, you cant be...and just to make you feel better.." i lowered my voice to a whisper, incase her parents were in the hallway anywhere.."i'll run by the drug store and get a test, okay?" she nodded...'shit shit shit' i thought. I kissed her cheek and headed for the door..."finish your soup" i winked at her, hiding my true feelings of fear from her...keeping them deep inside..trying not to psych myself out before seeing the results. I knew it was a possibility that she was indeed...GAH..i cant even say it...YOU KNOW.. I knew it could be true.. but I didn't want to scare her anymore than she probably already is. I walked down the hallway, in a daze..thinking..'WHAT IF?' ... her mom said hello to me as i reached the bottom of the stairs..but i was too wrapped up in my own world to acknowledge her..i opened the front door and started walking towards town...
Andrea's P.O.V.
I was sitting on the floor of my bathroom. The shower was running..so that my parents couldn't hear. Tears were streaming down my face as i hugged Dougie tight, as he tried to comfort me. The pregnancy test was in the sink, a clear blue line across the strip. I couldn't believe this was happening. I struggled to breathe, gasping for air inbetween sobs. Dougie, a few tears streaming down his own face and a look of terror and shock, held me tight trying to hold my body still as it jolted and shook...and i appreciated it..but in the back of my mind, i wondered what was really going through his head.. If this baby would tear us apart or bring us closer. Theres no real way of knowing. I thought about abortion, adoption, running away..ANYTHING that might solve the problem. But for now, all i could do was sit and cry.
Dougie's P.O.V.
I couldn't believe it. When she showed me the clear blue line on the pregnancy strip..i couldnt form any words. I didn't know what to do..what to say..so i hugged her, and i held her tight. If there was anything she deserved from me in that instant in time, it was support...so i gave it. I was shocked..She cried in my arms, her sobs forcing her body to jolt and shake as she struggled to catch her breath. The love of my life is having a breakdown, completely terrified, in my arms.. and i was helpless. Completely, uterly HELPLESS. I cried for her. I cried because I hate seeing her upset. The only thing i could think about..was how to make her happy again...even if i had to give up everything i have..the only responsibility i feel is to make things better for her. Despite the fact that i feel torn up for her, i couldnt help but think 'shes carrying my baby.' It offered an immense amount of support.. Maybe we could DO THIS?....My boat had sprung a leak and i was drowning in my thoughts...
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Andrea's P.O.V.
After about an hour of crying into Dougie's chest, completely drenching his shirt, I spoke. "What...our...parents!" I tried to form complete sentences. I looked up at Dougie, his face caring and soft, "We have to tell them.. about... everything...." he started "they're adults..they can help with stuff like this." I hated what he was saying, but he was probably right. I just hoped my parents would be understanding....they sometimes had a habbit of overreacting.
I was absolutely terrified, but nodded my head and shakily got to my feet. Dougie wiped the tears streaming down my face with his thumbs, took my hand...lacing his fingers with mine, and opened the door to lead me downstairs. I could hear my parents talking in the kitchen as we walked down the stairs, and the tears starting coming stronger.
We walked down the hallway and into the kitchen. My mother was standing, leaning against a cabinet, drinking a cup of coffee and my dad was washing dishes at the sink. My mom noticed how upset i was and immediately stopped talking to my father and focused her attention on me. "Baby, whats wrong?" she asked comfortingly. This made me even more upset...she was being so nice..which was gonna make telling her that I got knocked up even harder... My dad noticed something was wrong from my mother's tone of voice, and turned around, the water still running.
I sniffled, took a deep breath in, closed my eyes and squeezed Dougie's hand TIGHT. "I'm pregnant" i blurted out. Less than a second later, I heard a thud, and something shatter. I opened my eyes, startled. My mother dropped her coffee cup, sending shards of ceramic and coffee all over the kitchen tiles. They stared at me, their mouths wide open...speechless. I felt like I was diseased, the way they stared at me. My mother started crying, my father slammed his fist down against the counter and without looking up, angrily said "Dougie..I think you should go." Dougie looked at me, unsure of what to do. I protested,"No dad..let him sta-" But before I could finish he spun around, yelling loudly "I SAID I THINK YOU SHOULD GO." His face was red in anger, and i was terrified of what he'd say or do once we were alone. I gulped, let go of Dougie's hand and bravely nodded for him to leave. When the front door closed tight, was when the real hysterics broke loose.
My father screamed, my mother wouldn't look at me, and I stood in the middle of the kitchen, sobbing. Finally, my mother walked to the linen closet, grabbed a dustpan and broom...handed them to me and as she walked by said, "I'll arrange an appointment with the doctor at the hospital...before you ruin your life completely." My dad smugly asked who it was, and when i couldnt catch my breath enough to reply..he said he already knew. He told me i was grounded and forbidden from seeing Dougie anymore. They stormed out of the room...I sank to the floor as they left me alone in the kitchen with the mess.
