A/N: Reference to drugs. Swearing. Anthony McPartlin and Declan Donnelly. Lisa Armstrong (Ant's wife) Ali/Alison (Ant and Dec's PR) Simon Cowell, Stephen Mulhern.

It was an ordinary day in March and Ant and Dec were at BGT auditions, and Ant seemed rather distracted, as soon as the cameras were off them he was constantly checking his phone and looking over his shoulder. Dec had picked up on this but he was aware Ant was having a few problems at home, he and Lisa had been fighting but Ant wouldn't tell Dec, which was very unusual.

Dec had given up in trying to find out, it had been a week now and if he pursued the matter any more he could see the two of them falling out badly.

He had attempted to ask Lisa but every time he approached her she walked away saying she was late for something. Ali had also picked up on Ant's strange behaviour but it wasn't her place to say anything so she too left it.

That night when the boys got into the car to go home, Ant was again texting. Dec tried to make conversation with him, talking about the acts from today and some funny David and Simon moments but Ant was unresponsive.

"What is it with you lately? Won't even have a conversation with us.. I know something is going on but how can I help if you don't tell us."

Ant ignored him and carried on texting. Dec got annoyed and grabbed the phone from Ant's hand.

"What is it on here that is so damn important you have forgotten about the rest of the world?"

Ant looked at him with fury in his eyes.

"Give me that back right now!"

"Since when have we ordered each other what to do? I don't get you any more, I don't know what's happened but you need to snap out of it or we are going to fall out!" Normally this would make Ant apologise straight away, he could be a grump sometimes but he never let it get in the way of their friendship.

"Declan give me my phone back! and please, just leave me alone. You would never understand" His voice was stern and angry. Having no other option Dec handed the phone back.

"Never understand? What is that meant to mean?" Getting no response Dec turned his back to Ant.

"This isn't over Ant, you can't just act like nothing is wrong when you are making every ones lives harder."

The car pulled up outside Ant's house and he got out.

Dec shouted after him "See you tomorrow and please try and be in a more sociable mood."

As the next day came about, Dec was sitting in the car waiting for Ant, something was already wrong as he was the one that was normally late. The driver spotted movement in Ant's house and so prepared to start the engine.

"It's my life and I'll do with it what I want! Stop trying to control me I'm 37 for fucks sake! Who the bloody hell do you think you are? You're my Wife and that is it, so get back in the god damn house and just fucking leave me alone!"

With that Ant slammed the door in his crying wife's face. Dec and the driver sat in shock, their jaws down by their ankles. In all the years Ant and Dec had worked together never had he seen Ant shout at his wife.

"It's not a bloody freak show! Start the car and lets get today over with."

"Want to talk about what ever that was?"

"No of course I don't you stupid idiot! It's a personal matter, have some respect for the love of God!"

"A personal matter… we live in each others pockets! Jesus Christ man, are you trying to quit smoking, because you are being a right twat all the time!" Ant completely ignored Dec.

The two boys sat in silence looking out the windows with their backs to each other. The driver had never been in this situation with the boys before and found it most bizarre.

"We're just round the corner, happy faces for the public please."

When they arrived Dec got out of the car first to be met by an eruption of cheers. He waved to the crowd and walked over to start signing autographs and getting photos. They always got there a few hours before they had to so they could meet the audience. They had always done this and always planned to. But today Ant had other ideas. He stayed in the car, didn't even acknowledge the people shouting his name.

"Take us round the back, I need to go to my dressing room."

The driver complied and took him to the side door. Whilst round the front Dec had to try and explain to so many fans why Ant had not come out to say hi.

After Dec had made his way to the end of the never ending line he walked round to the backstage door, were Ant had been dropped off earlier.

As he walked down the corridor towards his dressing room, he heard a raised voice and wondered who Ant was screaming at now, but the closer he got he realised that no one was replying. "What poor bugger is at the end of this now?"

"What do you mean you can't get me them until next week! You haven't given me anything this week! I need this now, people are starting to notice!... Look I don't care how much more it is, I've got the cash just get me them today. Well if he's got them why didn't you say so? Tell him to get here now!"

He threw his phone against the wall and sat down on a chair with his head in his hands.

The door opened and Dec walked in.

"Hello there, care to explain why you left me out front?"

"Didn't feel up to it that's all"

"Didn't feel up to talking to your fans, since when has that been the case? And yet you seem quite up for screaming at your wife and whoever that was on the phone."

"Leave it Declan, I don't want to fight."

"Oh am I the only person who you don't want to fight with cause you seem to be fighting with everyone else!"

Ant didn't respond, his head was all over the place and he knew exactly why but if Dec found out what he had been doing he knew all hell would break loose. He had pushed everyone away including his wife, but he couldn't push Dec away, he was his everything.

"So no reply then, well do you care to tell me what it is that you haven't had this week and won't be getting until next week?"

"No, that's private"

"Private! It is screwing with the lives of everyone close to you! Whatever it is let me help you!"

"NO DECLAN JUST LEAVE NOW!" Ant had never shouted at Dec before, and Dec was shaking with fright, Ant could be terrifying when he was angry, he had the physical advantage over Dec, and so Dec just left and slammed the door behind him.

"Morning Deccers everything ok, you look a bit shook up." Stephen was the last person Dec wanted to see right now, he could be a right little git at times.

Dec just looked at him, Deccers was not a name he liked being called, especially by Stephen "Aye everything's fine, you ok?"

"Yeah I'm good, excited for another day of auditions?"

"Never been more excited in my entire life" Dec replied sarcastically as he walked away.

