It's not really the full chapter, but this one doesnt really have chapters anymore, i just write and cant stop. I hope you like it though :D

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Chapter five

It wasn't supposed to happen…

Dougie

'D-d-d-d-Annnnnny' I sang as I entered the room. 'Dannyshizzle?'

'What's the shizzle, my fizzle?' came a tired response. 'And it better be good, cause you just woke me up at… 6.30! You fg woke me up at six thirty?! Ah, this better be good, a shizzle-wake-up and at this hour. Bloody hell' he continued, still not coming out of the cover he was hiding under. 'It's a Saturday Doug, Saturday morning! Does that mean anything to you?'

Suddenly the alarm clock that he had pulled in with him fell out and landed with a thud on the floor. 'Did that hit your head by any chance?' he muttered.

'Ehm, no' I answered trying my hardest not to laugh.

'Crap'

'I shall take a shower now, but when I get back I expect you to be up and running' I told him as I stood up and pulled my soaked sweater off.

'Sod off'

I couldn't help but tease him a bit more. I mean, I had already woken him up, and not even got to tell him the thing I intended to tell him when I woke him up. Or something like that, I am confusing myself a bit here. I woke him up to tell him something. Yes. And I haven't. Right. Now tease him more. Will do.

'Guess who I ran into when I was out running just now?'

'You don't run'

I rolled my eyes 'I know, but I did today, ok. Now guess!'

'I refuse'

'Fine, but you wont be able to stop thinking about it from now, running it back and forth in your mind. Who could young Dougie have run into? Oh, he didn't tell me, now I cant stop thinking about it. I have to know. And…' I added knowing he was listening intently 'In case you don't notice, I'm being your brain here. Anyway, it will get under your skin, drive you up the walls until you cant stand it anymore. Who could it be? Who could be so important that he would pull a shizzle-wake-up on me? Hm, I cant think anymore. I need Doug, I need my precious Doug to tell me who it is so I can let it go. PLEASE'

'One thing Doug'

I looked up from my spot on the floor, where I was currently acting out the entire thing 'Yeah'

'My brain sounds nothing like you'

'Maybe not, but you're still gonna think about it until I get back and you'll fail to get back to sleep, so…Oops' I grinned at him before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me.

'And you're not precious!' was the last thing I heard him shout before I turned on the shower and allowed the running water to drench out everything else.

Hm, black t-shirt or blue one? Jeans or three-quarters? Sneakers or dress-shoes? And to those of you gawping right now, yes, I do own a pair of dress-shoes, two pairs in fact. And to make matters even worse, I also own about 5 ties, and, get this, I know how to tie them. How do you like that?

Shirt? Uniform?

Huh?! Uniform, god I have so been doing this for too long. Its not like Sam would mind whatever I dressed in, or would she? Maybe she's only with me because I'm so fit. Oh, that would be quite interesting actually, if she spotted me across the schoolyard and decided that she was going to go after me. Cool. I snickered to myself as I thought about it.

But then again Dougie, the logical side of my brain opposed, she told you that you weren't overly handsome yesterday, remember?

Oh right, so maybe she's not with me for my looks. Maybe its my personality, which, when you think about it, is actually even better.

Or, could it be, that I come as a package? You know, looks and personality. The whole shebang. Maybe I should selling myself short at times, I'm probably a lot better than I set out to be.

'Do you think Sam is only going out with me for my looks?'. Danny gave me a strange look and I realised that I'd just said that out loud.

'Yeah right' He huffed as he threw the blue shirt on my head. 'Don't think too highly about yourself'

'Sorry Dan' I laughed 'Its just that this date is all I can think about, I've gone through it like 50 times in my head and every time I just find more and more stuff that I need to fix or that can go wrong..

'Doug! You know you can think like that, if you only thought about the stuff that could go wrong, well, you'd be better off staying on bed tonight, cause, seriously…'

'I guess you're right' I began slowly.