I missed the next few days of school, refusing to come out or open the door to my room. I ignored the worried text messages from Dougie...I couldn't see him right now. It was a Wednesday afternoon and I laid in bed, blankly staring out the window when my mom knocked on the door. "Your appointment at the hospital is tomorrow Andrea. We'll make things right again..." She almost sounded sympathetic, but i could tell she was still a little mad and very disappointed.
I was sad and disappointed too...but at the same time i was mad at her, for encouraging me to get an abortion. Maybe I didn't want one. I burried my face in the pillow, closing my eyes tight, dreaming of another world... a perfect world, where none of this would matter...
Around midnight, when the house was quiet and still and I was sitting up in bed staring into the pitch black of my room...I decided I couldn't do it. I made up my mind. I quietly got up, walked into my closet and started to pack. I knew I wouldnt be able to take alot so I just packed some clothes into a backpack. A few sweatpants, some underware, teeshirts and a sweatshirt. I put on a pair of jeans and my favorite Ramones tee-shirt, tied up my converses and opened my money jar. I took out the bills and counted them. I had $375. That should be a start. I sighed before grabbing a picture of Dougie and me off my dresser and shoving it in. I zipped up my bag, quietly opened my door and krept downstairs. When I got there, I grabbed a few waterbottles from the fridge, stuffed them in, and put a few Kashi bars in the pocket of my sweatshirt. I unlocked the front door. It made a quiet click, I walked out, closed it behind me ...and crept into the night.
As i walked past Dougie's house, i froze. I felt my phone in my jean's pocket... He was probably worried about me..I decided I had to say goodbye. I walked around back of his house and threw a few rocks up at his window. After a few big ones, that made loud cracks, his light flicked on and I saw a tired, shirtless Dougie open the window..rubbing his eyes. He struggled to see down into the dark.
"It's me" i said quietly. "Andrea?" he asked. "Yeah" i replied. "What are you doing ...its like...1 a.m.?" he asked. I paused. "I'm leaving Dougie..." I said. Silence. "Leaving?" he asked a few seconds later. "I'm running away.." i said, almost ashamed. "Wait..what happened the other day..and why havent you texted me?" he asked. I sighed. "I cant explain..just come down so i can say goodbye?" I asked.
He groaned, turned and walked farther into his room. I couldn't see him anymore, but i could hear him rummaging around. I impatiently took a seat on the steps of his back patio...waiting for him. About 10 minutes later, his back door slid open and he walked out..fully dressed with a backpack on, counting money in his hands. "Uh...What are you doing?" I asked confused, giggling slightly. He folded the bills in his hands, shoved them into his pocket...looked up at me and smiled. "I'm doing whatever your doing" he answered. I smiled. For the first time all week, i felt loved.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all... Not if Dougie's with me the whole way. He started down the stairs..and turned back a few steps later when I wasn't following him. I stood there..and smiled....a BIG, DOPEY, smile. He turned around and raised his eyebrows at me, "Aren't you coming?" he asked. I laughed, ran down the stairs to him, and grabbed his hand, kissing him quickly. We started walking towards town and decided it'd be cheapest to catch a train.
Dougie's P.O.V.
When i heard cracks against my window, i popped out of bed..hoping it was Andrea. I flicked on the lights, opened the window and rubbed my eyes..trying to adjust. "It's Me" I heard her voice. I asked her what she was doing...it was so early, why was she at my window in the middle of the night...this was like a movie or something. "I'm running away" she told me. RUNNING AWAY?!?! What??.. Why? "Wait..what happened the other day..and why havent you texted me?" I asked her. Did her dad hurt her or anything?
"I cant explain..just come down so i can say goodbye?" she replied. I groaned. I turned back to my room, talking quietly to myself. "No fucking way am i letting her go alone." I said under my breath. I walked to my closet, grabbed my empty backpack and started shoving unfolded clothes into my bag. A few pairs of boxers, some socks and a toothbrush. I threw on some clothes and walked downstairs, grabbing a small black box from my sock drawer as I walked out of my room. I opened it up, grabbed the rolled up bills and threw the box over my shoulder. I walked downstairs, counting the money. When i got to the kitchen, i grabbed an apple off the counter, shoved it in the front pocket of my bag and walked out back. When i came outside, she stood up.. she had been sitting on the stairs.
"Uhm..what are you doing?" she asked, sounding confused. I rolled up the bills, shoved them in my pocket and looked up at her, smiling. "I'm doing whatever your doing" I answered. I started past her down the stairs and across the lawn when i noticed she wasnt walking behind me. I stopped and turned around. "Aren't you coming?" i asked. She laughed, ran down the stairs, a big smile across her face that filled my tired cold body with warmth. She grabbed my hand and planted a short kiss on my lips. We walked towards town and decided to catch the first train out of town...hoping it'd be soon.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Danny's P.O.V.