Stephen knew that Dec had never really liked him but he had to put up with him as he got on very well with Ant, and something was bringing the two of them closer every day. Stephen walked down to were Ant's dressing room and knocked 3 times on the door. The door opened and Stephen quickly looked over his shoulder to check no one could see him. He stepped into the room and looked at Ant, he looked dreadful.

"Jesus Christ! You look like shit"

"Thanks, look, Brian said you've got it, please tell me you have."

"Yeah it's here" Stephen pulled out a small package that was wrapped in brown paper.

"Don't do too much at once and this time, use this spay to get rid of any residue that might be left on the side. Don't want a repeat performance of last time. Remember it takes about 5 minutes to kick in and then your set for about an hour a line, then it'll were off, the state your in i'd keep yourself dosed up."

Ant nodded sheepishly and took the package, he nodded towards the door for Stephen to leave, but he stood still.

"You don't think I'm leaving without the payment do you? This stuff doesn't come cheap."

"Aye sorry always forget, when you next seeing the big guy?"

"When have we called Simon the big guy?" Ant shrugged his shoulders and let out a little smile. "He said he'll be here soon, he text me earlier and told me to tell you to stop shouting at his people or there will be no more.. shall we call it…. Business, you'll be cut off completely and can find someone else to keep you fueled" Ant nodded apologetically, he handed over the wod of cash and ushered Stephen out of the room.

Dec, being in the room next to this, had just heard all that had gone on and had a very good idea of the mess his co-star had gotten himself into, 'residue' 'big guy' and this stuff not being cheap all melted down to one thing….. drugs. But being afraid of what Ant would do he decided to ring Lisa.

"Hey Lisa, only me, I just need to ask you a quick question about Ant."

"Oh Hi Dec, this morning was nothing don't worry about it, I'm fine honestly." Lisa would have sounded so much more convincing if she wasn't crying down the phone.

"Well I doubt that but…. Lisa, this isn't going to be easy, but er.. is Ant messing around with drugs?" As soon as he said it he instantly regretted it. There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Wha.. what gives you that impression?"

"I heard him in his dressing room speaking with someone, Stephen I think, and they talked about handing over money and Simon being the big man… I don't really know I just put two and two together and got…" Lisa cut him off

"And you got 14! Ant is not doing drugs.. he has nothing to do with them." Lisa's voice was shaking, she knew that if Dec had picked up on this then anyone could, he was such a simple person who never really suspected anything so him realising what Ant was doing was terrifying for Lisa. She cared so much for Dec and seeing him hurt would break her heart.

The conversation ended, but Dec was sure he was on to something, so he walked back round to Ant's dressing room, this time he knocked once, there was no reply so he let himself in. He saw Ant kneeling on the floor in front of a small brown coffee table with a line of white powder neatly lined up, it looked as though one had already gone.

Ant jumped out of skin and away from the drugs.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING! HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF KNOCKING!"

Dec just looked at the drugs, he couldn't take his eyes off the white lines.

"ARE YOU NOT LISTENING TO ME!"

"I knew it! I bloody knew it! Drugs Anthony! Drugs! How hard have we worked to get here and you want to ruin your life by taking this…. death! Smoking is bad enough but not you are doing this!" Dec was furious, he may have had his suspicions but he wanted them to be wrong.

"How long has this been going on for? Is this why you have been so aggressive lately? Does Lisa know what you are doing?"

"So many questions! Just leave me alone"

"I will not leave you alone with that in front of you!"

"Fine, if it's answers you want here are your stupid bloody answers. I've been doing this for about a month, Stephen stopped supplying me so yes, I may have gotten a bit aggressive and Lisa sort of knows but she doesn't need to know this! We clear on that?"

"No we are not bloody clear on that! You need help, before this gets any worse. Give me that package now and let me get rid of it."

"Go for it, do what you please, I'm all set for the next 24 hours" He tapped a small box in his jeans pocket. "I get an hour now and then when I start to come down, I'll just take another."

"You are seriously going to walk around all day with drugs in your pocket!"

"Dec, I've done it for the past few weeks, and no one has noticed so why should today be any different? Just because I haven't had any in a week means nothing." He took another line that was on the table.

"Will you stop already! That is beside the point! If you get caught you'll go to jail! More importantly do you not care that you are killing yourself, because I care and I'm sure Lisa cares as well!"

"Lisa doesn't give a shit about me anymore, this is my life so let me live it."

"Of course Lisa gives a shit, she is you wife! You may not care, but we still do" He picked up the now opened package "I am going to get rid of this and as soon as we are done here, and I am getting you some help!" And with that

Dec left the room.

Ant was now as high as a kite he felt invincible, like he owned the world. This was the reason he did Cocaine, it made him feel so good and he couldn't get this buzz from anything else.

Dec decided not to ring Lisa again, she was in a bad state the first time and so he didn't feel the news he know had would comfort her in any way. One of the guys from production knocked on Dec's door telling him he had 5 minutes until they were on.

Dec put the drugs in his bag, folded the bag over and put it under the only chair in his room, there was no were else to put it and the chair was quite low to the floor. He closed his door behind him and slid the only key into his jeans pocket. Ant was stood outside his door, away with the fairies.

Dec shouted down to Ant "Oi, come on, snap out of it ok."

The auditions began and Ant was very well excited, he was funnier than usual with the camera so it was a massive improvement from the day before.

When it got to about lunch time there was a break and Ant had quickly disappeared. Dec knew what he was doing, but couldn't find him to stop him and everyone had gone to get something to eat. Ant and Dec never ate with the judges they would always go to one of their dressing rooms and have a chat there. Dec walked around the corner and found Ant waiting for him, looking rather happy. They walked to their dressing rooms to find that there was a crowd of people outside Dec's dressing room. A man in a black suit spoke with a very stern and official voice.

TBC...