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Chapter 10- Lust

Suddenly Dougie's soft lips were on mine, kissing me gently. We both pulled back, both staring at each other, mesmerized.

'Dougie, I'm s-,' I began, but before I got a chance to finish my sentence, Dougie pulled me back with him on the couch on top of him as we began to kiss more passionately, his tongue slipping into my mouth as his hands rested on my hips, mine tangled in his hair. Zac and Frankie were nowhere in our minds as the kiss deepened. Dougie's hand slid up to my chest, gently stroking and cupping my breast through my shirt as we kissed, the other hand on the bum of my jeans, pulling up. The kiss was hungry and lusting and passionate, like Dougie had been holding onto it for a long time. My hands slipped down to the hem of his t-shirt, lifting it over his head and running my hand down the toned muscles and tracing the tattoo with my fingers. Dougie shivered and pulled my head down, kissing my neck, adding to the hickies that Zac had already left. A loud bang from the garage made us both spring apart.

'Fuck, Frankie's home!' Dougie hissed, tugging his shirt back on and straightening his hair. I ran my hand through mine as well, straightening my clothes. Dougie quickly turned the TV back on and resumed a casual position.

'Hi baby, how was your day?' he asked brightly as she walked in, completely unaware of what had just happened. She was wearing a brightly coloured short dress, which swirled as she sat beside Dougie, planting a kiss on his cheek and smiling, beginning to tell him about her day.

I sat, completely glued in exactly the same position, answering the questions that were directed at me and commenting where necessary, but in my heart I wasn't anywhere near into the conversation. I kept remembering the feel of Dougie's lips on mine, the feel of his hands in my hair. Then Zac's face would melt into my mind, dissolving Dougie's face and my heart would ache with guilt. It was around nine when Doug and Frankie fell silent and continued watching TV.

'Would I be able to have a shower? Danny didn't give me one...' I asked quietly.

'Yeah, of course sweets, come on, I'll show you where,' Frankie said, getting up and grinning broadly. I gave a nervous smile and got up too, following her up the stairs. You could tell she was enjoying mothering me.

'Dougie tells me you can sing?' Frankie called back as she clicked along the floorboards in her heels.

'I was at their Australia show..?' I trailed off, slightly puzzled.

'I mean, amazingly. By yourself. And not quietly behind a band and stuff,' she smiled as she pushed open the guest room door and sat on the bed where my bag and laptop lay.

I shrugged, 'I really don't know.'

'Sing for me Luce.'

'Wha-what?' I stammered, my palms suddenly turning sweaty.

'Please?' Frankie asked, smiling.

'What song?' I asked softly.

'Anything you want.'

'One of your songs?'

'If you'd like.' Frankie smiled still, watching as I got even more nervous, fumbling through my handbag for my iPod. I handed it to Frankie.

'You choose.' She flicked through a few and walked over to the corner where a speaker stood. She smiled as she pressed play.

'I chose one for your vocal ability,' she said, coming back over to the bed. I straightened up. I Don't Believe You by Pink, definitely not my favourite song, but I liked it. I closed my eyes as the first part started...

"I don't mind it, I don't mind at all..."

I didn't dare open my eyes to see Frankie's face as I sang my way through all the verses, trembling on the spot. With my eyes closed, I didn't notice Dougie come and lean against the doorframe, listening.

"Cos I don't, believe you," I finished, slowly opening my eyes. Frankie had tears rolling down her cheeks, watching me with amazement, Dougie smiling from his spot in the doorway.

'How was it?' I asked shyly, looking at my feet.

'Amazing,' Frankie whispered, standing and hugging me as Dougie quietly slipped away.

'Thanks,' I whispered back, hugging her slight frame. She cleared her throat and gently moved to the bed, picking up my laptop.

'I was with Gi, dropping her coat off that she left in my car when Tom was talking about the hate,' she said, opening it and handing it to me, 'show me.' I sat beside her on the white sheets, going into my replies and letting her read through them.

'Would you mind if I logged in on mine for a minute?' she asked timidly, without commenting after reading all the tweets. I nodded and she quickly typed her things in. Going into her replies, she gently pushed the laptop back to me. 'Have a read through them.' As I began to read, all the tweets were just congratulating them on their new single. But as I read further there were messages like

"Skanky Frankie doesn't deserve Dougie the stupid moll" and "You can't sing, you sound like a broken blender".

'Gosh...' I murmured. Frankie nodded as I passed it back to her. 'Me and Gi know exactly what you're going through hun. I know you guys really don't deserve it more than us, but I just want you to know that we're both here if you need us okay? Block and report the jealous girls. Don't reply, okay?' Frankie murmured and I nodded. 'Are you alright?' she asked quietly, gently reaching and taking my hand.

'Yeah, I'm fine,' I sighed, forcing a smile.

'Alright, that's good,' Frankie replied, almost uncertainly.

'I'll get you a towel for your shower. It's just down the hall in between mine and Dougie's bedroom and the other spare room. Take as long as you like and use whatever you like,' Frankie said, patting my hand and getting up, sliding out of her shoes as she went.

'They may look good,' she laughed, 'but they hurt like hell!' I smiled and collected up some things, walking to the bathroom where Frankie had left a white, fluffy towel out the front of the door.

I stood under the hot spray, my eyes closed as I thought about Dougie. About the kiss. Yes there was lust. Yes there was passion. But I hadn't felt any type of spark from it. Thank goodness. Because now, there was an awful feeling of guilt that was making me feel like vomiting all over Dougie and Frankie's lovely white guest bathroom. I washed my hair with the strawberry, expensive looking shampoo and conditioner in the shower and got out, wrapping the white towel around myself, looking in the big mirror that took up most of one wall. What did anyone see in me?

I got dressed and hung the towel up and taking my clothes to my bedroom, before walking downstairs. Dougie and Frankie sounded to be in the lounge.

'You alright Dougie?' Frankie asked. I quickly stopped silently at the door, listening.

'I'm fine babe, why?' Dougie asked.

'You just seem...odd tonight,' Frankie replied unsurely.

Dougie chuckled. 'I'm fine baby, just a long day.'

'Alright. How are the girls coping with the Twitter messages?' Frankie asked, her voice sounding concerned.

'I dunno about the others, but Luce seemed a little upset by it, understandably.'

'Yeah. Is she alright?'

'Who, Luce?'

'Yeah.'

'I think she's alright. Why?'

'Just wondering. She's adorable. And have you heard her voice? She's incredible!'

'Yes hun, I heard her on tour,' Dougie laughed and Frankie giggled. They both fell silent, so I waited a minute, then walked in.

'How was your shower sweetie?' Frankie asked as I sat beside her.

'Good,' I smiled and she smiled back. 'What's on for tomorrow?' I asked.

'The girls are off doing something wedding-related. So we thought we'd have you girls at Tom's place and we'd do something together like old times,' Dougie smiled. 'You can invite Zac if you'd like?'

'Doug he's at school tomorrow,' I smiled.

'Oh. Afterwards then. We should go pick him up,' Dougie said sneakily.

'Even Nate?' I asked quickly.

'I thought he and Sophie broke up?'

'Doesn't mean the rest of us don't miss him,' I shrugged.

'Alright. And Nate. I'll get onto Tom tonight,' Dougie smiled.

'Good,' I grinned back.