After returning from Christmas break..something was different. Andrea didnt come back into school, wouldn't answer any of our phone calls and Dougie wasn't telling us anything...although we all got the impression he knew what was going on.
Then..something REALLY weird happened. It was a Thursday morning, and Andrea's and Dougie's parents were in the principal's office when i walked by on my way to english. They were in complete hysterics, with worried expressions... I froze, perplexed by what was going on...'What the?' i said to myself. The bell rang. "Shoot" i started jogging down the hallway towards my classroom and made it in just as the teacher was about to close the door.
It wasnt until a couple hours later, that rumor started to spread around school that Andrea and Dougie were missing. At lunch, i bought an apple and a soda from the cafeteria and rushed outside to meet Tom. "DUDE!" i yelled as i approached him, pacing nervously under the tree. "Did you hear about Andrea and Dougie?!" I shrieked. He nodded nervously. "Do you think it could be true?" he asked. I ran my fingers through my hair, and looked around anxiously. "I have no idea...we should call Harry."
Harry's P.O.V.
I got a call from Danny while i was in math class and ignored it. During the break between classes, i texted him back.
'Yo. i was in class. whats up?'
'Come quick. trouble. meet at my house. its an emergency.' he responded.
"Whattttt?!" i scoffed as i read it. He wanted me to leave school?! I groaned, throwing my books into my locker and rushing towards the doors to the front lot of the school building. I was SO going to regret cutting school later. I jogged out of the school building and onto the sidewalk towards the bus stop. I looked at the schedule. "Crap..i hate city busses" I lightly banged my fist against the glass bus-stop structure as i reluctantly turned and started to run in the direction towards Danny's. It was 30 blocks, but the bus wasn't schedule to make a stop on that corner for another 2 hours.
By the time i got to Danny's i was exhausted and damp with sweat. I slowly climbed the steps of his stoop to his front door, running out of energy. I pushed the doorbell and leaned over, resting my hands above my knees, trying to catch my breath. I heard steps rushing to the door, the lock clicked, and it swung open quickly...revealing an extremely worried Danny. Confused, i furrowed my eyebrows and walked inside, studying Danny.. nervously scratching his head with one hand...the phone clutched in the other. I looked to Tom, who was leaning against the hallway wall, biting his nails. "Uhm..." i started "whats going on...whats the emergency" I started to worry, after seeing their behavior.
Danny started walking into the family room. I followed him and sat on the couch. He sat on the chair across from me and Tom leaned against the armrest of the couch next to me. "Uhm. " Danny started "Andrea and Dougie are missing." I laughed. This has to be a joke. "WHAT?" i scoffed. When Danny and Tom's faces remained serious, i knew they weren't kidding. I jumped to my feet, searching for words.."wha..bu..how..when?" was all i managed to say. Tom shrugged, having very little answers. "But ..we dont know for sure do we?... why dont we stop by their houses..and make sure before we start to panic?" i suggested. They nodded, we headed for the door and started towards Dougie and Andrea's houses.
We stopped at Dougie's first. I knocked on the door and a very hysterical Mrs. Poynter answered. I was shocked and speechless. She dabbed her eyes with a tissue and motioned for us to come in. We nervously walked in slowly, unsure of what exactly was going on or how to react. We sat around the kitchen table as Mrs. P brought us a few cokes. After running all the way to Danny's and walking the rest of the way to Andrea's I was glad to pour something cold down my dry throat. It felt good, but we had to focus on why we came here.
"What happened?" i finally asked. She sniffled, sighed, and started to tell us... "We went on vacation to Colombia with Andrea's family. Not thinking anything of it, Dougie, his sister, and Andrea all shared a room. Little did we know, Dougie and Andrea had been 'seeing' each other. By the time we got back here...Andrea was pregnant." She stopped, and started crying again. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, staring amongst each other in disbelief. Finally, we interrupted Mrs. P again, with more questions. "But wait..what's happened..where are they..and why is everyone saying they're missing." She picked her head out of her hands and shrugged. "We're not exactly sure, but Andrea's mother made an appointment for her to get an abortion today at the hospital. They both disappeared last night and neither of them have their cell phones on." I stood up and walked over to her, comforting her with a hug. "It'll be okay" i consoled. I lied though, i didn't know that for a fact. I bit my lip nervously. "Maybe we can help. Do you mind if we take a look around his room? Maybe we'll find something that can help us determine where they went?" i suggested. She nodded, grateful for our help and condolence. I nodded to the boys to follow me and we climbed the stairs towards Dougie's room. On the way, i noticed a small black box in the hallway, upside down. I flipped it over and it was empty, so i completely disregarded it, shrugging towards the boys.