'Don't make me slap you, cause you know I will' he added sternly 'STOP worrying'

'Oohh, scary…' I mocked him 'But seriously, can you swipe some grapes for me when you got down for breakfast, if the lunch lady sees me taking stuff again she'll kill me'

He walked all the way to the door before answering 'Sure, why not.. Anything for you young Douglas, but' he pointed at me 'I do expect you to hook me up with that fit girl soon'

'Really?? Despite everything me and Sam have to go through you still want to go after Trinny?'

'What can I say…I'm a guy, she's a girl…A fit girl' he added with a grin 'Sometimes, its just as easy as that'

'You mean that you're horny as hell'

He nodded intently 'God yes. Its rather weird actually, but in this place feelings like…'

I did the usual "blank Danny-routine" and pulled on my t-shirt instead. Ok Doug, time to get cracking. Plan that date.

Sam

Later that Saturday I walked out of my room and turned left instead of the usual right. To be honest it felt pretty weird to be heading somewhere that had absolutely nothing to do with school, but then again, it had everything to do with a certain Dougie.

I had woken up pretty early that morning, from a rather interesting dream. I wont go into it too much, I'll just leave it to your own imagination. Lets just say that I woke up with a snicker.

Anyway, since I was up so early I tried to get some homework done, but nah, didn't really keep my mind of things so I decided to ignore it for a while longer. I mean, what's the worst that can happen? I have a bit more work to do another day…Yeah, definitely worth skipping for thinking about Doug.

It was strange how he always managed to be on my mind. But over the last few days, there had been few moments when I'd found myself thinking about anything but Dougie. Not that I was obsessed or anything. He just intrigued me. There was still so much I didn't know about him, that I wanted to know, and it made me smile just thinking about it.

I looked at the time, for about the 6th time that hour, and for about the same number of times, realised that I wasn't late. I did however, notice a purple/bluish hickey on my arm. How the hell did he manage to kiss my arm long enough to leave a mark, and not have me notice?

The thought made me chuckle out loud, and as I turned a corner I found the flight of stairs I was looking for and started climbing them, still with that smile stuck on my face. Oh, that boy and the effect he had on me. Or the effect his kisses had would be a more accurate statement. Cause, tingles and sparks doesn't really cut it.

I looked down at my jeans and wondered if I should have gone for something more dressed up. But then on the other hand, he hadn't really seen me in anything other than a uniform before. Hm, I wondered if I looked a lot different in my normal clothes. He had seen me in my running clothes thought, but that wasn't maybe the most flattering outfit. Of all the things I could have chosen to go running in, I had to chose a loose fitting t-shirt and my brothers old sweat-pants. He didn't seem to mind though, I thought with a chuckle. He didn't seem to mind at all…

It felt really weird not to be in uniform, but it was a nice change. Maybe it would even feel like we weren't at school anymore, and it was just the two of us. Nothing against us for once. That would be rather nice, I thought, rather nice.

I came to a closed door at the end of the hallway. I wasn't exactly sure which room I was supposed to go to, since he hadn't told me, but this looked like the only one that had been opened in, like the last ten years. I polished off the bras-plate that sat on the wall next to the door, 'Drama'. Hm, I thought, I didn't even know that they even thought drama here. Interesting, I wondered why they stopped though. Drama would have been a pretty relaxing input to all the mandatory stuff they make us do here.

'Dougie?' I asked as the door creped open, only to reveal a pitch-black room. Once my eyes got used to the darkness I noticed a covered-up window, but the gloomy rays didn't reach all the way to the doorway where I was standing, so I didn't really feel like going any further. Not that I was overly afraid of the dark or anything, but seriously, would you go into a dark room, when you didn't know what was inside, in a almost closed off part of a 200 year old building. Nah, I didn't think so either.

'Sam?' I heard Dougie say, but I couldn't pinpoint where his voice was coming from.

'Will you come and save me from this stupidly dark place soon?' I said with a light snort 'Its not all that fun alone, you know'

I felt a pair of arms sneak around my waist, but, to my own surprise, I didn't even flinch, instead I just relaxed. All of a sudden I was overwhelmed with feeling safe again, not that I minded though, it was a nice feeling, but I wasn't used to having someone's simple presence be enough to engulf me in it.

'Hi' Doug whispered as I entangled my fingers with his.

'Hi' I replied. 'How's your day been?'

