SavingGrace626

Grace's P.O.V.

Yawn. "It's getting late" I whined into Dougie's
shoulder. Forest Gump had ended and now we were
watching the new Superman movie on payperview. "Huh?"
Dougie answered, completely out of it himself. I
giggled. "I think I'm gonna shower and hit the hay.
And you probably should too...you were so tired
earlier." I said, standing from the couch, lingering
by the couch as part of me was resistant to leave.
Dougie smiled back and nodded and I started to make my
way back upstairs. "Grace? Tomorrow.. I'm gonna take
you shopping..." Dougie started. I giggled and turned
back around, leaning on the doorframe around the
steps. "You can't live in my boxers and teeshirts
forever.." he joked. "Aww man, but there so comfyy!" I
kidded back, before turning on my heel and heading
back up the stairs.

I made my way into his room and closed the door,
leaving it just a crack open, before going into the
bathroom and turning on the shower. It had been barely
24 hours, since the incident I thought I'd never
recover from..and already I could start to feel my
heart mending. It still hurt. But when Dougie was
around and joking with me, I didn't have time to think
back and reflect about. I almost seemed to be another
normal teenage girl.

I pulled my hair loose and slid off Dougie's clothes
before stepping into the warm shower, rinsing my body,
washing my hair, and using Dougie's razor to shave my
legs. I couldnt help but giggle. It was such a married
person thing to do- share each others razors...but I
didn't have one of my own yet! and I couldn't very
well have stubbly legs. After I finished in the
shower, I wiped the steam off the mirror and walked
out into Doug's bedroom- a towel wrapped around me. It
suddenly dawned on me, I hadn't gotten any new clean
clothes to change into. Dropping the clothes I had
spent all day wearing into the hamper, I clung to my
towel as I opened his door and walked back downstairs.
My hair dripped against my back as I walked into the
family room, which was dark and silent except for the
heavy breathing of Dougie..asleep on the couch.
"Shoot.." I said quietly, biting my bottom lip hard in
thought. I didn't want to wake Dougie..but I didn't
have any clothes to put on.

Deciding not to wake him, I headed back upstairs. I
closed the door and sat on the bed, towel drying my
hair and brushing through it with my fingers while I
thought. After successfully spacing out for about 20
minutes and not getting anything decided, I gave up.
"Screw it" I said, pulling the covers of the bed down.
I turned the light off..JUST INCASE... hung the towel
to dry in the bathroom before tiptoeing back through
his room in the buck and crawling under the covers. I
snuggled in, hugging the comforter tight to my
body...not out of fear of Dougie walking in and
catching me naked in his bed, but it just felt so
good! I had never slept naked before, yet it was so
comfortable and freeing. "This SO should be illegal" i
giggled to myself, before closing my eyes to the pitch
black room and floating into dreamland.

"Grace! Grace! Get up! We're going shopping today
remember?" I heard Dougie say. I groaned and rolled
over onto my stomach, confused at how anyone could
have this much energy in the morning. "Hey!" he barked
as he noticed my unwillingness to get up. I felt the
bed bounce as he jumped onto it next to me, before
flopping ontop of my body and screeching like a
monkey. "Okay okay OKAY!" I yelled over his
monkey-maiting-calls. "I'll get up" I said as I
propped myself up on my elbows and rubbed my eyes. I
turned back over onto my side to face Dougie, pulling
the covers tight around my body and under my arms.
Dougie's eyes grew wide. "Are...are...you naked?" he
said with a smile. I laughed, somewhat embarrased and
replied innocently.."nooooo" He laughed, since it was
quite obvious I had the comforter wrapped tight around
me. "YES YOU ARE! YOU'RE NAKED....IN MY BED!" he
roared as he started to tickle me through the
blankets. I squirmed and squealed, laughing hard until
I finally pinned his hands..."You were asleep when I
got out of the shower and I didn't have any clothes to
change into.." I explained. "Hm..." he noted, "thats
so totally hotttt" he said flamboyantly, lightening
the embarrasing mood and making me feel better. "Now
get up and get dressed so we can go get you some
clothes, NAKED WOMAN!" he said, as if he was
introducing some superhero.

He jumped off the bed and headed back towards the door
to go downstairs, already fully dressed and showered.
"Dougie..." I called, "You forgot... I dont have
anything to wear to GO shopping IN" I laughed.
"Ohhhhhyeah. Hm.." he said thinking, before walking
into his closet and coming back with a small black
teeshirt and long cargo shorts. "Sorry" he laughed,
"this is the best I can do." I rolled my eyes but
nodded, "Thanks Doug. I'll be down in a few" I said as
he exited his room and walked downstairs. I pulled on
the clothes he gave me. "Ulgh" i noted in the miror "I
totally look like a dude." I couldnt help but chuckle
as I pulled at my hair and splashed some water on my
face.

I left Dougie's bedroom and walked down the stairs of
his duplex flat into the family room, for the first
time REALLY feeling guilty about making the poor kid
sleep on the couch every night. I wondered when he'd
kick me out...or if he'd kick me out at all. The more
I thought about it, the more I realized Doug was too
nice of a guy to throw me out on my bum...but I
couldn't stay here! I didn't want to become a
freeloader. I sighed and held my arms out as he walked
in from the kitchen. "Dude..you look...like a dude" he
laughed. "Shutup" I retorted. He shrugged, "I guess I
prefer you naked" he stuck his tongue out. I could
feel my eyes grow large as my blood pressure rose.
Whatd he mean? Was he just kidding
around?...yeah..yeah..he must just have been kidding
around. I tried to shake it off, so as not to make the
afternoon out incredibly awkward.

