The Problem

The next few days pretty much flew by. Eli had gotten all wedding happy and started planning her wedding saying that there was so little time and so much to do. I was to be her maid of honor and Gia and Eli's sister were to be her bride's maids. She had me rushing from store to store to find her the perfect dress for the wedding. It became very tiring that one day I had to stop her and grab her by the shoulders like I did at the airport.

"Eli, you still have months before the wedding." I said trying to catch my breath as she rushed from one dress rack to the other.

"I know there are still a few months but not that many. Harry and I are getting married on January first, that's like…" She took a few minutes to count up the months. "…a little less than six months from now. And besides, I want to get as much done before Harry goes back to the UK for their tour. He said he wanted to be as much apart of this as I am."

"I understand girl, but seriously, you don't have to do everything today."

"There's so much to do though, I have to get a dress, make a guests list, send out invitations, book a church, get a place for the reception, pick out bridesmaids dresses, and figure out which freaking flowers I want." She stomped her foot in frustration and growled. I couldn't help but to laugh at her little tantrum. "It's not funny Tonya." She snapped irritably at me.

"I know, I know it's not funny. But you just look so darn cute when you do that." She glared at me then rolled her eyes. "Honey really, don't worry about it, that's why you have me. I'll help you take care of things. So please, just calm down." She contemplated a moment then sighed heavily.

"You're right, I could use a break." She sat down on the bench and let her bags drop beside her.

"Right, how about we go get some ice cream and chill for a bit?" I suggested setting beside her and placing my arm lightly around her shoulders.

"That sounds like a good idea." Just then the sales lady came walking up to us.

"Miss. Weston, did you want high healed shoes with your dress, or did you want to go with flat shoes." Eli dropped her head and let out a groan. I smiled up at the sales lady who looked at Eli confused.

"Uh, she'll have to get back to you on that another day. She's just a little stressed right now." The lady gave me a knowing look, then nodded her head and walked off. "Come on E, lets go get that ice cream."

McFly

Before I knew it, three weeks had passed by. In that time Dougie and I had grown closer. He was the perfect boyfriend, and not only was he my boyfriend, he became like my best friend. My best guy friend that is. We went on a few more dates, and hung out with each other almost every night. Eli and my apartment was hardly ever used anymore since she was always with Harry and I was always with Dougie.

Even though we had been together for a while now, we still didn't do anything really beyond kissing. He knew that I didn't feel ready to take our relationship to that level, so he didn't push me into doing it.

All the girls at work would tell me every day how jealous of me they were, and of Eli too. The begged me to bring the guys in so they could meet them, and I promised that one day I would, so long as they would keep their little paws off of them. They just giggled and promised they would, as long as they got to mess with Danny.

As July faded away and August came in we still hit up the clubs like we used to. Danny would find some random girl to dance with for the night, but never seemed to take one back with him. Tom questioned him on many occasions, but he just said that he didn't feel that they could live up to the expectations he was wanting in bed. I told him that he didn't have expectations that the girls probably just didn't want to go back with him after they found out what kind of a person he was. Let's just say that was another argument that Tom and Dougie had to break up.

One evening while Eli and Harry were out on a date, Dougie and I sat curled up watching television in the living room, with Danny sitting in the chair, as Tom came bounding into the room happily and sat on my legs that were stretched across the couch.

"Ouch Tom, get off." I wined trying to pull my legs out from under him. He just ignored me and bounced up and down staring at us happily.

"Mate, what's up with you? Why are you so happy?" Danny asked looking at Tom amused.

"Guess what!" He said excitedly.

"What?" We all asked back.

"Does it involve you getting off my legs?" I chimed in grumpily, but he just ignored me.

"Gia's coming in a week or so!" He looked like a little kid on the day he just found out he got a new bike.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him off my legs, pulling them up to tuck under me. "Well congrats on that." I said. He just grinned and started dancing in his seat.

"I just got off the phone with her, and she said that she got a few weeks off of work and she's coming over."

"Aw, our little Tom is all excited about seeing his Gia. How cute." I teased, and he just punched me in the arm.

"Yes I am excited about seeing her, it's been months since I was able to see her. I've missed her." We all let out little 'aw's' together, and Tom turned red. "Right, well I'm going to go clean my room up, it has to look nice for when she gets here."

"Dude, you have like a week or so before she's even to arrive." Dougie said watching Tom leave the room

"I know," He said over his shoulder as he left. "But it's going to take me that long just to clean it." We all laughed at him as we heard him climbing the stairs and shut his bedroom door.

McFly

A few days later something bad happened in mine and Dougie's relationship. I guess you could say it was the turning point in our relationship. It had a big effect on how things turned out for us.

Dougie and I were lying on the couch watching television. Everyone else in the house was out so it was just the two of us. I was lying on my side with Dougie behind me. He had his arm draped over my waist with his hand on my bare stomach tracing light circles. I enjoyed the feeling of lying there cuddled close to him. He felt so warm and comforting.

I was really wrapped up in the show I was watching when I felt Dougie place light butterfly kisses on the back of my neck. I let out a soft moan as he moved his way to the front of my neck and sucked lightly. I turned over on my back as Dougie rolled on top of me and sat up, still sucking on my neck. I ran my hands up under his shirt and rubbed my thumbs over his stomach.

Dougie slipped his hands up under my shirt and stopped just below my bra. He ran his thumbs along where my bra met my skin as he moved his kisses up towards my mouth. He kissed me softly on the lips and I opened my mouth letting his tongue in. We kissed passionately and as each second went by our kisses became deeper and harder. Dougie removed his hands from under my shirt and grabbed my arms and pinned them over my head as he moved his kisses back down to my neck.

Suddenly my eyes shot open. This seemed all too familiar. I was finding it hard to breathe, but Dougie didn't seem to notice. He must have thought that I was getting turned on. He let one hand trace its way down my arm, over my breast where he squeezed lightly and then continued his way down to the waistband of my pants. His other hand still held my arms pinned over my head.

I wanted to tell him to stop, but I couldn't get anything out. The all of a sudden I saw a vision in my head.

"…Oh you're so beautiful. Quite like your mother. Too bad I killed her before I had my way with her. Oh well, I'll just have my way with you…"

The unsnapping of my pants brought me back to reality and helped me find my voice.

"Dougie no!" I suddenly yelled out. Dougie stopped what he was doing and looked down at me confused. He let go of the grip he had on my hands as he felt me struggle to pull them away. I quickly pulled my shirt down as tears welled up in my eyes. Dougie became very concerned and said my name.

"I'm sorry Dougie; I can't." I pushed Dougie off of me and got up fixing my pants.

"Tonya please; I'm sorry. Please tell me what's wrong." I could hear him pleading, but I just grabbed my stuff, my tears streaming down my face.

I said 'I'm sorry' one last time before throwing open the door and running out. I ran as fast as I could and as far away from the house as I could get. I didn't stop until I had run all the way back to my apartment and threw myself down on my bed. Why was I just remembering that now? I didn't think I was awake for that part, but I must have been. But why now; why was I remembering. And why was I letting it interfere with my life now? Poor Dougie, I probably broke his heart.