A/N: This is the sequel thing to Imperfections. Yes, it's supposed to be short.
Disclaimer: I do not own McFly. I only own this story line.
Why?
Harry's POV
We were sitting in Dougie's hospital room, waiting. That sentence is so wrong. After he passed out from blood loss, we took him here. I put my face in my hands. 'Why did he do it?' Thats all I could think. I was scared. The doctor said Dougie had lost a lot of blood, but he assured us he wouldn't die. But I wasn't scared about the doctor being wrong. I was scared of Dougie doing this again, and killing himself. I let out a big sigh. I couldn't figure out why he would do something like this. He always seemed so happy. A little quiet maybe, but happy none the less. I lifted my head and looked over at the sleeping young boy. No, man. He was pale and hooked up to various machine's. It was sickening. I put my head back down.
Tom's POV
I rested my head against the wall of our best friends hospital room. I hated that sentence. I hated this. None of us could figure it out. Why had Dougie done this? He was young and happy! I was so scared when I saw Dougie sitting on the white tiles of our bathroom, in his own blood. I was even more scared when he passed out. But I was relieved when the doctor said that even though he had lost a lot of blood, he would live. That little bit of relief disappeared when I thought of Dougie doing it again. This time managing to kill himself. Then that word came back. 'Why?' I couldn't think of one reason. I pushed my head away from the wall and looked at the youngest member of McFly. He looked so at peace. But then you notice all the machine's hooked up to him. I closed my eyes and put my head against the wall again. 'Why Dougie?'
Danny's POV
I could not figure it out. I couldn't figure out why my best friend would hurt himself like he did. I can't even begin to explain what I felt when I saw Dougie sitting in his own blood in the bathroom. Dougie and I were the closest of the four, and even I didn't know why he did it. This bugged me deeply, because we told each other everything! And he always seemed so..happy! Except when he had that minor eating disorder. Only I know about that..But cutting himself? That was beyond belief. This is Dougie! Young, carefree Dougie. I was glad when the doctor told us he would not die, even with the major blood loss. But that didn't calm the thought of him doing it again, and worse. He could kill himself..He would have died if we hadn't come home at that time. As I sat, using my hands to hold my head, I stared straight at my best friend. I hadn't stopped looking at that fragile body, hooked up to the beeping machine's, since I sat down. I was beyond scared.
Dougie's POV
Slowly I heard beeping. I shifted in the bed, memories coming back to me as my eyes fluttered open. I heard movement before Danny and Harry appeared at my bed side. Tom stuck his head out the door before joining them. The doctor came in and explained stuff then left. It was quiet, except the beeping machine's. Finally Danny asked the one thing everyone wanted to know.
"Why?"
I let it out. I told them everything. How I felt unimportant, how I heard them talking about my
imperfections. I just said everything I had been holding back. They were shocked. No one said anything.
"I..I'm sorry Dougie. We had no clue." Tom said, also for the others.
"No, you really didn't." I told them. I was relieved. I had finally found my freedom.
A/N: Done! So that basically explains how the others felt and what happened to Dougie. It helps to have read 'Imperfection' before this. I hope you realized stuff in this, maybe even enjoyed it. Please review! Thanks for reading, bye.
-FallennAngel