'Long, is it ok to say that I've missed you?'

I turned around in his arms and locked my hands behind his neck instead. 'I think it is'

'I've missed you'

I gave him a quick peck 'I've missed you too'

'What?' he asked with a confused look 'That's all I get?'

'Is that not enough for you?' I replied with a huge smile 'Oh well…'

And here we go again…The kisses…The kisses. Suddenly I wondered if Dougie liked my kisses. Is it even possible to share these amazing kisses without both people being good at it?

I did brush it off rather quickly though, he sure seemed like he was enjoying them.

'I cant believe we're actually on a date!' I said as I leaned my head on his shoulder. 'This is just perfect'

Doug looked at me with a quizzical expression 'We haven't even begun yet'

'I know… All I'm saying is that being alone with you is quite enough. And the fact that the possibility of someone finding us here is rather slim, well, that only makes it better'

'You're gonna make me blush if you keep this up'

'Maybe that's my plan. First: make you blush, second: world dominance' I said with a grin 'But, on a more serious note, I happen to think you're pretty cute when you blush'

'You are quite weird'

'Hey, I just gave you a compliment'

He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before answering 'So did I'

'So, why did you bring me to the old drama-room anyway?' I asked as Doug walked into the room. 'And just so you know, I'm not following you until you turn the light on'

'Me and Danny found it a while ago, and I come here sometimes to relax' he replied as I watched his back disappear into the darkness. 'Here it is' he continued and suddenly the room was flooded with light. 'As you can see, there's all these cushions and stuff, although I'm not sure what that has to do with drama, but, I'm not complaining. You wouldn't believe the number of amazing naps I've had in here'

'Really?' I asked with an amused smile 'You nap?'

He shrugged his shoulders 'Mm, its hard work being me, sometimes I need a break to regain my powers, and that's what naps are for'

'You know that compliment you gave me before?' I asked as I threw myself into the cushion-pile, where Doug was already residing.

'Yeah, course I do'

'Back at you' I said with a smile as I found a particularly fluffy pillow to hide behind. 'I love pillows'

'Random' Doug said as he started pulling stuff out of the bag he apparently brought with him.

I lay back completely, allowing myself to relax completely. 'Tell me something completely random about yourself'

'I hate bananas'

'Me too' I nodded 'I like apples and pears, but only when they're hard. I cant to soft, mushy ones'

'I have this love hate relationship with marshmallows. I always buy them thinking that I love them and then realise that I don't' Doug began thoughtfully as he handed me a glass 'I don't know what's up with that'

I shrugged my shoulders in response 'I'm very spoiled'

'Cause you're the youngest?'

'Maybe, I don't know, probably. Have you got any brothers or sisters?'

It might seem like such a simple question, but I realised that it was one of those fundamental ones that you should know about the person that you are with. At the same time we couldn't be expected to know everything about each other, we'd only been going out for, what, an hour, but still, there was a lot we didn't know about each other. A lot.

And despite being completely blissfully happy when I was with Doug, reality was always lurking behind some corner, waiting for the best time to jump out and ruin everything. 'Does it worry you that I don't know that about you?'

He smiled at me 'I have a brother, he's five years older than me so he's never really been around much, and no, well, yeah, sometimes. But I don't really worry, we have all the time in the world to find out these things about one and other' he said, and he made it seem so obvious, like there was no other possibility. I couldn't help but think about it though.

'What of we don't?'

'Sam' he replied and pulled me closer to him, so close that our noses were almost touching 'Don't worry. Worry tomorrow or the next day, but right now, its just you and me, and nothing else matters'

'How can you stay so positive?'

'Cause I have you here, in my arms, and that's enough for me'

Ok, so his kisses are amazing, he's funny, hot and sensitive. Could things get any better? I think not. I looked into his eyes and realised that what he just said was true, all that should matter was us. I pushed all the doubts out of my mind and focused on making the most of my time with him.

I let out a small squeal as Dougie rolled me over on my back. 'What are you up to?'

'You'll see' he whispered as he moved his face closer and closer to mine. I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss I knew was going to come.

