Wonderland // McFly

If I'm Right Then Prove Me Wrong

 February 26, 2008

After the awkward incident with Dougie yesterday, there was a weird vibe in the air in the whole studio and that's where I decided to draw the line. I know break ups were hard, and awkward, and that we were hurting right now, but I would not let this break up hinder McFly's album four experience.

The boys and I were going to the studio late tonight because Tom and Gi wanted to spend the day together since she is leaving tomorrow. So this morning, I knew I would have to talk to Dougie. Yes, we have to talk about what we're going to do when we get home, but more importantly I needed to make sure things between us weren't going to be awkward and we could go back to being friends. Because having Dougie in my life was important to me, but also us dating while working together was a risk we took, and we had to pay the prices.

I was sitting on my bed in mine and Danny's room with a blank notepad in front of me trying to think of what I wanted to say to Dougie. I wanted to be organized. I didn't want to just go to him and start talking without direction.

But problem was, I couldn't think of anything to say.

Actually, that's not true. I could think of everything to say, but I just didn't want to say it.

Then, I get a knock on my door. I quickly push the notepad under my bed (as the top of the page read, what to say to Dougie)

"Come in!" I call, and in walks Dougie. That was not what I was expecting. I sit up straighter. "Uh- are you looking for Danny?" I say quickly.

"No, no I was looking for you." He sighs, closing the door behind him. Great. This is not what I wanted. I was supposed to beat him to it!

"Oh...okay." I say, I pat the end of my bed and he comes over and sits down. "What can I do for you?"

"We should probably talk about this, right?" He asks, looking at his feet.

"Yeah. Probably." I reply. "Dougie...just because we dated, and now we aren't dating, doesn't mean that I don't want you in my life. I want to be friends. Just like we were."

"Seems everything was much less complicated when I didn't talk." He laughs.

"Yes, but it was much less fun." I smile at him. "I want us to be proper mates. Just like we were before."

"Me too." He looks up at me. "I know what you did was right, I do...it just sucks cause I do love you."

"I love you too." I say.

"But we probably shouldn't say that, eh?"

"We can." I say, and he looks confused. "We'll always love each other. Eventually, when this doesn't suck so much, we'll say it still, but in a different way."

"I suppose." Dougie shrugs. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Dougie. I don't regret anything." He smiles a little.

"Me too." He says. "So we're good? We're friends? And if we accidentally say something that reminds us the two years we were together we won't get upset and awkward?"

"Absolutely." I smile, shaking his hand like we're making some kind of a deal.

"Good." He states. "Cause I've been meaning to take you somewhere. And it'd be awful hard if we were avoiding each other."

"Take me somewhere?" I ask. "Where?" Dougie lays back on my bed, closes his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest.

"A long time ago, before we broke up, when no one knew we were together, I told you I wanted to take you out somewhere. Whether we were dating or not." Dougie says. I have no clue what he's talking about. He opens one eye and looks at me. I shrug. "Do you need a hint?" He asks.