February Air

Chapter 2

By some miracle last night, the hail has stopped around 4:30 am, or was it because he fell asleep? Probably due to the pillow he had pressed on his head yeah. In short, he really had a hangover like head and the Chocolate Cheerios he was playing with since a while into his half empty bowl threatened to split into two. That night, he had not really had time to think about what Danny told him, probably preferring to forget about it, but now he was well awake and he was about to go and wait like a real kid to the window, he had it in mind. And, what if he was right? And, that he was definitely in ... love with Harry? No. It was a ridiculous thought, a fantasy. He thought about it just because the discussion he had with Danny last night and he had engraved the idea in his head.

Sitting on the edge of the window, after putting his empty bowl in the sink, he looked at the damage the mini storm the day before had caused. The hail had left a mini ice throughout the window and it was white everywhere. The sky, usually sunny, was filled with thick gray cloud and the thin layer of ice on the lake was cracked in several places, he crossed his arms, having several chills and left a trail of mist on the window. More than two hours before the arrival of Harry. He sighed, feeling the presence of Daniel at his side;

« Have you though about what we talked about yesterday? »

« a bit… but I don't think I'm in love with Harry, the whole thing is a bit weird so… »

« Dougie… you're waiting after Harry like a little kids waiting after Santa Claus »

« No! You're lying! »

« so why aren't you coming to record some tunes … »

« My troat is sore and I'm feeling dizzy »

He sighed, not really, he just wanted Danny to shut his mouth and to left him alone, all he asks for was silence. They were recording non-stop since 4 day now, he began to seriously be pissed about everything, waking up grumpy and feeling unproductive. And, then he put his forehead on the window, the cold was good and he stayed a while like that, even when his head began to ache as it was frozen. And, it also prevented him from thinking too much. But on the other hand, it is not by staying there that he will be productive for the 6th album, and especially he could just erase that crazy idea that Danny had to put in his head. Rising, he followed his friend in the living room where they improvised a mini studio. And, the absence of his best friend became a memory until he arrives in the vicinity of 12:45.

But he did not really have the time to talk with him; too busy recording those drums and bass parts for their next album. Tom then made them dinner while Harry tells them about his trip to the Bermuda. Although he wanted so bad, he couldn't even talk to him, as he went to bed early, it was then his turn to go up in his bed. But sleep did not come, as yesterday. He had a long sigh as he turned in his bed. The wind had begun his songs and seemed brutal against the windows of the poor old house, and Dougie began seriously to have his feet frozen, even with three pairs of socks and 2 large jackets. Rising, he went to the living room to make a fire and warmed himself. He looked at the flames during a long time. A bottle of alcohol was carelessly placed on the mantel, probably Daniel who stayed awake until late and he sighed, staring at the flames again sway against one another. Then, his thoughts bring him back to Harry, his strong and warm arms, like a grizzly bear or a wolf and even his hairy beard, although these days Dougie could easily compete with him, he thought about his cuddles and little peck on the cheeks, and the nonsense that the blond always repelled with a finger or inaudible words and he found himself smiling. Oh he could go and wake Harry up, ask him to sleep in the same bed as him, they would fall asleep in the arms of each other's, it was a habit since the band exist that they do that, but Dougie was surprised to be afraid, afraid of what? He suspected that it was about what Danny had advanced the day before, he was afraid to be ... love ... But at the same time...