NYgirl626

THREE YEARS LATER

Andrea's P.O.V.

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you

I drove home in my silver minicooper, singing along to
an old song on the radio by Brandi Carlile..and
started to reflect back on the past few years. It
seemed like a lifetime since highschool and looking
back I had no idea my life would turn out this way. I
never would have predicted that I'd get pregnant on
the beach in Colombia, runaway with Dougie only to
admit defeat, come back and live in Dougie's mum's
house... get married and have twins, Annie and DJ
(Dougie Junior)...obviously, I wanted to name the boy
after Dougie and he wanted to name the girl after
me...so we compromised. Altogether though, despite the
drama and the hard times... I was in love with the man
of my dreams..and everything had worked itself out.

I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
Yeah you do and I was made for you

As I pulled into the entrance of the driveway, the
automatic gate opened and I continued down the long
path through trees, until finally, my house became
visible through the heavy trees. It was the perfect
spot for privacy, and with the lake backyard, the wrap
around porch was the perfect place to watch the
sunset. I parked the car on the cobblestone infront of
the garage and turned off the ignition before grabbing
my purse and walking up the front steps and through
the large wood front door. The scent of spaghetti
filled my nostrils and I breathed in heavy, savoring
the smell in my nostrils. I dropped my purse and
kicked off my shoes before continuing into the family
room, stepping over our sleeping yellow lab Cooper as I pulled my hair up into a ponytail, noticing
the same Brandi Carlile song I was listening to in the
car was playing on Dougie's surround sound speaker
system in the family room. I paused in the doorway
and watched silently as Dougie danced across the
carpeted floor with Annie in his arms.

You see the smile thats on my mouth
Is hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...

He had one arm supporting her bum and the other
holding her hand, her feet dangling towards the ground
as Dougie danced along to the music, spinning and
weaving around the furniture...singing softly to our
little girl as they moved. I smiled and leaned against
the doorframe, holding my hand over my heart. I didn't
think it was possible to love one man this much.
Everytime I thought I couldn't love him anymore, he
did something incredibly sweet...he came through for
me..and I fell in love all over again. Thinking back
to the bank heist in highschool, I tried to imagine
life without Dougie. What if he had died that day? I
felt tears sting my eyes and I tried to breathe. I
just couldnt imagine it. I needed him. I never would
have survived if it hadn't been for him, his support,
and his love. He was my strength, my will, my
persistence and determination. He was everything I
wanted because he was all I needed.

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you

"MOMMY! MOMMY!" DJ shouted, coming from behind the
couch and running towards me. Dougie and Annie looked
up and both smiled and I kneeled down to pick DJ up as
I walked towards Dougie. "I didn't know you were
home..." Dougie giggled, blushing slightly at his
sillyness of singing and dancing in the family room. I
smiled. "I'm glad I was" I smiled. "Whaddya say DJ?
Should we show Annie and Daddy what REAL dancing looks
like?" I joked. DJ smiled and nodded, "YEAH!" I winked
at Dougie. After about a minute, Dougie comented.
"Yeah...I dont know... DJ..your a pretty good dancer,
but Mommy's steps are all mixed up" he said as he
placed Annie down on the couch giggling. "May I cut
in?" Doug directed towards DJ, who also giggled and
nodded.

Dougie took DJ out of my arms and placed him on the
floor. He ran over to the couch and hopped up next to
Annie as Dougie placed his arms around me and pulled
me close, leaning his head down slightly to rest his
forhead on the top of my head, his warm breath on my
face. It was like falling all over again. So much had
happened these past few years. Not only had everything
worked out for Doug and I, but Harry married Marie...
they have a baby on the way. Tom continued dating Gi,
and although they haven't announced it yet, we'd all
be surprised if they dont get engaged soon. Speaking
of engagements, Lindsey finally said yes to Danny's.
He proposed atleast 4 times. I guess she didn't take
him seriously the first three times. Not only had
McFLY conquered the charts, but now...they seemed to
have conquered and found love.

I swayed in Dougie's arms as the song came towards the
end. I just stared into his eyes as we both stood
still..neither one of us wanting to let go after such
a powerful song. He inched closer, his lips hovering
right over mine and whispered the final words to the
song "THE STORY" by Brandi Carlile... the song which
so befittingly played that day in our family room: "I
was made for you." he stated softly, making my knees
grow weak and my body fill with happiness. It
described everything about our life together. When I
was low, he knew just what to say to bring me back up.
I broke the rules and the law, for him...and only him.
But most importantly, my life would be meaningless
without him. Plain and simple, he was the only one for
me. He was made for me, and I was made for him and
we'd always be together. As he closed his lips over
mine, he stole my breath, and I knew it was true.

Piczo