We opened the door and stopped in amazement. His room was a mess. Completely torn apart. "What'd he do? empty his closet onto his bed" i laughed. I started pulling through the clothes, searching for something significant. After lifting a few layers of clothes off his bed, I noticed a train schedule on his bed, pulled open, wrinkled from the weight of the clothes that was on it. I picked it up and studied it. The time that said "4:00 a.m.- London" was circled. I gasped, yelled for the boys to follow me and rushed out of the room down the stairs, and out the front door, calling to Mrs. P to tell her we'd be in touch. The boys chased after me the whole way to the train station, confused and yelling out questions to me. When we got there, i bolted through the crowds of people to get inside, and jumped on the back of a line for tickets.
The boys caught up to me, breathing heavily.
"What the hell man?" Tom asked me between breaths.
I smiled, showing them the train schedule and the circled time. Their eyes lit up. "You think that's where they went?" Danny asked excitedly. I smiled and shoved the pamphlet into my back pocket as i pulled out my wallet and the line moved foward a few paces. "Maybe..but its worth a try." I said. After a few seconds of silence, Tom took a deep breath. "Wait.. even if they did go there, Londons a big city.... how are WE gonna find them." I froze. I hadn't thought about that. I scratched my head. "Uhm...well.. they're our friends...if anyone can think like them, and guess where they'd be....its us" I said, trying to sound confident. It was worth a try wasnt it? It wasn't too long of a train ride- only a few hours...and if we didn't find them, we could always just ride back tonight or tomorrow.
I got to the ticket window, ordered three one way tickets and handed the man a bill. He nodded, printed up three coach tickets, and handed them to me through a whole in the glass, along with my change. I thanked him, took the tickets, handed one to Tom and one to Danny and headed for platform 4.
As we boarded the train, Tom first..then Danny..then me, we searched for seats. I couldn't help but notice a very good looking girl, reading a book by Stephen King. I smiled at her. She must have felt someone looking at her, because she looked up, noticed me, and smiled back. "Hi" i said quietly as I passed by her seat..following Danny and Tom to the back of the car. We sat a few rows back from her and tried to get comfy for the semi-long ride ahead of us. After about 10 minutes, when the train filled up, the alarm sounded..signalling all riders to board, the doors closed, and we rolled out of the station... my eyes fixed on the brown hair coming out of the back of the girl's head...the one reading Stephen King. I smiled slightly, before reminding myself that we were on a mission. I closed my eyes and slouched down in my seat, trying to get comfortable.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Harry's P.O.V.
I fell asleep on the train ride. I woke up however, when i felt a breeze, as if someone had just walked past me. I blinked open my eyes, rubbing them, trying to focus my vision. I looked to Danny and Tom next to me. Danny was asleep and Tom had his ipod in, staring out the window. I sat up in my seat a little bit, and decided i'd take a trip to the loo.
I stood up and started walking towards the back of the train, looking for a bathroom. A few cars back, and I found it. The little sign above the doorway said it was occupied though, so i leaned sleepily against the wall outside and folded my arms, closing my eyes and rocking to the sway of the train. I heard a click, and the bathroom door opened, revealing the girl from earlier who had been reading Stephen King. She opened the door. We made eyecontact. Gulp. As she smiled, and started to manuever her way around me, the train jolted forcefully, throwing me into her. I caught myself with my arms pressed against the wall, our chests pressed up against each other. She giggled nervously.
"Hi again" she said. I smiled, laughing lightly and re-balancing myself. "Sorry bout that." She shrugged, smiling. "It's okay.... I'm Marie" She said, sticking out her hand for me to shake. I took her hand and shook it "Harry" i responded. Even after our hands stopped shaking, I held onto her for as long as possible...as she smiled and started back towards her seat. She passed Danny along the way. He got to me and turned, checking her out. "Harry the ladies man!" he laughed obnoxiously. I watched her walk to the end of the car, open the door and proceed towards the front of the train. When i looked back to Danny, i saw him stick his tongue out at me and close the bathroom door. I couldn't react fast enough.
"NO!" i growled. "MAN DANNY!" I pounded my fist against the bathroom door, laughing....thinking about the lovely giggle from a girl named Marie.
I spaced out and when Danny opened the door, he emerged with a giggle, along with a putrid smell. I waved my hand in front of my face and pinched my nose. "DUDE. YOU TOTALLY KNEW I HAD TO USE THE LOO." i proclaimed as i whacked him in the stomach. He laughed menacingly and rushed back towards our car. I grimaced and held my breath...walking into the smelly bathroom.
Andrea's P.O.V.
