Dougie and Tom started out their night by picking up Harry.
They drove to Harry's around 8:30, assuming he would be ready since they were a half an hour late already anyway.
They pulled into his parking lot and walked to the door. They walked up to the buzzer and got Harry to come down.
"Hey guys. Thanks for inviting me!" Harry smiled. He looked really grungy.
Tom nodded awkwardly and followed Harry and Dougie to his mini.
He got in the car and stared at Harry. He was still amazing.
"How was the dinner with your mum, Harry?" Dougie smiled from the passenger seat.
Harry looked at him wondering how he knew.
"Tom told me". Dougie noticed the awkward look on his face.
"Oh, well...it was nice. She's a nice lady, she is". Harry smiled nicely.
Tom drove them across town to the hotel Danny was staying at.
Tom sighed, "I hope he's waiting outside. I don't want to go in".
"I'll call him". Dougie looked happy.
Dougie dialed his number. Danny answered his phone imediately.
"Taco Bell?" Danny yelled.
"Yo, Danny! It's Dougie, can you meet us outside the hotel? We don't want to go inside". Dougie waited.
"Yeah, yeah! I'll be out there, when will you be here?"
"We'll be there in about three minutes". Dougie announced.
"Kay! I'll get clothes on, then...bye".
Danny hung up the phone.
"What'd he say?" Tom asked.
"He'll be out there". Dougie blushed.
Tom laughed and pulled into the parking lot. "Go in, Dougie, he's not freakin' out here!"
Dougie looked annoyed as he got out of the car.
He walked into the hotel and asked where Danny Jone's room was.
"Room 324, sir". The man was nice enough.
"Thanks..." Dougie ran up the stairs as fast as he could go before he realized the hotel had an elevator.
Dougie sighed and kept running.
He reached the third floor and got to room 324. "Danny's room..." He stood there, catching his breath.
When he caught his breath he knocked on the door. Nothing happened.
He went to knock again before the door flew open.
Danny answered the door with nothing on but a top hat and a pimp cane.
"They call me Mr. Monopoly". Danny looked suductive.
"What the hell, Danny!?" Dougie closed his eyes.
Danny laughed and pulled him closer with the cane. "Come in, Dougie".
Dougie pulled away with all his might. "No, Danny. Come on, we need to go. Tom and Harry are waiting for us in the car".
"They'll be fine. Promis". Danny was trying hard to prusuade him.
"No, Danny. I don't want to do this. I just want to be friends".
Danny narrowed his eyes. "Fine".
He closed his door in Dougie's face. Dougie didn't know weather to go back to the car or wait by the door.
He argued with himself for so long, Danny came out, fully dressed, and yanked him by the arm to the car.
'This is going to be a long night...' Dougie thought.
They pulled into a club.
"This club looks familiar.." Dougie announced.
"It's where I found you that night, Doug", Danny looked at Dougie with a little sad in his eyes.
Dougie looked at the dirty building again. "I guess it is, isn't it..." Dougie hated that building.
Harry grabbed Dougie's arm and walked him into the loud club playing techno music. Dougie hated that place.
He recignized the bartender as the same one who was working when he first went there.
"Let's get some drinks, eh?" Danny suggested.
"I don't drink", Tom said proudly.
"Me either", Dougie lied. He didn't want to be drunk around Danny.
"I certainally do!" Harry yelled.
Danny shrugged as he followed Harry to the bar.
"I didn't know you didn't drink!" Tom yelled over the music.
"Yeah, I'm trying to stop. Apperently it's bad for you". Dougie said in Tom's ear.
Tom laughed, looking like a muted TV to Dougie.
"Do you want to dance?" Dougie asked Tom.
Tom shrugged and pulled him to the dance floor.
They danced for two songs before walking back to where Harry and Danny were sitting.
"Where were you guys??" Danny yelled.
"Why? Jealous?" Tom pulled Dougie close to him.
Danny rolled his eyes. "Hardly". Dougie was hurt.
Danny stood up and yanked Tom away from Dougie and into a passionate kiss.
Tom pulled away. "What the hell, Danny?"
Danny shrugged and sat back down. Dougie sat down on the end of the booth across from Danny, next to Tom.
"What's wrong, Dougie?" Danny cocked his head to the side.
Dougie glared, then straightened out his face. "Nothing. Nothing at all. I'm going back to the dance floor". Dougie walked away.
Danny looked disapointed. He drank immensly and followed Dougie to the floor.
He found Dougie and pulled him close to dance.
Dougie danced with him for a song, before he went to sit down once again.
Danny grabbed his arm and turned him back around. "You're not done yet, are you?" Danny looked sad.
"Yeah, Danny, I'm tired. I'm just gonna go sit down for a bit". Dougie started to walk back to the table when he turned around to see Danny kissing another guy. Dougie got a stinging pain in his stomach and throat. He didn't know why it was affecting him at all. He ended it. He said he only wanted to be friends. Why did he still feel this way?
He ran to the bar and ordered seven shots of tequila. He guzzled all of them down within seconds.
He stumbled back to the booth and sat down next to Tom, who was drinking a non-alcoholic drink.
He leaned on Tom, and mumbled random things that didn't make sense.
"Dougie.." Tom started. "Are you drinking?"
Dougie looked up and smiled at Tom before kissing him.
Tom was into the kiss. He liked Dougie. He kissed him back untill Dougie broke the kiss by trying to take his shirt off.
Tom snapped back to reality when he realized Dougie was drunk, and this would be taking advantage of that. He didn't want their relationship to be that way.
"Dougie, stop", Tom finally said.
"Nahhh, I wan ya Tm", Dougie slurred.
"No, Dougie. You're drunk. I'll drive you home, but that's it. You need to sleep", Tom looked concerned.
Dougie leaned into Tom one more time.
Tom pushed him away. "No, Dougie. Not right now".
Dougie stood up and walked out of the club.
Tom went running after him. "Dougie! I'll take you home!"
"You don't like me, Tom. You wont even kiss me". Dougie looked hurt...and drunk. Mostly drunk.
"I do like you, Dougie. You're just drunk off your ass right now..." Tom looked understanding and kind. "I'll take you home".
Dougie nodded and got into his car.
Tom ran back inside and told Harry and Danny what was going on. Danny agreed to call a cab and Harry would go with him.
"You guys can crash at my house afterwords if you'd like". Tom handed them a peice of paper with his adress on it. "Put it in your pocket and if you can't remember my adress, just hand this to the driver. He'll get you there safe". Tom smiled and walked out to drive Dougie home.
He got in the car to find Dougie poking the window, sitting in the passenger's seat. "Mmm" He mumbled.
Tom laughed silently. "Let's go home".