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Chapter Sixteen

I groaned seeing Dougie's name come up on the screen of my mobile. Wonder what he wants. You know, not as if he's not spoken to me for three days since out ahem moment in Tom's bedroom.

Yes, it was Tom's bedroom. We blamed it on Danny.

He was drunk. He can't remember anyway.

One Message Received: Dougie

May as well look at it, at least. What could possibly be the harm in that?

Exactly.

None whatsoever.

Beautiful, Why haven't you spoke to me? X

What?! Me not spoken to him? He's highly mistaken. I'll show him. Stupid... Urm... Dinosaur! Aha!

Dino, you are ignoring me. (no kiss)

This could be rather amusing now I think of it. I'm surprised he even knows how to work a mobile phone at his age. I shall ask him what he wants for christmas in next message I thinks. Oh yesh.. Here comes another reply.

Y Judd, You ignored me. All week. I miss you. X

Oh..

Pugs, Then y didnt you say anything... I miss you too. xXx

Shite, Christmas present, I forgot.. I'll ask next time. Like now.

Bre, I thought you regret it. Sorry. X

Oh what a tit!

Doug, you're an idiot. Dnt be sorry. What do you want for Christmas? xXx

I turn my phone away from dad as he tried to spy on what am texting and to whom. This could be awkward. I jumped, my phone flying out of my hands as it buzzed again. Sht! I watched as it landed on dad's lap. He picked it up and frowned slightly.

Oh god!

He's read it!

What will I do?

"How do you even work this thing?" he handed it back to me, it was still lit up. Nothing had been touched. Thank you! I shrugged and got up, making sure there were no prying eyes.

I'm told that on a daily basis. I dont need my girlfriend telling me the same. I want you for xmas. Wrapped in a big pink bow. Just the bow, and forget the big. Why? X

I grinned and text a rather cruel reply.

I saw a really cute zimmer frame in the charity shop, I'm off to be my little dinosaur...xXx

Mum and dad finally decided on a date for their excursion.

After about another three months of Umming and Aahing over whether I would be mentally stable or whether it was okay to leave me with Dougie.

Seriously, anyone would think I was sleeping with him.

Wait.

That didn't work to my advantage.

Okay, it's not like they know I'm sleeping with him.

So, I was packed off and sent to Dougie's.

Not that I complained.

No, indeed.

I was rather excited about this little escapade.

I liked to feel a little naughty, and Dougie gave me chance to do this.

No one was any the wiser to what me and Dougie had embarked on. Our little 'thing' had since grown into something that was well… a little more than a 'thing'.

What?

I don't know how else to put it!

I'm speechless at my own actions.

I'm dating my Fathers bestfriend.

How wrong is that?

Yet how could I not do this?

Our first night in his large abode, I was told that in no way was I expected to jump into bed with him. We had come to an understanding that this 'thing' would not be about sex, like it seemed to be at Tom's party.

I was told I was too special to be manhandled.

I was too special to have that thrust upon me.

I smiled feeling lips upon mine as I awoke. I opened my eyes seeing Dougie staring back at me, his eyes seemed to smile at me.

"Hello." I beamed.

"Hi." He blinked shyly. "Breakfast, Young Judd?"

"Why, are you cooking?" I asked.

"Cornflakes." He grinned back at me.