It's been years now, since Harry last saw Dougie.
He looked good. Harry was shocked by his short, spikey, blonde hair.
Dougie had never liked short hair. He often made fun of Harry for cutting his so short.
"Hey", Dougie said shyly. Dougie's always been shy infront of cameras and strangers, but it was only us today. Why was he acting so weird?
"Hey, Doug! Where have you been? I haven't seen you since-" Harry paused uneasily. "I'm sorry.."
"It's okay. It's over. We never really got on anyway." Dougie sounded uncomfortable.
"Well, nevermind that, I'm sorry about Danny, he was a fool to let you go". With that, they hugged and moved into the kitchen.
"You want some ..." He stopped to look through the cubbords. "...Cereal?"
Dougie laughed. "I come back to see you for the first time in three years, and all you have is cereal?"
Harry shifted awkwardly. "Well, you didn't exactly warn me you were comming, did you? Anyway, I'll take you out, how's that sound?"
Dougie jumped up and gave Harry a friendly punch on the shoulder. "Okay, but I have to go see Tom still.."
"Whatever, invite him too. I haven't talked to him in a couple days." Harry said with a smile on his face.
"You two still talk..."
"Mhm..." Was all he could manage.
"...are you still...together?"
"Nah, mate."
Dougie opened his mouth in an appoligetic way, but stopped when Harry planted a kiss right on his lips.
"Now go." Harry said with a smile moving back into the living room where the conversation began.
Dougie was shocked to say the least. He didn't know if he wanted to leave anymore. He's always loved Harry, but Harry was always with Tom. Could this be his chance to get close to Harry?
Dougie eased into the living room once more before standing awkwardly in front of the TV that Harry was stairing at.
"Umm..." Harry said unenthusiastically.
"I-I just...I like you, Harry..."
The brunette smiled. "I like you too, Dougie. Now go over to get Tom so we can go. I'm starving!"
Dougie nodded, unsure of what just happened. He left the house and sighed loudly while getting in his car.
He mumbled to himself. "He doesn't get it." and with that, he drove off to Tom's house.
Tom and Dougie have been good friends for seven years, and Dougie knew he could tell Tom anything.
Dougie walked to Tom's huge red door and rang the grey door bell.
Tom came to the door, only dressed from the waist down and a tooth brush in his mouth.
He had short blonde spikey hair. He must have gelled it recently, because it was in a small mohawk.
"DOOGIE!!" Tom pounced on Dougie, sending him flying backwards before they both fell on the hard pavement.
"Tom! What the hell! That hurt!" Dougie whined.
"Why the hell haven't you called me! It's been wwaaayyyy too long." Tom smiled as he helped his friend off the ground brushing him off.
"I've been bussy..." Dougie said with shifty eyes.
Tom laughed. "With Danny, no doubt- I dropped my tooth brush- He always was the crazy one" Tom said looking over his dirty tooth brush with a wink before Dougie's eyes start to water.
"What? What happened? Did I say something wrong??" Tom said hugging Dougie.
"No no. We're just not having such a good time together lately, is all. Nothing to get worked up about..." Dougie said whipping his eyes.
He didn't know why he was getting emotional at the thought of Danny cheating on him when Tom mentioned it. He thought he was over Danny. Danny meant nothing to him anymore. They were nothing. ...but he couldn't help but feel terrible at the thought of having to tell Tom what Danny did.
"Well, if you're sure. I wont mention it again.." Tom said sadly.
'Thank god', thought Dougie.
"Heeyy! I have pancakes" Tom said matter-of-factly.
"Oh! That's why I came over here." Dougie said smiling.
"...for my pancakes??" Tom laughed.
"No you twat!" Dougie said laughing increadibly hard. "Harry's taking me out for a night of feasting! He wanted me to come get you, so you could join."
Tom looked uneasy. "Well...that's unexpected...I haven't talked to Harry in a couple years..."
Dougie looked shocked. "But he...said..."
"He would say something different" Tom glared. "Oh well, I guess you have to start somewhere, sounds like fun..." Tom said glancing around the neighborhood.
Dougie's eyes widend. "What happened? What did he do?" Dougie couldn't stop talking. He had to find out what the boy who just kissed him did to his long time best friend.
Tom looked at his feet in silence. "Well...do you want to come in...?"
Dougie looked around, realizing they were still standing on his stoop, Tom still in only his pants and socks.
Dougie nodded. Tom lead him into what he thought was a kitchen, but with out a refrerator and stove.
"Sit" Tom ordered. Dougie followed orders well, and sat in the chair Tom had pointed out.
Tom leaned up against the counter and continued to stare at his feet thoughtfully.
"I..." He started.
Dougie moved to the edge of the seat. "What? What did he do?"
Tom moved forward and sat in the seat across from Dougie. "Well, I was working late with James one night. Just writing songs and laughing about the silly things Harry does when he's mad..." Tom stopped and shifted his weight to the front of the chair.
"I mentioned he was adorable when he got mad and his cheeks turned red..." Tom giggled.
Dougie sat silently, waiting for Tom to continue with the story.
"I told him that he was the guy for me, and that I was going to tell him I loved him tonight..." Tom had tears running down his eyes. "I had to walk home because Harry wasn't answering his phone. I didn't mind, it was a nice night, and I was getting fat anyway" Tom said smiling with tear filled eyes.
"I got the key out of my backpack and I heard a smash. Naturally I freaked out a little..." Tom stopped and sighed. "I ran in the door and looked around. Everything looked pretty normal, so I ran to the pathetic excuse for a kitchen.." Tom said motioning around the kitchen they were in.
"Harry...and...Charlie...and..." Tom couldn't go on, he whiped the tears from his eyes just to have more flow.
"CHARLIE?!" Dougie yelled out without thinking.
Tom nodded and slouched down in his chair.
"I mean, he was all over Charlie! CHARLIE! My friend charlie!" Tom was sobbing now.
"Oh my god, Tom. I'm sorry!" Dougie cried and ran to Tom, engluping him in a hug.
"It's fine. It's over. I should be over it..." Tom said choking back tears.
"I can't believe Charlie would..." Dougie stopped to look around the kitchen, not really believing that Tom still lived in that house.
Tom stood up and smiled, whiping away all the tears and walking tward the bathroom. "Oh well, can't change the past, can we?" Tom's smile was so friendly and soothing. "I'll be out in a couple minutes, let me just clean up. You can make yourself at home. You know where everything is."
Dougie walked into the living room he once had known as his own. Tom, Harry, Dougie, and Danny lived together once when they were band-mates. That was before Dougie and Danny had started a relatoinship and decided to move out on their own, only to have Danny to the same thing to him that Harry did to Tom.
They were so opposite, Tom and Dougie. Tom was always the calm, collected, leader type. He was one of the sweetest people Dougie had ever met.
While Dougie was the one everyone feared would say something completely offencive on a live show and get them into trouble. Dougie laughed at the thought of being so quiet all the time because he was afraid he'd say something like that also.
Harry was the normal one. He was just like everyone in the band. A nice mix. He was happy to be in the center of the spot light, and happy to sit in the corner and watch, aswell.
Danny was the dopy loving one. He could get alone with anyone. He couldn't say no to anything. That happened to be his downfall.
Dougie snapped back to reality when he noticed Tom staring at him. "Oh..sorry" Dougie said getting off the green couch he came to love.
"It's fine, mate. I'm ready, you wanna head out?" Tom said with one eye brow raised.
"Yeeaahh!! Let's get some fooodddd!!" Dougie said with his arms in the air.
Tom laughed and pushed him out the door.