Danny was asleep before they even left the venue. Everything over the past few weeks had caught up with him and he was exhausted. Harry woke him when they arrived at the hotel they were staying at for a couple of nights. While they were in the lobby Danny quickly turned to Dougie and begged him to swap rooms, and after a minute Dougie agreed and they exchanged keys. Once in their rooms Danny fell onto the bed and closed his eyes. He wanted to curl up and go to sleep and not wake up for a long time. Maybe by then everything will have sorted itself out.
"Mate, you have to go talk to him, tell him you're been serious," Harry said as he stood in the doorway of the bedroom.
"No," Danny said, his eyes still shut. "He doesn't believe me,"
"He will...Now get up...Dougie is coming back to this room and you're going to sleep in the same room as Tom, like it was planned," Harry said firmly but it was soft at the same time. Danny dragged himself from the bed and grabbed his stuff just as Dougie stepped through the door. He glared at Harry and Dougie before leaving the room. He made his way into the room that he and Tom were now to share. He dropped his stuff and looked into the first bedroom. It was empty and so he quickly went in and lay on the bed.
"Danny? That you?" he heard Tom yelled.
"Yes," Danny mumbled with his head in the pillow. There was silence and curiosity soon got the better of him. He got up off the bed and walked out. He made his way to the other bedroom and when he walked in he saw Tom lying on the bed reading a comic book.
"Hey...I think there is something going on between Harry and Dougie," Tom laughed. "Dougie pleaded with me until I said he could change rooms,"
"Yeah...So I heard," Danny said. He hadn't really heard it but he felt he needed to say something and that was the first thing that came to mind.
"Danny?" Tom said quizzically.
"Fucking hell Tom! Can't you just get it already? I am in love with you! I have feelings for you! I just wanna know if you love me back!" Danny yelled. He didn't sound angry though, no he sounded desperate. Tom sat up and looked at Danny, taking in the expression on his face, the look in his eyes.
"Come here," Tom said. Danny went from tough to weak in the blink of an eye and within seconds he was scrambling onto the bed and into Tom's open arms. Tears were filling his eyes, his hands shaking, heart racing. "I love you too,"
"Really?" Danny sobbed. Tom leant back so he could see Danny's face, stained with tears. Then he leant forward and kissed Danny's lips.
"Really," he smiled.