Another chapter because I got a review! No smut in this one, but if you want some more just tell me;) although I don't think i'm very good at writing it.
"Haz?"
His name was being repeated over and over in a harsh whisper, the voice nearing Harry's bunk until his curtain was pushed back slowly, revealing a tired looking bassist who was stood just outside his bunk. His usually styled blonde hair sticking out in different directions giving the impression he'd been running his hands through it a lot, his eyes red and puffy and tears falling down his face at a rapid speed. Harry didn't even ask what was the matter, just pulled the blonde boy into his bunk, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him close, giving the bassist a much needed hug, letting him cry into his chest.
It felt like forever before one of them decided to speak.
"My dad.. He texted me, just before we went out. He wants my help, he wants to meet me." The blonde looked up through his messy hair, grey eyes meeting blue ones, forcing the drummer to clear his throat and answer before he did anything stupid.
"Do you want to meet him?"
"I don't need to see that bastard again, he left us and then we had no money, the first pay check I get I sent to my mum to help her, he took everything from us, he doesn't deserve to see me." Dougie whispered harshly, fisting his hands onto Harry's bare chest, brushing sensitive skin. Harry wrapped his arms around the boy in an attempt to comfort him, to stop him from crying. Although at Dougie's last movements Harry tensed up, only just managing to keep in a small moan from the touch -and considering he'd had a wank just a few minutes earlier, he shouldn't have still been horny.
But, that was kind of hard when there was this fucking sexy bassist lay next to him.
"Are you sure Doug? You've not seen him since you were fifteen." Dougie shot the drummer a look, pushing Harry's arms off him and pushing an accusing finger into the drummers chest.
"You have no idea what it's like to lose your father, have the person who's been there for fifteen years just disappear without a note or reason. You still have both your parents, and i'm pretty sure that if you didn't, you wouldn't want to meet the person who left your family all that time ago." Dougie whispered, pulling his hand away from Harry's chest, wrinkling his nose in the process.
"Maybe I wouldn't, but seriously Doug, think about it, yeah? Sleep now.." the bassist nodded, rolling over and pressing his covered back to Harry's chest. Dougie moved, turning his head over his shoulder, looking like he was trying not to laugh.
"Is that your willy on my leg?"