Nobody moved. Harry, despite his dishevelled appearance and tears that hurled themselves down his face looked at Tom with shock stricken eyes.

"What did you do? Fuck Tom. You knew I didn't want that. You fucking knew it. But you couldn't help yourself could you? Look at you, all high and fucking mighty, standing there. Bet you're all smug with yourself aren't you huh?" Harry stood up clumsily and pushed Danny's hands away from him.

Tom took Harry's words in but couldn't believe his ears.

"Harry mate, I'm sorry but I couldn't stand not doing anything anymore. Look at you. Huh? Look at the state of you. I know it's not your fault okay? Please Harry, your family can help you. But you have to let them."

"Get out. You, you slimy bastard, get out of my house. You talk about me. Hah! You've been sleeping with Elle and don't lie to me. I see it in your faces. You know I couldn't do fuck all about it. Get out" Harry screamed, spit flying from his mouth as he ran at Tom. Grabbing his t-shirt collar between both hands and pushing him to the floor, landing on top of him and shaking him. A punch thrown to his face and Tom did nothing. No one did anything. They were too shocked.

When Elle realised what was happening she ran to her boyfriend and tugged, trying to pull him from Tom, who had blood dribbling pathetically down his chin.

After what felt like a lifetime Danny and Dougie followed and yanked at Harry who was still screaming abuse at Tom who just lay on the ground staring at Harry in disbelief.

When the two boys had finally managed to seperate Harry they continued to hold him, restraining his arms as he continued to shout abuse at Tom before he directed his abuse at Elle.

"And you huh? You know I'm right. While I've been suffering you've been with him. I can see it in your eyes. Did you really think that I wouldn't notice?"

"Babe, what are you talking about? I've never even thought about sleeping with Tom. Why would I? Why would he for that matter want to sleep with me? Look at yourself. Look at Tom for Christ's sake. What have you done?" Elle cried with tears in her eyes.

"I think we should give Harry a few minutes yeah?" Tom mumbled as he pulled himself off the ground.

With that the girls and Tom all exited the room silently leaving Danny and Dougie alone with Harry whose chest was heaving from the sheer exertion of wrestling one of his best friends to the ground in a violent attack.

"What the fuck was that mate?" Danny asked Harry angrily.

Harry simply turned his back to his two friends and went to lie on his bed facing away from them.

"Come on Dan, we'll go see to Tom, give you some peace Harry alright?" Dougie reached for Danny and lightly started to push him from the room.

Harry just lay there. He didn't understand. He'd never mean to attack Tom. It just kind of happened. And he knew that Elle hadn't cheated on him. She wouldn't do that. Tom wouldn't do that. Would they? All Harry knew for sure was that he was tired, he hurt, he was sure that the scratches on his back had ripped open and were probably bleeding but he somehow didn't have the energy to care anymore. So he lay there. Thinking about his family. The fact that his mum, his poor mum who was already suffering so much was now going to be worrying about him and that made the whole thing so much worse because now he was going to have to explain it all. He was now going to have to relive the whole ordeal again to the people he loved. He was going to have to watch their faces as the news was taken in and the expression that plastered itself on their faces-letting him know that they wouldn't see him the same way again.

Deep down Harry knew he shouldn't have attacked Tom. He could barely remember what had actually happened because of the blind rage that had all of a sudden taken over him. He knew he had said some things that he probably shouldn't have but he had no idea exactly what it was that he had said.

He just continued to lie there wishing the world would swallow him whole into a dark abyss where he would no longer have to think, no longer remember the touch of those cold hands as they touched and caressed his skin, no longer feel the imprints of that cold breath that sent shivers down his neck. He just wanted to forget. But he couldn't. Nor could he forget the look of horror on Tom's face. Elle. Shit. All of what he had said came flooding back to Harry at that moment and sobs of horror shook his body. He couldn't believe the fowl words that had rushed from his mouth. He'd told Tom to leave. Accused his best friend and his girlfriend of cheating.

Harry curled in on himself and began to rock in the most pitiful way. His hands balled into fists began to hit his head. Howls sprung from his lips in protest of his body's actions. But he couldn't stop-he deserved it. So he bit into his fist and pulled, he raised his left arm and hit his leg with all the strength he could muster, with his right hand he reached up and tugged some of his hair.

Dougie who had been stood silently just outside of the room peered in when he heard the noises coming from Harry's room. He gasped when he saw what Harry was doing to himself and ran in straight away and jumped on Harry. Grabbing his hands and yanking them away so he could no longer self inflict any injuries upon himself. Dougie held on to Harry and shuffled closer until he was able to pull Harry into a tight embrace, squashing his arms so that he couldn't hit himself anymore. This was the way that Dougie held him for the next hour until Harry fell into a fitful sleep. No words were exchanged. No words as Harry's eyes had been tightly closed the entire episode. Dougie couldn't even be sure if Harry had known who it was exactly that had held him.

There was a quiet knock on the door and Dougie lifted his head from the pillow that it had been resting on, to look up on the intruder, Danny.

Carefully and silently, Dougie checked that Harry was asleep and then lifted himself off the bed to join Danny.

"What do we do Dan?" Dougie ran his hands through his hair. He didn't know how to help his friend and that was the worst thing of all. The fact that he had never ever known anybody who had been raped, he didn't know where to begin.

"I dunno Doug. I mean he fucking hit Tom, God he hit him, he accused Elle, fuck Doug, what's happened to him?" Danny had never been so afraid in his life.

A noise came from the living room and both boys turned to see Tom appear with a small bag.

"Guys, I can't stay here right now, this isn't what he needs, if he sees me then he'll kick off again, I'll go stay with Jen for a few days until his family arrives." All the girls had already left, almost straight after they had left Harry's room. None of them wanted to be around for the next explosive meeting involving Harry.

"Tom, he didn't mean it, he knows Elle wouldn't cheat on him and just as importantly he knows that you would never do that to him. Please just stay here. Please!" Danny couldn't bear the idea of him and Dougie being the ones to contend with Harry. He knew that Harry had been through a lot and therefore having friends around him was the most important thing. But nothing, it seemed, could persuade Tom to stay as he headed to the door.

The first thing that Garry heard when he woke up was small voices saying "Bye Tom."

Sooooo? What did you think? To be perfectly honest I'm not sure about this chapter...I didn't really get into it...if that's possible? Ermmm let me know what you think anyways and what you would maybe like to happen because I LOVE! Writing this particular story but it's a shame because I don't seem able to handle it anymore. Somehow I think I've written off more that I can chew... :'( xx