For the next week I avoided Danny like the plague. Any interview or photo shoot I made sure I was on the complete opposite side of him. I even started eating earlier so I wouldn't have to sit at the table with the rest of them but you know what sucks about all of this? It was killing me to stay so far from him.

Danny always knew how to make me feel better when I was down. He knew just what to say or do to put a smile on my face and though Harry was there he was no Danny. I wanted so badly to be downstairs with them, to enjoy the movie that they were watching like we once did but instead I made the excuse that I needed to pack for our upcoming trip to America. We were going to be in a movie. How cool is that? Way cool, I know.

I looked around my room, only one of my bags packed with clothes. I didn't feel like packing, I didn't feel like much of anything anymore; I emotionally and physically drained from our busy schedule.

A knock on my door drew my out of my gloomy mind set and I walked over to my door but didn't dare open it in fear that it was Danny. "Who is it?"

"Dougs, open the door. I need to talk to you."

I banged my head on the door lightly, squeezing my eyes shut but yet I reluctantly opened the door.

I stood aside to let him entered. He didn't go to far, only a few feet past the door before turning to face me, his face serious. "Did we do something to upset you?"

I shut my door behind me, looking down at my hands anxiously. "No. Why would you say that?" I mumbled, trying to avoid the whole situation.

Tom sighed and sat down on the edge of my bed, patting the space next to him silently asking me to sit next to him. I shuffled over and sat down beside him, my eyes still fascinated with my hands. "I'm not an idiot. I can see how uncomfortable you've been for the past few weeks. Now what's going on with you?" He asked, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged. "Nothing."

"We haven't done anything to upset you? Danny hasn't?"

"W-why would you say Danny?" I questioned, glancing at him quickly.

"He seems to think you're avoiding him specifically but you've been avoiding all of us." He bend lower so he could see my face. "You're always up here and I don't want to make you feel like a child but I'm worried about you."

I looked into his caring brown eyes and smiled sadly. How badly I wanted to tell him what was going on in my mind. About my feelings. "I-" I could trust Tom with anything but at the same time I couldn't risk Danny finding out. "I'm just homesick, that's all." I frowned.

Tom nodded and put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into him in a comforting gesture. "We're all homesick, mate." He said softly. "But we're a family now and we need to stick to together and trust each other. If you ever have a problem you should know that you can come to us, okay?" He shook me lightly.

I nodded, lying my head on his shoulder.

We sat there for a few minutes, not moving or speaking, just letting things sink in. Finally, Tom straightened and removed his arm. "Come downstairs with me. It's movie night and you are required to be there. No exceptions."

I tensed. Danny would be there. I could feel my stomach drop at the thought of being in a dark room with him. "I don't know." I said, scooting away from him. "I have a lot of packing to do and-"

"Did I not say no exceptions?" Tom countered, standing up and pulling me up with him. "You are going downstairs with me and we are all watching a movie." He guided me out the door and down the hall. "I'll even let you pick out the movie." He whispered in my ear as if that encouraged my to take the terrifying steps down the stairs.

When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Tom stepped around me and walking into the living room leaving me alone in the hallway with my mental debate of whether I should take off back up to my room or brave the movie. My decision was made for me when Tom's blonde head poked around the door frame and waved me in. I smiled weakly and entered the living room, my eyes trained on the floor as I immediately felt all eyes on me.

"Look who decided to join us." Harry said, brushing past me as he too just entered the room. I followed his feet as he walked over to the couch and sat beside another pair of shoes. Danny's.

"Dougie decided to join us because I promised he could pick the movie." Tom said, standing over by out DVD cabinet.

"Thank God!" Danny said, making my heart leap. "I may just cry if we had to watch Back to the Future again."

"Hey!" Tom yelled. "Be grateful that movie was made or we could very well be called Yoda!"

I could help but start laughing with the others at Tom's comment. Only Tom could come up with something like that.

"Alright, shut up." Tom mumbled and I could almost feel the embarrassment radiating off him. "What are we watching, Doug?"

"Um…I'm always up for watching the Turtles."

"Turtles it is." I looked up finally to see Tom pulling out the DVD case. "Take a seat and we'll get the this started." He declared, flipping off the lights and going over to the T.V.

I nodded and turned to go sit on the chair only to find Tom had set his blanket on it and his drink on the end table claiming it as his for the night leaving to sit on the couch. I looked over to see that Harry and Danny both where already sitting there. They both shifted down making room for me to sit in between the two which made matters more awkward as I sat down, my legs cramped between them. This was the closes I've been to Danny in nearly a month and it was making me panic every time his leg shifted against mine or his arm touched mine. I tried to create some distance between us only to end up rubbing against Harry was all to pleased to object.

This was going to be a long night.