A/N: I'm so sorry for the long wait you guys. I've been so busy but finally got a chapter done. I made it a little longer to make up for being so late. Also, please excuse any errors, I could barely keep my eyes open while editing this. Again thanks for all the reviews and please keep them coming, they mean a lot to me. Hope you enjoy this one.
Disclaimer: I still don't own them, still working on that plan.
Chapter 7
Dougie's POV
"Right, so what do you want to do today?" Harry asked sitting up.
I finally broke my gaze and stumbled out of bed.
"Not sure, we can just hang out, whatever." I replied while walking to my closet.
"Oh you know we haven't done crazy golf in a long time. How about that?" Harry asked enthusiastically.
So that's what we did. Harry went home to change and then we left and spent the rest of the afternoon playing crazy golf and then met up with the other guys that evening for dinner. It had been a fun day, just me and Harry getting back to our old ways and then spending time with Tom and Danny.
The next two weeks went by so fast we barely had time to think. If we weren't rehearsing, we were doing promo and interviews and if we weren't doing that then we were going through different acts to find the best one to open for us. This arena tour was going to be huge and it sucked up all our time so by the end of the day I was falling into my bed and passing out.
I was still getting these weird feelings though, every time I was around Harry and I couldn't shake them. I started to notice little things that I never thought twice about before. I started noticing how deep blue his eyes were and how they shined when he was happy about something or how he would chew on his lower lip when he was nervous.
Something was definitely happening to me and I wasn't sure how to stop it.
We were at our last rehearsal getting everything ready and making sure we knew where everything was and putting the finishing details on our set list. We were in the middle of playing One For The Radio and I was jamming out on my bass and jumping around. I ran up one of the ramps that led to where Harry was playing the drums and started rocking out next to him. I turned to look at him and couldn't help admiring how his muscles in his arms were straining and bulging when he pounded on the drums.
"Dougie..Hey Dougie" yelled Tom.
I jerked my head around to look at Tom.
"Yea mate, what's up?" I asked.
"You okay? You just stopped playing." answered Tom.
Oh shit, I didn't even realize.
"Umm yea, I'm fine. Sorry, just tired I guess." I told him.
I tried to hide my flushed face. I was already hot and sweaty from playing but now I have added the heat of embarrassment. I really needed to get myself under control. I cannot be thinking about my best mate like that or be standing there staring at him. I'm the one who told Harry that nothing could ever happen between us. Damn him for planting this seed in my head.
"Okay, right. I think we've had enough tonight." announces Tom.
We were staying in a hotel tonight before the first show and then on to the tour bus tomorrow night. We got to the hotel and said goodnight and went to our separate rooms. I had just got done getting ready for bed and was about to pass out when there was a knock at my door.
"Harry? Everything okay?" I asked stepping back.
"I should ask you the same thing," he said stepping into my room. He had already changed and was wearing boxer shorts and no shirt.
"I..I..I'm fine." I stammered while trying not to stare at his toned chest.
"Well I was just worried, you seemed distracted earlier."
"I think it's all just catching up to me, the stress and the lack of sleep. Getting this tour ready has really drained me." I explained.
"Yea I understand, same here," he said. "but it's all worth it. This is going to be a kick ass tour. I was going to ask you if you wanted to hang out and watch a movie but if you're to tired-"
"No, it's okay. Come on in." I shut the door behind him and he went and sat on the edge of the bed.
I could feel the nerves start to build up in my stomach but tried to push them down and ignore it. We decided on a movie from the list the hotel had to offer and settled in after I turned out the lights. Harry was laying on his stomach with his head down by the foot of the bed while I was leaning my back against the wall at the head of the bed.
We were well into the movie but I couldn't help raking my eyes over his toned shoulders and admiring the curve of his muscles that dipped down into his back. I slowly grazed my eyes down further, taking in the sight of his beautiful bum and finished off with his sexy calves.
Oh my God, I just checked out Harry, again. I was so glad the only light in there was from the TV otherwise Harry would be able to see how red my cheeks were. I took a deep breath, trying to relax and focus on the movie.
"You nervous?" Harry asked, turning around to look at me.
"What?!" I asked startled. Surely he couldn't hear my heart beating out my chest.
"About the show tomorrow?"
"Oh yea, that. Yea, I guess I am a little." I answered.
"Well don't be. You'll be fine. You're an amazing bass player." he said with a smile.
"Thanks." I smiled back.
This was one of things I loved about Harry, he always knows how to make me feel better and always boosting my confidence. I guess it's always been like that between us. We support each other and are there for each other. I still can't believe how much of a dick I was to him. It makes me cringe every time I think about how I treated him. Best friends are supposed to be there for each other through everything. He is the best friend anyone can ask for and I don't know what I would do without him.
That is why I have to stop this weird attraction that is springing up in me. I don't want anything to jeopardize our friendship. I never have even thought about him like this before, not until after he confessed his feelings for me. But in a way I guess it makes sense because of how close we are, I guess feelings were or are bound to come up. In all honesty, looking back, me and him have always had a strangely close bond. So much so that even fans over the years have thought something was going on between us.