Except it didn't. Instead he tickled me, and if you know me, well, just don't tickle me, it wont go down very well. Unfortunately I couldn't do much about it since Doug was currently straddling me and blocking off any of the squirming I was attempting. Not that I did much trying, I was quite busy with laughing, squealing, pleading, laughing a bit more, coming up with a plan, and squealing again to cover up the fact that I just came up with the perfect plan to get out of his grip. Or, at least his tickling grip, the other grip, well, I could get used to that one.

'Doug please…' squeal 'I' laugh 'brought' scream 'dessert'.

'Really?!' He said with a huge smile. 'You did just say what I think you said, right?'

'I brought desert' I repeated as I tried to regain my breathing.

Doug rubbed his hands together while making rather weird mm'ing noises. At that point I wasn't really sure if it was a good mm or a bad one, and I couldn't really figure out how to ask. After a few more seconds of hand-rubbing, mm'ing, difficulty to breath (he's still sat on top of me people!), I decided against asking and opted for showing instead.

'Yeah, and all you have to do is to follow me'

'Do we have to move? But I'm so comfy here' Doug said with a pout.

'I bet you are' I replied and got a raised eyebrow in response. 'What?'

'Nothing'

'Just let me up and I'll show you' I added and pushed his hands off me. Once in standing position I brushed my jeans off before looking down on Doug. 'Thank you' I said with a smile as I took his hand and pulled him up from the floor before dragging him with me along the deserted corridors. 'Its worth the walk, I promise'

Dougie

When Sam dragged me along the corridor I really had no clue to where she was taking me. Not that I did much thinking about it though, I have to admit that I was pretty occupied with the fact that she was holding my hand.

When I gave her a light squeeze she instantly returned it and I couldn't help but smile. I hadn't done much hand-holding in my life, but I was pretty sure that not all hands fit as well as ours did.

'Not much longer now' I heard her say, but I was still stuck in the holding-hands daze, so I didn't really take it in. For all I cared, we could have walked forever, if it meant that I could be this close to her.

It wasn't until that moment that I realised how much I felt for her. The instant attraction I had felt when I first saw her was still there. Well, obviously, she's hot, what else is there? But it had grown into something else, and I have to say that it was a bit scary. But at the same time not scary at all. If you know what I mean. I'm not sure I completely know what I mean either, so I wont blame you if you don't. That's just the way my brain works. And to be fair, you really should know that by now.

I wondered if me and Sam ever would have met if both of us hadn't been stuck at Wintworth. I mean, of course we wouldn't, but say we had, would the attraction still be there if we were allowed to see each other? How much of an impact on our relationship does this school really have? Or, is that what I meant to say? I have no idea, now I'm just confusing myself a bit here. What I'm trying to say, I think, is: are we together because we are meant to be together, or because we met at a time when both of us needed someone, and now we're stuck with what we've got?

Wow, did I just go really deep? Hm, who knew, I thought to myself as I let out an unattractive snort, maybe I'm a lot more clever than I give myself credit for. But then again, all of that is just bull, cause I'm positive I would have felt exactly the same way about Sam whenever I would have met her. So what if we have to fight a bit to be together. So far, it is so definitely worth it.

'Do you do that a lot?' Sam asked me suddenly, causing me to snap back from my complex train of thought.

'Do what?'

'Think really hard about something, and then laugh to yourself when you think of something funny? Cause this is like the fifth time you've done it when I'm around, or maybe its just when I'm around, am I that funny to you?'

'Huh?' I shook my head 'No, not at all. I just think to much, and when I think of something funny I tend to laugh at it, and then it hits me that I'm not alone, which makes me seem pretty weird, I am very aware of that. And yes, I was thinking about you, but in a good laughing way, not in a bad one. If that answers your question?'

She wrinkled her forehead, in the cutest way possible I might add 'Kind of…I think it does. Oh, we're here' she said excitedly and pointed to a door, half-concealed by a stone-pillar. 'It just through here and up a few steps'

'Ok' I began hesitantly 'Are you sure this is safe?'

'Course it is. I come here all the time'

I followed Sam up the narrow steps and soon we came to another wooden-door. She carefully opened it and I could feel the cold, night air as it hit my face. After I closed the door behind me I turned around and realized that we were standing in one of the old towers, the kind that probably would have been used for like astronomy or something like it in the good old days.