Dougie and I had arrived in London a few hours ago, after catching the 4 a.m. train. It was a little over two hours of a trip and i slept on Dougie's shoulder most the way, my fingers laced in his. I felt like this was a fairytale...something like Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty...where my prince whisks me away to his faraway kingdom to take care of me all the days of my life. Sure..it wasnt exactly LUXURIOUS.... i mean..we didnt have much money, any plans, and very little clothes.. but we'd make it work...we had to. And if material possessions arent enough...love is. I smiled to myself, my eyes closed, breathing in Dougie's scent.
After we arrived in London, and i was woken by a very obnoxious announcement, we walked out of the train station, into the busy, bustling streets of London. We didn't live very far from the city, so it wasnt my first time there...but it had been quite a while and i wasnt too familiar with it. We just decided to walk down the sidewalk of the one way street..and see where it takes us. It was January, and pretty chilly. I zippered up my sweatshirt tight and held onto Doug as we walked down the crowded sidewalk. We stopped infront of a starbucks and Dougie raised his eyebrows at me, suggesting we 'grab some grub' I smiled in response and he led me in by the hand. We pulled off our layers and Dougie sat on one of the low purple couches by a small coffee table. I unwrapped my scarf, took off my sweatshirt and sat next to him, wrapping my legs underneath me and huddling close to him.
After Dougie and I finished off our hot coffee and a muffin, I stretched and started to wrap back up for the cold weather outside. "Where are we gonna stay?" i asked finally. We had to talk about it eventually... "We need a place to stay, dont we?" i frowned. He smiled and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me towards him and kissing my forehead. "We'll find someplace...there has to be hundreds of apartment buildings around here...dont worry" he replied gently. I smiled, nodded and headed for the door. On our way out, Dougie froze by the counter, raised his hand to his mouth and turned to a young looking fellow behind the counter. "Hey man..any apartment buildings around here?" The man smiled and nodded.."yeah dude. check out the one a few blocks down.. its this big brick building..." the guy replied, as he told us which direction to head. Dougie nodded and i smiled thankfully. We walked out of the starbucks and headed in the direction the guy pointed.
A few blocks down was a tall brick building with a fire escape on both sides. We stopped outside and looked at it for a few minutes. It wasn't exactly a castle..but it wasnt exactly falling apart either. I sighed and started for the door. When we got inside there was a man sitting at a desk, playing solitaire on the computer. I cleared my throat. He looked up. "Can i help YOU?" he asked rudely. My mouth dropped, offended at his tone. Dougie placed his hand on my shoulder, before i had the chance to jump down his throat. I scoffed, crossing my arms. "We'd like to rent a room..any available?" The man looked up, his overall attitude changing at the idea that we were 'customers.' He replied, "OH. Well, yes, we have rooms. He reached behind him and unlocked a glass case with keys hanging on hooks. He grabbed a key and walked towards the elevators. "Follow me" he sang. Dougie took my hand and we followed him into the elevator. "Now.." he started "we have very strict rules here... No loud music, no noise disturbances after 9 p.m., no pets, and rent is to be paid on the first of every month...except for today..you'll need to make a deposit." When we got to the 18th floor, the elevator 'dinged' and the doors opened. He walked out and led us down a long, ugly carpeted hallway that smelled like pancakes. He stopped at a door marked 18-13 and began unlocking it with the key in his hand. He pushed open the door and stepped aside, letting us walk in. Dougie walked in first, and i followed. The floors were hardwood and were in need of a good polish. There was dust settled in the corners and no funiture besides a bed in one corner and a table with two chairs on the other, a small dirty stove, small sink and a tiny one-doored refridgerator. The windows were dirty and the light coming in was dim. I frowned. It definately needed to be cleaned up alot. Dougie turned to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Whatdya think." he said. I looked around the room... I guess itd look a lot better after a scrubdown. I sighed and nodded. If it ended up not working out, then we can look for another place and move out next month.
Dougie talked the details over with the landlord and paid him a deposit as i walked around the room...glancing out the window and looking around the room. I wandered over the door by the bed and opened it, peering into a tiny little bathroom with a small shower, a toilet, and a sink with a small, scratched mirror above it. The tile floors were dirty and the light above the small bathroom provided very little light. I dropped my backpack on the bed and took off my sweatshirt, ready to get to work. Dougie closed the door and came back into the room, handing me a key. "Your key mylady" he giggled. I wrapped my arms around his neck and squealed as he lifted me off the ground and spun me around. "to a place ALL our own!!!" I wrapped my legs around him as he walked to the bed and flopped down on it. I rubbed my nose with his and smiled, staring into his eyes.
