LittleLouiseeee - same here! i was in love with it from the second i heard it! i can't wait for the proper music video! :D
monkeywaiters - thank you so much! :D
25 Harry's POV
Seeing Tom in the rear view mirror was awful, seeing him struggle and seemingly scream at the orderlies, running to the fence in tears, it was horrible. I wanted to stop the car and go back, go and get him and bring him home. The tears on Tom's face broke my heart, seeing how scared he looked as he practically tried to climb the fence, sobbing his poor heart out. I could see him start to be dragged away before I turned the corner, his tiny body going out of view as we drove away from him...again.
Danny turned around when I turned another corner, so the hospital wasn't even in view anymore, tears streaming down his face. "at least we made him happy for a few hours, and gave him a good time today." I encouraged, trying to see the bright side...it didn't work, at all. "but now look! He's screaming and crying out for us! For me! And I'm just walking away and letting him scream in there! They're probably going to punish him again somehow, which is going to scare the living cr*p out of him! Its not fair!" Danny cried, "its exactly like two years ago! Tom's scared and alone! Without no-one to hold him and tell him that its going to be okay! How can I just sit here, knowing that he was scared, and alone? Its Tom, I can't just sit here, knowing how scared he is!" he carried on, tears streaming down his face.
"we have to Danny, Tom's going to get used to it soon." I sighed, pulling the car over to climb out and over to Danny, hugging him close. "he's got to! It hurts so much to leave him to scream and cry!" Danny's tears soaked my shirt, he was practically choking on his sobs, heaving in wet breaths. And he ended up crying every single day, whenever he saw Tom cry when we left. Tom couldn't just get used to us leaving, he couldn't stand it, he hated being separated from us, even more than we hated being away from him. So when we did see him, he got more clingy with us, making sure we were all surrounding him, holding him close in some way. Most of the time, Tom ended up laying across our laps, looking sorry for himself. On the plus side, Tom liked to talk more, and apparently did start to spend more time in the art room, he didn't like the music room though. Apparently 'it wasn't right unless it was his own instruments' and 'it didn't feel right unless we were there too' which was fair enough, at least he was happy to go and do something in a different room. He wouldn't speak much to other patients, but, at least he was in the same room as other people.
"guys, you do like me, don't you?" Tom suddenly said, during one of his nightly phone calls. "what?! Of course we do! We love you Tom! Why would you even ask that?!" I almost shouted before anyone else got a word out. "I don't... I just, it doesn't matter." Tom sighed, sounding so sad. "it does matter! Tommy, don't ever think that we don't love you, just because we're at home and you're there doesn't mean that we don't love and care about you. You're my boyfriend, I love you so much." Danny jumped in, whimpering quietly to himself. "you're our best friend Tom, you mean everything to all of us. Don't think that we don't love you, cause we do, so much." Dougie carried on, looking like he wanted to jump through the phone to where Tom was, and give him a huge hug.
"okay..." Tom trailed off, he sounded so unbelievably awkward, like he had no idea what to say to us. "has something happened Tommy?" Danny asked, obviously sensing something wrong. "no, no. Nothings happened. I'm fine, I just...needed to hear that." Tom whispered. "alright, you can tell us though, if something does happen, you know that right?" I asked, needing to make sure that Tom did know he could still talk to us if he needed it. "yeah, I know. I'm fine, really, I am... I've got to go now, its dinner time." Tom sighed loudly, he didn't like mealtime there, at all. "okay, be good Tommy, I love you. I'll see you tomorrow, alright?" Danny managed a weak smile, starting to chew on his sleeve. "yeah, I lo-, I like you guys too." Tom choked again, hanging up again.
26 Dougie's POV
Danny sighed loudly as Tom hung up, practically tearing his sleeve he was chewing on it so hard. "do you think something actually did happen?" I asked, leaning back on Harry, trying to feel comforted somehow. "yeah, I do. There's got to be a reason why Tom asked that." Danny bit his lip, scratching at his arm harshly. "dude stop it!" I shouted, realising that Danny had been scratching his arm on and off for a while. "huh? Oh, right, sorry." Danny sighed, fiddling with his fingers. "its alright, just try to cheer up a bit. I know its hard, but it'll get better." Harry encouraged, I swear he said that speech at least twice a day.
"yeah, its supposed to get better every day, but it never does! Tom is still stuck inside a psych ward, wanting to just come home and feel safe, while we're all being told that he's just not getting any better! He's getting more and more scared and starting to feel that we don't love him or want him anymore, and there's nothing we can do about it! All that happens when we try to talk to someone they just say that it'll get better in time, and that Tom can't leave, he has to stay to get better. And I want him to get better, so much, I want him to be happy again! I want the loud Tom I used to know back, the one who smiled and gave the best hugs, and told me that I was stupid but he loved me anyway. I want the Tom who told me he loved me back. But I don't want to see him in this much pain and distress either!" Now Danny looked like he wanted to cry.
"dude, don't cry, please, don't cry. We'll get him back, he'll tell you he loves you again, he'll smile, give the best hugs, and tell you that you're stupid but he loves you anyway. Its just going to take a long time, but we'll get him back, don't worry, we'll get him back." I managed to pull Danny upright, hugging him before he burst into another set of tears, which would undoubtedly start us off too.
"but when?! How long is it going to take for Tom to feel alright again? Is he ever going to get better, or is he going to fight every single step of the way until he just completely snaps?" Danny whimpered, obviously biting back tears. "he will get better, I promise. The ward won't let Tom completely snap, they're the best people to be looking after him right now. Tom's already shown a bit of improvement, he's more vocal now, which is a start, isn't it?" Harry encouraged, rubbing Danny's back gently.
"yeah, I guess. This still is awful, knowing we can't make it any easier on Tom, he needs some sort of love, even when we're not there. He's just a scared little boy, he needs some love and someone comforting with him, thats all. He'll be so much better if they just gave him some comfort instead of just expecting Tom to just be perfectly fine with things!" Danny explained, slumping on the sofa, he actually looked so small for once. Danny never looked small, he always looked, well, normal sized. But just then, he looked tiny, like the scared little boy he described Tom as.