Last day of school tomorrow :) hopefully that means more time for writing! Let me know what you think and I hope you like it! xxxx


XX My POV XX

That night, I really couldn't sleep. Ryan's words kept flying through my head and his menacing eyes flashed through my mind every time I tried to sleep. I had no idea what to do about him, and it's not like you can read a book on how to deal with something like this. I decided to stop fighting the tossing and turning and just get out of bed. I went into the kitchen to grab myself a glass of water. I looked over at the clock and sighed, it was 3 in the morning. I made my way into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Maybe a little mind-numbing television would calm me down.

I knew Dougie could tell something was wrong. He asked me on the car ride home and I said nothing. I tried to make it as convincing as possible, but he probably saw right through it. As I sat there flipping through channels, I heard steps on the stairs and I jumped a bit. A few seconds later, Dougie showed up in the living room.

"What are you doing up?" he asked as he sat down next to me, a concerned look on his face.

"Couldn't sleep," I said flatly. That wasn't completely a lie.

"Are you sure you're okay? You seemed a little shook up before."

"I'm fine really. I guess I'm just a little nervous about the wedding. It's finally feeling real not that it's so close." Okay now that was a blatant lie.

"Well you have nothing to worry about," he reassured me and put his arm over my shoulders to pull me in tight. "Everything's all set and all the planning is done. It's going to be perfect." He leaned over and kissed me on my forehead.

I really hated lying to him like this. "Yeah, I'm sure I'll be fine in the next day or so." I laid my head on his shoulder and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep. I guess having Dougie's arm around me helped a bit, because I was asleep seconds later.

XX Dougie's POV XX

Erica had been in a really weird mood since she went out with Ryan. I couldn't exactly tell what it was and I didn't fully believe she was just nervous about the wedding. Her not being able to sleep worried me. It just wasn't like her, she loved her sleep! I felt a little better once she finally fell asleep with me on the sofa.

But, that gave me time to think. There were so many reasons flying through my head. Did Ryan say something to her? Was I going to have to track this bastard down? Did she change her mind? Oh god, what if she did? What if she didn't want to get married? I pushed that thought aside right away. It was probably unhealthy for me to think like that.

I decided to turn the television off and try to sleep myself. I laid my head back on the sofa and the last thought I had was, 'I'm definitely going to have to talk to Harry about this.'

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When I woke up, I noticed Erica was up before me, again. I groggily got up off the couch and headed to the kitchen where I found her with a cup of tea. She still didn't look okay and I second guessed leaving her to go talk to Harry today.

"Good morning," I finally said with a smile.

"Morning," she said quietly.

I sat down at the table across from her. "How much sleep did you end up getting?"

"Probably 3 hours at the most."

"Well, that's better than nothing…" she didn't respond. "Well, I'm going to head to Harry's in a little while. Are you going to be okay here?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Hannah texted me and said she might stop by."

"Okay, sounds good. Well, I'm going to get ready. I'll just eat something over there." I made my way upstairs, still trying to figure out what the hell was wrong.

XX My POV XX

Hannah wasn't the only on that texted me that morning. When I first picked up my phone there were 5 texts from Ryan. He asked whether I'd said anything yet or not and I ignored all of them. I wasn't going to play his little games. I was going to have a nice day with my best friend.

No, I hadn't told Dougie, but I didn't want to worry him. Well, anymore than he already was. I don't know what Ryan thought he was going to get out of all of this. He wouldn't actually do any of the things he said he would, right?

Dougie came back in the kitchen, all freshened up, interrupting my thoughts.

"I'm heading out," he said and leaned in to give me a kiss. "Call me if you need anything, okay?"

"Got it," I said with a smile and kissed him again. He headed out the door and I went upstairs to freshen up myself. I was halfway up the stairs when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket again. I thought it would be Hannah saying she was on her way, but once again I was very wrong.

The screen read Ryan's name and I instantly felt sick to my stomach. I opened up the message and instantly wish I hadn't.

'I hope you're not doing anything right now. I thought I'd stop by so we could have a little chat :- )'

My heart dropped and I wanted to go run out the door and scream for Dougie to come back. However, I decided to deal with this myself. It was my problem, not his. I reluctantly opened a new message to reply to him.

'Don't tell me you're on your way or something…'

I waited for a reply, which didn't take too long.

'You know me so well haha xxxx'

Why was he doing this? I sat down on the stairs and braced myself for what was to come.