I sighed happily and gently kissed his lips before sitting up. He was leaning backwards on his elbows and i had one leg on either side of him. I studied the room. "Lets go get some cleaning supplies....and clean our new place up" i suggested. He smiled and hopped up out of bed. We took our new key and headed for the elevator.
After running down to the nearest grocery store, we headed back to the apartment with a bucket, sponges, dawn soap, windex and papertowels as well as shampoo and conditioner, toothpaste, a razor and shaving cream, and a few tv-dinners. When we got in, I threw the frozen dinners in the fridge and we filled the bucket with water and poured in some soap. I took off my jeans and got on my hands and knees- scrubbing the floors, while Dougie took the bathroom. Personally, after seeing the bathroom, i definately think i got the better deal. I heard a few squeels and gags come from the bathroom after he went in. I giggled. After I finished, i washed down the stove and refridgerator..which when i opened, i noticed it was empty. By the time we finished, it was starting to get dark. I threw the sponge back in the dirty water and flopped, pants-less, back onto the bed. "WHEW" i yelled. A few minutes later, a very dirty Dougie came into the room. He had dirt all over his shirt and when i sat up, he frowned. I giggled. I stood up and skipped over to him, pulling the shirt off of him. "I put drano in the shower.... to clean the floor. It was so disgusting..but i think its finally hygenic." i laughed even harder. He scratched his chest and looked around the room. "Looks like you did pretty good out here too.." he said. I smiled, proudly. Without saying anything, i led him into the bathroom and closed the door behind us. It was an incredibly tight fit..but it made it all the better in my opinion. I turned on the shower water and pulled off my shirt, pulling my hair out of the ponytail, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants...pushing him into the shower before following him in. He smiled and pulled me in close..the hot water hitting us and streaming down our bodies.
Harry's P.O.V.
After returning from the bathroom trip from hell, I noticed Marie staring out the window. I nodded to the boys as I walked by. Tom had a confused look on his face and Danny turned to him, pointing to the girl i was headed for. I approached her and motioned to the seat next to her, "this seat taken." She smiled and shook her head. "Why you headed for London?" I asked her. "I have an apartment in the city. Im on my way back from a visit with my mum." she explained. "Oh!" i nodded. "What about you?" she asked. I giggled nervously. "Well..you see.. my bandmate and his girl ran away from home cause she was pregnant..and i'm looking for them. The only clue I have is London." i frowned. She laughed at me. "Londons a big place Harry..how do you ever expect to find them?" I shrugged. "I dunno..but I think if im meant to find them..i will." i replied, smiling. We spent the remainder of the train ride talking. Mostly about music, life, books, and jobs. Apparently she works in starbucks. When we arrived at the station in London, she asked if we had somewhere to stay tonight- motioning towards Danny and Tom. I shook my head no. She wrote down her street address and number on my hand and offered that if we needed a place to stay, she has a pull out couch in her apartment. I nodded and smiled thankfully before giving her a quick hug and heading out into the street.
Hours later. No sign of Dougie OR Andrea. We wound up in a park somewhere, with a few sings and slides. I collapsed on a parkbench. "MAN! I thought for sure we'd find them... i guess this is gonna be harder than I thought." i frowned. "What if they've already left London?...like on a plane or something." Danny suggested, discouraged. I rested my head in my hands. 'Shit' i thought. What now!? Then i remembered Marie. I looked down to my hand and grabbed out my cellphone. I started dialing.
Half an hour later, Tom, Danny and I were standing in front of a large brick apartment building. We walked inside and were greeted by a very rude little man. "YES?" he asked sharply upon our entrance. "Uhm..we're here to see a friend..." i replied. He rolled his eyes arrogantly. "Well..they'll have to come down here to get you..your not allowed in the elevator by yourself." i laughed at the silly rule. "Okay" i replied. "Marie Smith" i replied as he picked up the phone and pressed a few buttons. "Yes, hello Marie.. you have visitors" he said softly into the telephone, looking us over.. He hung up the receiver and a few minutes later, the elevator dinged and Marie came walking out. "Hey guys!" she said and waved us into the elevator. "Thanks Warren" she called, waving to the rude little man behind the desk. I scoffed as i got into the elevator. The doors closed and she pushed the button for the 18th floor.
Chapter Thirty
Harry's P.O.V.
We followed Marie out of the elevator. She stopped infront of a door and started to fumble with her keys to unlock it. Above the small peephole in the darkwood door, was a gold plated number "18-12." She unlocked the door, opened it and welcomed us in.
"Home sweet home" she smiled friendly. We all walked in, looking around. "The couch pulls out into a queen sized bed and theres always the recliner too..i'll let you boys fight it out" she winked. She headed towards the fridge and opened it, peering inside. I followed her over and stood close behind her, leaning over to whisper in her ear.
"Not that I dont appreciate it, but why are you doing this for us?" i asked sincerely.
