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Summer.
It had been a day since the events of my haunting nightmare. Dougie knows me too well. He has just given me breakfast in bed, pancakes and a hot cup of coffee.
"How are you feeling Sun?" Dougie asked, placing the cup of coffee on the bed side table.
I smiled at him "A lot better now, thank you so much" I kissed his cheek slightly and he smiled.
"Hey, what I am here for?" He asked me, tapping my nose, I closed my eyes at his touch and he chuckled.
"You're here for me" I told him, he smiled.
"And I always will be" He whispered.
"You better be" I joked, he laughed and I dropped my legs to the carpeted bedroom floor.
"What are you doing?"
"Going to throw you out the window" I said, opening my wardrobe "Captain Doug Wash…" I started and he laughed at the nickname a fan had given him "…I'm opening my wardrobe not a window" I said cheekily and winking at him.
"You know you're really cheeky" He smiled at me.
"I've been told that" I shrugged and pulled out some light ripped jeans and a cream jumper "So what are you doing today?"
"Nothing really" He leaned back onto our bed.
I got dressed while Dougie made our bed; he's been doing everything for me the last couple of days. I mean we used to leave the bed the way we left it when we woke up (yes, I changed the sheets two times a week) because we'd just sleep in it the next day and but now he'll make the bed and make me breakfast, and that's is just one reason why I love him, I could go on and on.
My curls were once again untameable; they hung over my shoulder, just about touching my waist line. Dougie and I were snuggled together on the sofa, deciding what to do today as we didn't really want to laze around all day.
"How about we take Flea and Sparky for a walk in the park?" I suggested, Dougie patted my legs with a drum beat.
"You win!" I giggled and Dougie kissed my forehead "Come on; let's wrap up warm it isn't exactly summer out there" Dougie told me, getting off the sofa.
"Doug, I know that it's January" I told him, also standing up. I walked up the stairs to get some hats and gloves for us while Dougie made to get the dogs from the garden.
Some of my brown curls were hiding in my beanie but a few were dangling in front of my eyes. Dougie's fingers were entwined through mine. Flea and Sparky were jogging in front. Flea was chocolate lab; Dougie loved him while Sparky was a beautiful husky, with bright blue eyes. Dougie brought him from a pet shelter, he let me choose so I choose Sparky, his eyes were close to Dougie's, but not as captivating.
We sat on a bench and Dougie handed me some bread for the ducks in the lake in front of us. I threw some at the ducks and Sparky flew into the lake, scaring away the ducks and eating the bread.
"Sparky!" I laughed and he turned, his blue eyes shinning in innocence. Dougie laughed and threw some more bread.
I felt uncomfortable, like someone was watching me. I turned around to see a man dressed in black, when he saw I was looking he walked on. I shook my head and turned back to the lake, by now Flea had joined in and was rolling around the water.
That man could've just been a fan or the paparazzi, but Dougie doesn't really get photographed a lot and not many people know about my music yet or maybe some random dude who thought that Flea and Sparky shouldn't be scaring away the wildlife… but if so, why was he staring at me? All these thoughts ran through my mind as I walked home, hand in hand with Dougie. I leaned my head on his shoulder. I just want a life without regrets.
Once again, I felt a pair of eyes on me, I turned to my left and the same man was sitting there, a newspaper in his hands. This time I could see him more clearly. He was wearing a black coat, a black scarf that covered his face up to his nose. He was wearing sunglasses and he had dark side burns that didn't look like they had been shaved in a while. This made me feel more uncomfortable and I turned my eyes back to what was in front of me. Who was this man and why the hell is he so interested in me?
Chest to chest
Nose to nose
Palm to palm
We were always just that close
Wrist to wrist
Toe to toe
Lips that felt just like the inside of a rose
So, how come when I reach out my finger
It feels like more than distance between us
In this California king bed
We're ten thousand miles apart
I'll be California wishing on these stars
For your heart on me
My California king
Eye to eye
Cheek to cheek
Side by side
You were sleeping next to me
Arm in arm
Dusk to dawn
With the curtains drawn
And a little last night on these sheets
So, how come when I reach out my finger
It feels like more than distance between us
Dougie: Who is this dude?
Danny: WHOOOO.. Lives in a Pineapple under the sea?
Tom: ME!
Danny: No, it's spongebob.
Harry: How do you know Tom doesn't live in a Pineapple under the sea?
Danny: Because I'm that smart.
*everyone laughs*
Danny: I'm serious.