Teach me how to dougie

Chapter 30

Dougie's pov

I woke up instantly, my surroundings fuzzy, taking a while to focus. Sweat dripped from my forehead, why did this keep happening. Every night since the accident the same dream, unless I was with her, having her in my arms gave me the reassurance that she was safe.

"Doug?" Everything around my focused apart from the owner of the voice. My breathing hitched, it was her.

"Darcy? what are you doing here?"

Unlinked rapidly hoping to see her properly. "Dougie, wake up."

I was awake why isn't she answering me? "darcy, why are you here?" I repeated myself hoping she'd answer me.

"Dougie, it's me, not Darcy, she's at home."

My eyes snapped open at the realisation, I had been alseep. "ell, I'm so sorry, I had a dream about the crash, I thought you were Darcy."

She sighed heavily, moving across the bed away from me before sitting up. "your not over her are you?" I thought about it, I was over her, the only thing I can't get over are these dreams. it was about time I told Ellie about what happened.

"I am, it's just she got into a crash a few months ago, I ended up in a coma after trying to save her. Whilst in a coma I had this huge nightmare. I thought she was dead, and I felt all the pain as if it was real. Ever since every night I've had nightmare's remembering it, I'm over her, it's just these dreams I can't get rid of. And I want to, god damn there's nothing I want more but I don't know how."

Darcy's pov

I rolled over again across the bed, I'd been tossing and turning all night in attempt to find a comfy stop, but so far had been completely unsuccessful. Ny whole body felt restless yet exhausted. My mind was clouded with thoughts that had poisoned my brain with insomnia. Every thought circled, moving on the the next thought before I had any chance of resolving the previous one.

I finally gave up and sat up in bed, I reached for my phone and was blinded by the light of the screen. I turned down the brightness and shielded my eyes.

I scrolled through all my social medias, retweeting and favouriting anything that caught my attention. There was a photo that unexpectedly made my stomach turn in jealousy. There was a photo of Dougie and the twins on Ellie Goulding's Instagram. since when has she had anything to do with them? I scrolled to the caption making me want to screen 'family day out' WHAT THE FUCK?

Before I could control my actions my phone was to my ear and I was sobbing my heart out. I didn't quite understand why this had effected me so much. Maybe it was the fact that she was calling my babies family and I had no knowledge of her ever having anything to do with Dougie let alone my babies.

"James, she called them family." I sobbed almost incoherently down the phone to James' deep husky mumbles.

"Who? who's family?" I cried harder.

"No, they're not hers, she's not replacing me." I almost screamed, James voice became panicked as he pleaded for me to calm down, I could hear moment on his end of the line, doors slamming and keys. what's he doing?

"Darcy, I'm coming over, it's okay, everything's fine, your okay."

"No I'm not."

James' pov

The words echoed mine earlier, making my spine shiver, the resentment and fear those words give, made me feel sick and guilty.

How could I have done that to her?

I drove to hers as fast as I possible could, parking the car untidily and running up the stairs, skipping the lift, which took to long. I could barely understand her on the phone she sounded hysterical, and I couldn't risk her getting hurt.

I kept at the door of her apartment, knocking repeatable until she opened the door. Instantly I grabbed her, pulling her closely to me chest as she cried, sobbing repeatedly into my shirt. I picked her up carefully bridal style. I carried her to her room and lay her on her bed, still she curled into my chest. I lay next to her, pulling her closer as I covered us with the sheets.

I could see her phone screen was still on lay in the bed, I picked it up looking for clues and found exactly what I was looked for.

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Authors note

Three days in a row! are you proud of me?

Today I've got most of the day doing homework, WOOO YEAH!!!

I have so many maths papers to do that I could drown in them, maybe that would be less painful that actually doing them.

Question of the day!

What's your favourite song?