She spun around and smiled at me. "It's not like i invite strangers into my house often, infact this would be the first" she started to explain sweetly, "But I'm a pretty good judge of character and you guys seemed really genuine and sweet." She smiled and turned back to the fridge, taking out three beers and closing the doors. "Drinks boys?" she offered, handing one to each of us. After a few minutes of socializing, Danny pulled out the bed and laid down, getting comfy and falling asleep. Not long after, Tom and I both observed Danny and laughed, before staring at each other for a short moment. Finally, Tom sighed heavily. "Fine..you can have the recliner...ill share with smelly" he laughed. He climbed onto the pull out couch and pulled some of the covers from the snoring Danny. I laughed and noticed Marie walk into her bedroom and close the door... leaving it just open enough that I could see a pool of light coming through the door.
I walked over to the door and knocked lightly, opening it just enough to peek my head through. She turned around, her arms inside her shirt...she was obviously mid-change. "Mind if i use your shower?" i asked. she giggled. I began to explain. "I must stink. I ran like 20 blocks to Dannys house from school, then another 10 to Andrea's from Dannys..then to the train station and all around London." I laughed. "Its been a long day." She smiled, "of course you can use my shower." she said, opening the door to her bedroom and pulling her arms back through the sleeves. "Its in here" she said, opening a door on the other side of her room and flicking on a light. The bathroom was considerably smaller than the bathroom I had back home...but it was still roomy enough. I thanked her, closed the doors and turned on the hot water. Ready to relax and clean off.
Dougie's P.O.V.
Our shower - we spent most of the time singing obnoxiously into each others faces, shampooing each other's hair, and a few quick makeout sessions...nothing too intense. The shower was incredibly small though..definately not meant for two people..but we made it work..we didnt mind being close.
After we turned off the water, i kissed her nose and she giggled. "We dont have any towels do we?" she asked, laughing. I scratched my head... "shit" i started.. "i completely forgot." We stepped out of the shower onto the bathroom rug, the soft pink carpet tickling our feet. We were both dripping wet. I walked out into the main room and grabbed my backpack, spilling out the contents and grabbing a pair of baggy sweatpants and pulling them on. "Where are you going?" she asked, laughing. "Next door..maybe one of the neighbors will lend us some towels and sheets." i said smiling. I opened the door and walked out, my hair still dripping. I walked to the first door I saw, across the hallway and knocked on the door marked 18-14. I waited a few minutes and when no one answered, I assumed no one lived there. I moved to the door next to ours, 18-12, and knocked somewhat louder than previously. I heard a shuffle of feet, the lock clicked, and the door opened slightly...a metal rope stopping it, leaving only about 6 inches of space between the door and the frame. A brown eyed, tanned, young friendly looking girl peeked out at me.
"Hi" she whispered. I smiled. "Hi..im Dougie..i just moved in next door with my girlfriend..but we dont have any towels or sheets yet..and i was hoping you wouldn't mind if we borrowed some until we got more settled in" i asked nervously. This was so weird...ive never asked someone to borrow sheets before. She smiled, nodded and closed the door. I heard a muffled noise of metal-on-metal and the door opened fully, as she allowed me to step into her apartment. She stood facing me. "Marie Smith" she said, sticking her hand out for me to shake. I smiled and took it firmly, "Dougie Poynter" i replied "And my girlfriend's name is Andrea."
She nodded and started walking into a back room..which im assuming to be her bedroom. The light was on and when she opened the door, the mainroom was flooded with light.
The light illuminated two figures sleeping on a pull-out couch, the sheets pulled over their heads. I observed them for a few minutes, waiting for Marie to return...
Marie's P.O.V.
After a very polite young boy knocked on the door in the middle of the night...dripping wet and shirtless, asking for towels and sheets, I couldnt say no. I opened the door and welcomed him in. He introduced himself and told me about his girlfriend....Andrea. I walked back into my bedroom and headed for the bathroom. Right as I got to the door and knocked on it, to ask Harry to hand me out two towels and some sheets..i remebered what he had said earlier.. Didnt he say that his friend's girlfriend's name was Andrea.. I couldnt remember what he had said their names were....or if he said at all. But I couldnt help but sit there, perplexed, contemplating and trying to remember details.
Harry opened the door, a towel wrapped around his waist, and another towel in his hands, as he used it to dry his hair. "Can you hand me out two towels and some sheets?" i asked him. He furrowed his eyebrows at me, confused, but nodded and walked to the shelves- grabbing two towels from one shelf, and a pair of white sheets off the shelf under neath it. I smiled, thanked him, and closed the door...but not before i checked out his killer body. His chest, abs, and arms were to DIE for. I giggled as i walked back into the main room. Dougie was standing there, staring at the two bodies on the couch. I handed him the towels and smiled. "All the best of luck" i told him "And if you need anything else, dont hesitate to ask" i offered. He smiled, raised the towels and nodded thankfully. "Thanks so much...See you around i'm sure" he winked as he turned his back and headed back to his room.