"So where we going first?" he asked. I shrugged, "I
need underware first and foremostly.
Then...well..CLOTHES in general." He nodded,
"Right...you want some breakfast before we leave?" he
asked, motioning towards the kitchen. I had a
flashback of the amazing breakfast he cooked for me
yesterday. It was so yummy, but way too generous for
today. Yesterday I needed a pick me up, but today...a
glass of oj would do just nicely. "Just some orange
juice?" he nodded att my request. "Sure thing" and
disappeared into the kitchen, while I took one last
glance in the full length mirror on the wall and
grimaced. Geeze..from the neck down I COULD PASS for a
guy.

As we walked around a department store shopping, it
seemed so surreal. This wasn't the first time Doug and
I had gone shopping. Not at all infact, but since all
my clothes were still back in my old room at the
club.. I couldn't very well get them back. It was so
strange that a few days ago my life was completely
different. I decided after I had some clothes, I'd
find a job to start trying to support myself...and pay
Dougie back for all the clothes hes buying me
today...and all those other days. I sighed, trying to
think of happy things. I didn't want to be a drag, or
seem ungrateful around Dougie.

4 hours later, my legs were exhausted and my shoulders
were killing me from pulling clothes on and off all
afternoon. We headed to the check out counter and
Dougie gave me the car keys and told me to go wait
outside for him. I furrowed my eyebrows but he
insisted, so I took them and headed towards the door.
I guess he didn't want me to know how much he was
spending on me? But thats just a guess... I looked
over my shoulder as the cashier rang up all the
clothes for him. I realllllllly have to pay him back.
That day- we bought 4 pairs of jeans, probably close
to 12 or so shirts, and a few nice things for dressup:
like a plain black strapless dress, two hoodies, a
jean miniskirt, black converses, black flipflops, and
black ballet flats. Dougie himself only got a pair of
cargo shorts and a small red box..which he wouldnt let
me see.

I took the keys and waiting at the car, leaning
against the trunk in the back. A few minutes later,
Dougie came out with three bags in his hands. "How
much did it come to?" I asked as he approached, even
though I knew he wouldnt tell me. "Dont worry about
it, he smiled" I rolled my eyes and he opened the
trunk to put the bags away. When he closed it and
turned around, I had my arms crossed across my chest.
"Why wont you tell me?" I asked. I didn't want him
taking care of me. Well.. I mean.. of course I wanted
him taking care of me.. he was gorgeous and super
sweet..but not like this.. I dont want him thinking im
taking advantage. He smiled and wrapped his arms
around my waist, pulling me against him as he leaned
back against his car. "Why are you so worried about
it? I bought them for you...dont worry about how much
I spend." He pulled me closer, our foreheads and noses
almost touching. I could feel his breath on my face
and struggled to catch my breath.

I couldn't help but feel uneasy. It wasn't even like
we were dating. I didn't know what we were
considered.. As far as I was concerned, we were more
than friends, but less than boyfriend/girlfriend..or
even friends with benefits. Plus, I still didn't know
all that much about the kid...besides the fact that he
was in a band, he was amazing and sweet, and cute and
very ticklish. I smiled devilishly as I attacked him
with my fingers tickling his stomach. He squirmed and
cackled, trying to fight off my fingers and cover his
stomach with his arms all at once. He grabbed my
wrists and held them down tight by my side, sticking
his tongue out at me in victory. "Allright.. I
surrender" I said shrugging. He smiled proudly and
released my hands. "Can I change into GIRL clothes
now?"

He laughed and nodded and we both hopped back into the
car, headed for home. "Dougie..when can I meet the
boys?" I asked as we pulled down the road. Dougie
didn't respond right away and seemed kind of hesitant.
He shrugged and frowned at me. I wanted to know why
we hadn't met ALREADY. "Are you that ashamed of me?" I
sniffled under my breath. "What?!" Dougie exclaimed,
hearing me. "Dont think that..dont ever think that" he
replied. "Then what is it?" I yelled back. He sighed,
"Its just... there my bestfriends... and if you didn't
get on with them... I dont know what I'd do.." he
admitted. I tilted my head, confused. "Dannys a
klutz... hes just not all there... Tom is nice, but
immature...and Harry..." he paused. "Yeah..?" I urged
him to continue. "I guess I'm just afraid Harry would
sweep you off your feet and steal you away from me.."
he said before looking away.

I laughed. "What are you kiddinng?" I asked, thinking
surely he must be joking. He pulled into the driveway
and turned to face me and I could tell from his
expression he was serious. I became confused as to
what he considered us, but the moment was too precious
to spoil. We sat there for a good five minutes, just
staring into each others eyes, as I fought the urge to
lean over and kiss him. The past few days hung close
behind me...it was just too soon. I mean HELL, I was
still spotting blood from a torn hymen... I wasn't
ready to trust someone that much yet. Regardless of
how strong I felt for Dougie..or how good to me he
was.

Dougie's P.O.V.

"What are you kidding?" she laughed. Ouch. I turned
into the driveway and turned off the car before
turning to face her, trying to think of someway to
confess how I feel about her without totally scaring
her off. Instead, I was caught by her eyes and
completely drawn in, loosing all thought process. I
struggled to swallow and could feel my heart thumping
in my chest.

"Uhm.. put your black dress on.. " I said gruffly
before opening my door and walking up to my door. I
unlocked it and left it open for her. She was still
sitting in the car, probably equally as shaken and
confused as I was. I breathed a heavy sigh as I walked
into the kitchen and out of sight and rubbed my head
hard with my fingertips..trying to figure this all
out. After a minute, I gathered myself and decided to
take a shower before going out with Grace later. I
walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway as she
came in the door and closed it behind her. We caught
each other's eye for a minute, but I broke our stare
as I turned and headed up the stairs to my bathroom,
pushing the door closed behind me with my heel as I
pulled off my shirt and shorts and turning on the
shower water.

Piczo