'Wow' I said as I looked over the edge and found the entire school-premises spreading out below me. 'This is brilliant. How did you find this place?'

'Like I've said before, you're not the only one out at night' she said with a smile and wrapped her arms around me.

I gave her a kiss before finally daring to say what I'd wanted to all night. 'I have a lot to learn about you, haven't I?'

'Yeah, I'd say so'

'Does is scare you?'

'Does what scare me? The fact that we're not supposed to be together, the fact that we are or the fact that I'm falling for you so fast that I can hardly keep up?' she said, mumbling the last piece quietly.

'All of the above, but mostly the last one' I said honestly.

'Yes'

'Do you think its worth it?'

Without a second thought she answered me 'Yes' and I felt relief flood straight through me. I can tell you this much, that when you find out that someone feels the same way about you, as you feel about them, well, it feels pretty damn good.

I watched Sam pull out a couple of blankets and spread them on the cold stone floor, and that's when it hit me that she planned this. She knew that she was going to bring me up here, show me her favorite place and bla bla bla…

My thoughts didn't end here, but my ability to voice them did, as Sam just took a seat on the blankets and put her hand out for me to join her. You'll have to excuse me, but in moments like that, well, brain-function kind of comes second.

'Here, lie back like this' Sam instructed as she did the same. She still held on to my hand, that she had grabbed before, and with the other one she pointed to the sky. 'You see that big star, directly over the lightning-thingy on the other roof?'

'Yeah'

'Then look a little bit to the left, that's my star. The little one surrounded by three big ones' she said dreamily, and I couldn't help but turn my head and look at her. I don't think she even noticed me doing so, her gaze was fixed on the stars in the sky, and I could clearly see how happy she was.

'Can you find a star for me?'

'Sure, what kind do you want, tiny pretty thing or big masculine?'

I let out a laugh 'Somewhere in between will do'

'Ok, look to the right of my star, you see that big one, kind of breaking through the lines that the three protective ones have built?'

'Yeah'

'That's you'

I squeezed her hand tighter as tingles raced through my entire body 'Are you speaking in metaphors now?'

'I might be'

'Cool'

'Cool'

'Jellybean?' Sam suddenly asked me and I looked down to find a bag in her outstretched hand. How did I miss her taking her hand down and picking up that bag? I thought, wow, stars do weird things to me.

'You brought jellybeans for dessert?'

'Yup, why, are you complaining?'

'Me, candy, in multiple colours and flavours? I would never'

And that was the truth. Cause I really never would. I love candy, I think its one of the better things in life. Sadly I don't get as much of it as I would like, since the candy-supply to Wintworth is rather non-existent, especially if you don't have anyone to send it to you.

Ok, stop with the wining about ill-minded parents who don't give me enough candy. All I'm saying is, is it that weird that I like some sugar every now and then?

No, didn't think so either.

'Ew liquorice' Sam said with the cutest look of disgust on her face, which really only made me laugh 'I hate them, who in their right mind would ever flavour a jellybean with liquorice?

'I take it you feel pretty strongly about this' I laughed as I took another bean.

'Doug! If you just put a liquorice one in your mouth I am never kissing you again'

I chewed once and then twice and that unmistakable taste of liquorice filled my mouth. Oh shit, what the hell do I do now? I thought, think Doug, THINK. What if she's serious, and never kisses you again, what are you going to do then…?

Ok, fake a yawn, that can get you out of almost everything. Here goes nothing. I casually faked a yawn while, without moving to much, slipping the bean into my hand and chucking it over the wall. 'No liquorice here' I said with a gulp. 'Would you really have stopped kissing me though, if it had been liquorice I mean?'

Sam shook her head 'Nah, maybe for a minute or two, I cant really hold a grudge'

'Good to know' I said and leaned closer, gently pecking her lips.

She carefully ran her tongue over her lips 'Doug! Ah, I knew it was liquorice, you cheeky…'

She didn't say anything more though, cause I very swiftly cut her off with yet another kiss, and this time, she didn't complain about the taste.