Teach me how to dougie

Chapter 32

Darcy's pov

I sat there counting down the hours until Dougie dropped the twins back off at home here with me.

Knocking interrupted my thoughts, I sprinted to the door hoping he had bought them back early.

James' pov

As soon as I walked out of the studio I walked to Darcy's. I didn't have a clue why, but I knew exactly how I felt about her and right at that moment that's all I was thinking about.

I stood infront of her door, trying to fight the doubt that was crawling to the front of my mind. I shook it off as quickly as it appeared and knocked the door without my thoughts being considered.

Darcy answered the door awfully quickly but as soon as she opened the door her faced looked a little disappointed making my confidence tremble.

"What are you doing here? what the hell happened to your hand?" she grabbed my hand that was still clenched in a fist. Traces of Dougie's blood was smeared against my knuckles making me even more angry yet more determined to tell her how I felt.

I leant forward grabbing her face in my hands before I thought about it and kissed her, her lips felt tense against mine for a second but softened and relaxed as she kissed back. She dropped my fist and hooked her arms around my neck, lacing her fingers into my hair, pulling strands softly making me groan in anticipation.

We both pulled back groaning at the loss of contact and smirking like teenagers. I turned and realised we were just stood out in her doorway for anyone to see us, including Dougie.

"What the fuck is going on?"