Chapter 7

DOUGIE'S POV

Danny and I arrived at Angel's dormitory… that looks like a hotel. Seriously. The lobby was HUGE and the floors were shiny. If college meant living in a place like this, then I should've went. As you know, I dropped out of high school to join the band. Yeah, but no regrets. Anyway, Tom and Harry decided to meet us there at the party. They were picking up their girlfriends as well--- Giovana and Izzy. Tom and Giovana had been going out the longest time and I kinda envy them. Not that I like Gio or anything or even Tom. Eeew. I wasn't in a good relationship ever since. My longest was 3 weeks. But I'm not gonna tell who it was. Heehee. I found out that she was using me for my money. Yes people, my money. I never really liked her anyway. Gaaah. Enough of this crap.

Wait, it's already 7:15. Where are the girls?

"They're not gonna show up. I knew it." I muttered, losing hope that Angel and I would have fun tonight.

"Dude, women are always fashionably late. Trust me." Danny said, and did kinda calm down. Danny's an expert at this stuff. You know him.

"Hey guys." We heard someone say from behind us. We quickly turned around and saw Abby and Angel in front of us. My gaze was focused on her, the girl in the white dress. Dougie, breathe… Is it hot in here, or what? Damn, she looks incredible. That dress shows her curves perfectly. And let me tell you, they were in the right places. I never noticed that she was this slender. Sexy. Snap out of Dougie, before you think of something else!

"Hi." I heard Danny say as he was a bit loosening his tie. He might be thinking the same thing when he saw Abby. "You girls ready?"

"Yeah." They both replied. Danny offered Abby his left elbow and she took it and walked together outside.

"Hey." I said nervously. Wait, what? I'm not nervous. I'm never nervous! Am I? "You uhm.. uh.. You look… nice." That's what you can come up?! NICE?! She looks perfect! Wait a go, Doug.

"Thanks. Uhm, you look nice yourself." She replied.

"Let's go?" I asked and she took my hand that I offered.

The ride to the party was kinda silent most of the time. Danny and Abby would laugh at each other's jokes and Angel and I would just ride along. We both were seated at the back seat and I was kinda shy. Yes, I told you before. I blush!

Finally, we arrived and a lot of people were outside. We had to pass the back area of the venue, which was huge by the way, lots of celebrities and important people in the industry. We had to be in our best behavior. Danny and Abby separated from us as we got in.

"Hey, isn't that Posh Spice? With David Beckham?" Angel whispered, and I can tell she was thrilled.

"Yep. You'd be going to a lot of parties like this when start working for Virgin." I smiled at her. She was amused. She stared in awe at the people around her.

"Do you want a drink?" I asked.

She nodded and mumbled a simple, "M.hm." and with that, I led her to the bar. The area was kinda crowded, as we got closer to the bar. She held my held my hand tighter so she won't lose me. Damn, her hand was so soft.

"Ah, finally!" She breathed and relaxed in one of the high stools. I did too.

"What's in it for the lovely lady?" I asked and she smiled.

"I'll have a coke, sire." She joked, imitating my British accent. "Not diet," This girl can sometimes be full of surprises.

"I thought you would go for diet... Or something alcoholic."

"Nah, I don't drink alcohol." She replied.

"One coke and a beer, please." I told the bar tender our orders.

"Whoa, a celebrity being polite; That's a first." She said and I looked at her amusingly.

"I am polite!"

She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Okay, maybe sometimes."

She nodded, "Thought so. Anyway, have you seen Tom and Harry already?"

"Nah, I see 'em everyday. I'm sick of them already." I joked. But seriously, the guys can sometimes be really weird and they get into my nerves.

"She laughed a hearty laugh. It was music to my ears. Okay, corny Dougie. Baaad.

"Silly."

Our drinks arrived and we chatted along as we drank. I learned a lot about her. And she learned a lot about me. We're in the same situation. Her dad left them for another woman, just like mine. She has an older brother and is living with his own family in the US. Her mom's left with her step dad and she's happy with them being together.

"I treat him like my own father. I wish mom could've met him earlier." She said. "Nah, forget about it. Seriously Doug, I'm not the kind of person who tells about my family. You're the only one that I told about this."

And with that comment, I had to ask myself, why me?