His Name Is... Dougie

Chapter 7*

Dougie walked into the room and took a seat across the table from me. His grin was still plastered on his face; my eyebrows were still furrowed. "You look confused," he commented.

I nodded, "I am."

"Want to tell me why?" he questioned.

I crossed my arms over my chest, "You know why."

He looked towards the ground and started to laugh. "Your friends are... well, very interesting. They speak of fascinating things."

I sighed and placed my arms on top of the table. Dougie looked up at me; his smile was no longer on his face."All they said was lies."

His smile snuck back onto his face. "Lies made up by you?" he guessed.

I blinked but didn't answer him. Dougie reached over the table with his hands and gingerly touched my hands. I stared down at our hands; they looked flawless together. It took every ounce of my self-control to pull my hands away. Setting them on my lap; it felt like when I was back in St.Paul's.

Dougie leaned back into his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "Still can't show affection to me?" he asked.

"Well, I would. But this isn't the right time or place." I replied.

A smile slowly creeped its way onto Dougie'a face, "Well it's always the right time and place... Due to the fact that we are dating after all," he smirked.

My jaw dropped. I can't believe Michelle and Annemarie actually told Dougie that I was dating him. I was so going to get revenge on them later... Wait, I can't. I did lie to them and told them that I was dating him. So, I'm actually the only one to blame in this situation.

I put my arms back on the table. Dougie reached out for them again and grabbed onto my hand; this time I didn't pull my hands away. I looked down and watched Dougie's hands massaging mine. "Hey, I am not complaining about being you 'boyfriend'," stated Dougie.

I looked up at him after those words slipped out of his mouth. "And I'm not complaining about lying to my friends." I said.

Dougie laughed and tightened his grip on my hands. "Olivia," he cooed.

"Yes?"

"Just kiss me."

"Like I said, it's not the right time or the right place. If Claude or my uncle walks into the room... We're busted. Do you really want to risk that?" I questioned.

"I've always been one to follow the rules," he started. "This is the one time that I want to risk something. This is the right moment, trust me." There was something about the tone in this voice that made me trust him.

I looked back down to our hands, "Dougie-"

"Olivia, don't you dare try to tell me that this isn't right," he demanded. "I fell in love with you a couple weeks. Two weeks! I haven't gotten your face out of my mind since then... Your hair, your eyes, your smile. I realized that I was only thinking about you, Olivia." He told me.

Blush started to creep onto my cheeks. "How do I say 'no' to that?" I questioned.

Dougie leaned over the table; our faces only inches apart from each other's. "You can't," he whispered.

Our faces moved nearer and nearer. Our eyes never left each other'a gaze. Our lips brushed against one another's. Our lips slowly pressed hard against each other's. The kiss was delicate and sweet with our lips moving together in sync.

Dougie pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. His warm breath hit my lips. I firmly pressed my lips against his. He brought his right hand up to my cheek. Dougie started to deepen the bit, he bit my lower lip; asking for entrance. I allowed and his tongue invaded my mouth.

A soft moan came from both of our mouths. There was a knock on the door, both of our eyes shot open and stared into each other's. We quickly pulled away from each other, "Are you two almost done in there?" the voice called.

"Thank you for your time, Mr. Hamilton," I smiled at him. He smirked back at me.

Dougie got up from the chair and walked over to me. "Thank you for the great kiss, Olivia," he whispered.

Chills spread throughout my body. Dougie kissed the side of my head and walked towards the door. He turned back to me, "Bye," he mouthed, I smiled to him. He opened the door and left. Oh, how I wished he didn't have to leave.