"What an amazing show!" Danny exclaimed, as he pated Tom on the back in a well done kind of way.
"Haha, y-yeah." Tom stuttered. Luckily Danny didn't question it.
It was true though, the show they had just played was incredible. It had been the first date of their Memory Lane tour and it felt so amazing to be on the road and touring again. The thing was though, Tom could no longer deal with the touching from Danny on stage. It was enough being around him, that made Tom want to throw himself on the younger male and kiss him, with out the sucking of neck on stage.

Tom was openly gay... to his band mates, Fletch and Tommy. He hadn't told his parents yet, because telling Fletch was enough worry for him as it is.

As we were saying, the show was incredible.
Halfway through their third song, Tom could see Danny out of the corner of his eye, sauntering over to him. He ignored it and carried on singing and concentrating on the chords he was playing. He knew what was coming, and braced himself for the impulse of tickling and neck sucking that was about to occur.

Tom glanced over at Dougie, who was concentrating very hard on his bass, but glanced up when Tom was about to look away again; laughing, obviously because of the way Danny was coming over to Tom.
He's walking very slowly Tom thought to himself, but as soon as he did, he felt warm lips on his neck; sucking lightly and was being leant on by the younger male.
Tom could feel the neck of Danny's guitar on his back, and decided to concentrate on that, otherwise if he concentrated on his neck, well things may happen that he would definitely regret.
The crowd had erupted into a load of cheers and screaming for the 'flones' moment. At that moment, Tom looked up from his guitar and saw a fan frantically waving a banner saying:

FLONES 4EVA
DJ+TF 4 LYF

Tom cringed at the awful grammar but then smiled, a hell of a lot. Did the fans actually want them to be together?

Danny flopped down next to Dougie on the tourbus. "Have you seen Tom, mate?" He asked the youngest band member, who was way too interested in what Harry was saying to him to listen to Danny. After about a minute, Danny sighed, obviously not being listened to and went off to his bunk. Tom's bunk's underneath mine, maybe he's there Danny said to himself and he walked up the bus stairs to the top level.
As he got closer, he heard very quiet sobbing coming from Tom's bunk, as if his cries were being muffled by a pillow.
"Tom, mate?" Silence.
"T-bag?" He asked again. Danny laughed at himself, he loved that nickname, and was quite proud that he had come up with it. A stifled giggled came from the bunk, but was quickly followed by a lot of sniffs.

Tom kicked himself for laughing at Danny calling him T-bag. Maybe if I shut up, he'll go away... Tom thought to himself, and continued to lay face first onto a pillow, trying to keep his cries stifled.
He hated the fact that he was so feminine and couldn't stop his emotions. Once he started crying, he was off. He mentally laughed at the time that he watched Titanic with Danny and cried so much that Danny had to take him to bed, that was a great moment Tom said to himself, feeling the blush come to his cheeks.
Tom felt the breeze as the curtain to his bunk opened, "aww, Tommy, what's wrong?" Danny bolton accent sailing strong. Oh shit.
Tom just shuffled closer to the wall of the bunk and curled himself up into a ball, moving as far away from Danny as possible. Danny will never love me back, I'm just an ugly, gay guy surrounded by straight guys who have girlfriends and wives.
Danny moved closer to the sobbing band member and hesitantly moved out his hand to rub the back of the older male.
"Iloveyou." Tom mumbled into his knees, but then instantly kicked himself for being so stupid with his verbal diarrhea. Why the hell did he say that?!
"What was that?"
"I.. I... I said... I said I l-love y-you..." Tom said after a very long pause of about a minute and a half.
"Aww, I love you too Tommy boy!" Danny replied.
Tom did a double take, "w-what?!" He looked up slightly, to see the smiling northerner. His heart skipped a couple of beats. Did he really just say he loved me back...
Just as Tom was about to leap on Danny, he said, "I said that I love you too. I've known you for 10 years, Tom. You're literally like a brother to me, of course I'm gonna love you."
Tom deflated. He felt like his heart had just been ripped out of his chest and pulled apart in front of him.
He kept the smile though, just so Danny could leave and he could once again cry a river of tears.
"You sure there isn't anything else? Did you only want to say that?" Danny asked; concerned.
Tom nodded half-heartedly.
"Okay, that's a bit strange, Tom. But if you're sure you're fine, I'm gonna go back downstairs and chill out after the amazing show!" Tom nodded again and Danny skipped off.

Tom looked down at his pillow and realised just how much he had cried. He just mentally shrugged and turned it over; once again starting his crying fest into the very cold side of the fluffy pillow.

An hour later, Tom had plucked up enough courage to go downstairs and chill out with the rest of the guys. He slumped down next to Dougie and watch Harry and Danny play FIFA.
About 5 minutes after he had sat down, Danny jumped up and cheered. A lot. He had won. Tom smiled and laughed. He loved seeing Danny happy, it made him happy. He didn't realise Dougie was looking at him.
"You fancy him, don't you?" Dougie whispered to Tom. It startled him and made him squeal the tiniest bit.
"Shh!" Tom hissed at Dougie.
"Sorry, but you do, don't you?" Dougie smirked.
Tom looked down in shame, "yes.. I know. Judge me now!"
"I'm not judging you!"
"How did you guess?"
"Well, you're a gay guy in a band with three straight guys, who are attractive to many people, especially the little one who plays bass," Dougie smirked and wiggled his eyebrows; making Tom laugh, "also, the way you're looking at Danny suggests that you love him." Dougie finished a-matter-of-factly. Tom was shocked about how much Dougie knew.
Tom looked down again; not saying anything.
"I suggest that you tell him. I would if I were you. He won't take it badly, I promise you." Dougie nudged Tom and told him to look in the direction of the stairs, which Danny were walking up, giving the impression that he was going to bed now.
Tom gulped, braced himself and got up, "thanks Butty," Tom laughed, ruffling the younger band member's hair.
"Hey! Don't mess with the hair!" He said, pretending to cry, "but no problem, anytime."

Tom was nearing his bunk when he heard the northerner yell, "well that's just FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC ISN'T IT!" Tom ran to the bunk.
"Danny, mate! Are you alright?" Tom pulled the curtain and looked into the bunk of the boltoner, who was staring at his phone, a text message by the looks of things.
"Girlfriend's just bloody broken up with me, hasn't she?" Tom could see the angry building up on Danny's face but the tears were slowly catching up, and suddenly he erupted into tears, giving Tom a shock.
Tom hesitantly climbed into the bunk and wrapped his arms around Danny. Danny snuggled into Tom, and Tom could feel a smile appearing on his face.
Danny's crying was getting heavier, "hey, hey. Shh.. it's alright. She wasn't worth it." Tom soothed, rocking them slowly back and forth for comfort.

Tom loved Danny, and even though Danny didn't love him back in the same way, he'd rather have him a a brother figure than not having him at all.
He might tell Danny one day, but for now, he just wanted to hold him in his arms for the time he could, and not think of anything more.

A/N: Hey guys! I would just like to point out that I have nothing against Georgia. I think she's amazing and I look up to her a lot, but I just made her break up with Danny to help the storyline.
Might continue this on as a fanfic.. not sure yet.
I don't like begging, but reviews would be nice, so I would know how to improve and such, pleasums.
Okay, bye! :D