Harry broke me out of my thoughts by coming up and sitting next to me against the wall. He had a glint in his eye and next thing I knew he had me pinned and was digging his fingers into my sides, tickling me.
"No Harry, hahaha, stop haha, HARRY!" I couldn't stop laughing and could barely breathe.
"Finally a laugh, had to get you out of that dull mood." he laughed while still tickling me.
He finally stopped so I could catch my breath and just stared down at me.
"Thanks Harry, you always know how to make me feel better." I looked up at him and there was so much more I wanted to say and thank him for, I just couldn't find the words.
He must have been able to tell through my eyes what was going through my head because he smiled and softly said you're welcome. Then he leaned down and pecked me on the cheek before jumping off the bed.
"Goodnight Buttsy, see ya in the morning." He said cheerfully as he exited my room.
I released the breath I was holding and ran my hands through my hair. This was definitely going to get worse.
Fingertips trailed down my side lightly and I could feel hot breath on my neck as lips grazed my skin. I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of skin on skin. His lips attached to mine with his tongue darting out and seeking entrance. I moaned again and could feel myself getting hard at all this contact. I felt a hand slowly slide down farther and reach into my boxers-
BAM BAM BAM!
"Dougie, time to get up." yelled Tom.
I sat up startled and looked down.
"Oh no." I groaned.
Well this is a great way to wake up, having a wet dream about Harry. Could this day start off any better.
I got up and headed into the shower planning on taking a cold one but decided to just take care of my problem. I turned the water on and stepped in and put my hand against the wall as I started quickly stroking myself. I was trying so hard not to think of him but Harry's face popped into my head and I started imagining what it would be like to touch him and run my hands over that toned body or feel his lips on every inch of my skin. It didn't take me long to reach my release.
Well that was a first, wanking off to images of my best mate. What other weird shit was going to happen today?
Harry's POV
We all were up and ready to leave by 11am and headed to the venue. I was seated next to Dougie in the van that was taking us and all I could think about was the fact that I kissed him last night. Okay so it was a kiss on the cheek and he didn't seem to care but still. If I knew there weren't going to be monumental repercussions I would have just gone for the lips but that wouldn't be productive . We are just friends and I'm not going to ruin that, he is as straight as a ruler.
We pulled up to the venue and piled out. We spent most of the time in the dressing room hanging out and doing our usual backstage antics. Tom was playing on his guitar and Danny was doing some sort of weird dance ritual. Dougie was just sitting back taking it all in. I however was pacing, not really sure why but nerves were starting to kick in.
"Harry just sit down, you're starting to make me more nervous." snapped Tom.
I just glared at him and took a seat next to Dougie who just smirked at me.
"It's going to be okay Harry." Dougie said.
"I know, just pre show nerves. I think I'm going to go walk around for a bit, clear my head." I said to the guys.
I walked out the dressing and room and started exploring the different hallways. I passed by the main doors in front and waved to some of the fans who were waiting outside. When they started to pile up I quickly turned to leave before security started having a fit.
I kept thinking about Dougie during my walk, I just couldn't shake him. I really was in love with him and I wasn't sure I would ever get over it.
I was so lost in thought that I wasn't paying attention when I rounded a corner and smacked straight into someone. We both fell to the floor in a heap and I groaned from the pain of hitting my head.
"Oh my God I am so sorry. Are you alright?"
"Yea, yea," I replied, "just bumped my head a bit. It was my fault, are you okay?" I asked. I finally turned my head up to see who I had ran into and came face to face with the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen.
"Yes I'm fine, again I am so sorry." She looked a little frightened. "I just am a little stressed. I'm looking for George, the head of the lighting crew. Something is wrong with the set up and I need to find him so the show can start."
I don't know how she managed to get that out all in one breath but I didn't care. I was mesmerized by her eyes and curly red hair. She was wearing black fitting jeans, a black shirt and boots but she looked beautiful.
"I'm sorry, are you a part of the road crew? I've never seen you before."
"Umm, yea. I just started for this tour." She replied.
"What's your name?" I needed to know her name.
"Anne."
"Hi Anne, I'm Harry." I smiled at her.
"Yea, haha. I know who you are. Nice to meet you," she smiled back, "I'm sorry but I have to go. I need to find George about the lighting."
"Okay and sorry, I don't know where he is. I guess I'll see you around?"
"Yes, definitely."
One last smile and she was gone.
I walked back to the dressing room in a daze and hoped I would see her again.
"You alright mate?" asked Danny.
"Yea, perfect." I said, still dazed and sat down.
"You look weird, what'd ya do? Go an have a wank?"
"Ahh Danny." yelled Tom.
"What, he looks like it." laughed Danny.
"No Danny, I didn't have a wank, bloody hell." I answered.
I couldn't get the stupid grin off my face or her image out of my mind.
"What is it then?" Danny asked again.
"I literally just ran into the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