Andrea's P.O.V.
I stood there on the bathroom carpet, dripping wet, my arms wrapped around my body, trying to stay warm. 'WHERES DOUGIE' I whined to myself. Finally, after a few minutes he came back with two towels. He pulled his sweatpants off and we both stood in the bathroom drying off our bodies with the large white towels. Afterwards, we hung them from the hooks on the back of the bathroom door and walked out into the main room to make the bed. I put a pair of shorts and a cami on and Dougie put on boxers. We made the bed with the sheets he had brought over from next door.
"Who did you borrow these from" i asked, giggling. He shrugged. "Some girl next door named Marie...she was nice and said if we needed anything to let her know." he replied. I smiled, "sweet deal." After the bed was finished being made...we realized...we didnt have any pillows. I climbed into bed and frowned, staring at the head of the bed where pillows are meant to be. Doug just shrugged and started tickling me. I tried hard not to scream with laughter, but it was impossible..he knew my weakspots. I was completely defenseless against him. After a few minutes of him tickling me, me shrieking and trying to escape his attack, and a few kicks to his shins..he finally quit and we laid there giggling, trying to regain our breath.
Harry's P.O.V.
After I finished drying off, I came out of the bathroom. Marie was sitting on her bed, her knees bent, a book leaning against them. I laughed. "You like to read dont you" she looked up. "Huh?" she started "Oh...yeah" she laughed. She held up the book, 'Out of the girls room and into the night' for me to read the cover. "Its really good..there a bunch of short stories" she said, turning back to the inside pages she was reading. I smiled and started to walk across her bedroom towards the door, and I could tell she was eyeing me. AFTER ALL.. I was only wearing a towel. I smiled to myself and before i exited the room, I turned back and leaned against the wall, crossing my arms and studying her. "I have a question" i started. "Hm?" she responded, switching her glance from my body to my eyes. "Why did you need towels and sheets?" I asked. She laughed. "Oh..this boy Dougie from next door came over and asked if he could borrow some until he and his girlfriend got settled" she said, turning back to her book. My mouth dropped. Could it be OUR DOUGIE? Right under our noses this whole time. I gulped. "Did this Dougie character say what his last name was?...What'd he look like?" i quizzed her impatiently. She furrowed her eyebrows to remember..."Uhm...Pointer?" she replied and shrugged. "He had like..strawberry blonde hair and a really cool looking tattoo on his chest. I almost fainted. A smile sprung across my face and I ran out into the main room to wake Danny and Tom. "GUYS WAKE UP QUICK" i yelled, jumping ontop of them. They groaned and moaned, finally rolling over, rubbing there eyes and looking at me. "WHAT THE HELL, ITS NOT MORNING YET" Danny replied angrily. I shrieked, "DOUGIE'S HERE. IN THIS BUILDING!!!" I proclaimed. "Whhhhhhhat??" they replied, confused....I definately had their attention this time.
Marie came out, leaning against the doorframe, watching out odd and excited behavior smiling. I pulled on my boxers and jeans and stumbled towards the door. The boys quickly rolled off the couch-bed and followed me out into the hall. Once i got outside, I looked at all the doors. 'SHIT' i thought. How am i supposed to know which door hes in? I decided to knock on each one until i found him. I knocked on 18-14 first. It was catty-corner to this room, and across the hall. No one answered. I frowned. Moving down the hallway, I got to the next door, directly next to Marie's. 18-13. I knocked loudly and listened. Nothing. I frowned and turned my back to walk farther down the hallway, in hopes that he'd be in one of the other rooms. As I got about a foot away from the door, I heard the lock switch and spun around as Dougie, only wearing boxers, peeped his head out, confusedly looking around. When he saw Danny, Tom and I standing in the hallway, his mouth dropped in shock.
"DOUGIE!" we all yelled as we ran to him, barraling through the door and tackling him into his room. After we were done hugging him, I looked up and saw Danny running towards the bed on the other side of the room. Andrea, with an incredibly shocked expression on her face was sitting up in bed under the covers. Danny ran over to her and hugged her, picking her up and spinning her around- out of the bed and onto the floor. "WHA..HOW..BUT.." she tried to speak. Tom, Danny and I sat around, giggling like fools while Dougie and Andrea sat in complete shock and terror. Finally Dougie spoke. "DUDE. How'd you find us?!" he asked.
I smiled and thought of the girl from the train...how she practically led us to them...she must be a guardian angel.... I turned to Dougie... "Marie"
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