Tom let himself into the quaint little house that was Harry and Dougie's. He could hear their raised voices coming down the stairs and sighed. He wasn't in the right frame of mind to sit there listening to Harry and Dougie have an argument over what colour to paint their music room. He walked up stairs and followed the increasing loudness of voices until he stopped at the music room door.
"You said we could paint it red!" Dougie exclaimed.
"Not that red...I thought a softer red!" Harry argued as he pointed to the tin of paint at their feet.
"Well you were the one who said 'oh go get whatever colour you want, I have to stay at school to mark papers'," Dougie said, impersonating Harry with too much exaggeration.
"I did!" Harry replied, his tone getting a fraction louder.
"You promised me you'd help me fix up the music room and now you're just been childish and spoilt!" Dougie yelled. At this point Tom thought it was time to intervene since neither Harry or Dougie hadn't noticed his presence and he was sure Harry would have a harsh comeback.
"How about you paint it white then there will be no problems," he said. Harry and Dougie quickly turned to the door and looked at Tom. "Just saying,"
"That's probably a great idea," Harry said as he forced a smile. "I think I'll go make a cup of coffee,"
"You just go do that then," Dougie said as he watched Harry leave. Tom saw the anger that was building on Harry's face but he knew it wouldn't last long, it never did. "Finished what you had to do?"
"Yeah," Tom nodded as he put on a fake smile.
"That was quick," Dougie said before turning the topic back to him and Harry. "I just cannot believe him. He promised me we would do this together, he knows how much I want this music room and now he starts acting like he knows every God damn thing and thinks he can make decisions about my music room,"
"I'm sure he is trying...But, Doug, that red is really, really bright..." Tom said as he looked down at the paint.
"Oh..." Dougie mouthed when he took another look at the paint. "Yeah, it is...Hey, what's wrong?"
"Hmm, oh, nothing," Tom replied.
"There is, I'm not stupid...I'm your best friend, I can tell when there is something wrong because you never were good at hiding your problems," Dougie said.
"Ok...Well...I get home last night and there is this random guy hiding underneath my bed...He come out and he is so..." Tom was cut off.
"What? There was a guy under your bed! Did you call the police? Why didn't you ring us? Tom, he could have murdered you! Oh my God! You need to get better security!" Dougie rushed with wide eyes.
"Do you two want a cup of coffee?" Harry asked as he walked into the music room. He took one look at Dougie's shocked face and quickly stepped to his side. "What's wrong?"
"There was a man hiding under Tom's bed when he got home last night!" Dougie said at the top of his lungs.
"It's not that big of a deal," Tom said.
"Oh really?" Dougie countered. "Did you ever stop to think he could have been dangerous? Oh, did he take anything? He didn't hurt the cats did he? He didn't hurt you? Christ! Ok, that's it, I'm going to ring the police!"
"No, don't!" Tom said. "It's ok. He didn't hurt me, or the cats, he didn't take anything...Bloody hell...You should have seen him, he was terrified...He was more scared than I was..."
"But still, he broke into your house...And that was probably fake!" Dougie said.
"It wasn't," Tom replied. "I think you two can sort this music room out on your own...I have to get some groceries anyway...I'll you guys later,"
"But Tom..." Dougie started.
"See you!" Tom yelled before walking downstairs and out the front door. Dougie glanced worriedly at Harry, he just wanted his best friend to be careful.
"He'll be fine...If he needs anything I'm sure he'll ring or come and see us," Harry reassured Dougie.
"I hope you're right," Dougie said. "And...I'm sorry about getting angry with you before,"
"I'm sorry too..." Harry replied. Then he pulled Dougie close and kissed him deeply. They kissed for several moment before Harry pulled away. "I have an idea,"
"And what's that?" Dougie asked.
"Let's paint the music room... After all, you're the one who will be using it," Harry smiled. Dougie put his arms around Harry's neck and gave him a quick kiss before stepping over to the tin of red paint. He dipped his finger in and then quickly wiped it across Harry's cheek.
"Or we could paint you," Dougie smirked.
"Oh, you wanna play dirty now?" Harry laughed. Then he covered his hand in red paint and stared Dougie down. With a wicked grin plastered to his face Harry stepped towards Dougie.
"Don't you dare?" Dougie warned. Harry kept on advancing and Dougie let out a mock scream of terror before trying to escape Harry's path. Harry won and soon Dougie had patches of red paint on his face and arms. "You are so going down,"
"Oh, yeah, I certainly am," Harry growled. Before Dougie knew it Harry had dropped to his knees.
Hope you enjoyed! Few people asking about some Pudd action, hope that satisfied you for now. :) xx Thanks for all the reviews. I'm going to start replying to reviews from this chapter on.