A/N = Hi people!

Im back! Sorry I couldn't upload on sunday and monday, but on sunday I was incredibly tired and couldn't get up with anything to write, and monday I had to work for school and had 3 hours of dance training... But today I forced myself to write a new chapter for you :)

It isn't great but I hope you like it anyway. I was very very tired while I wrote it so it's probably flooded with spelling mistakes and grammar errors XD Sorry for that! :P

OMG Im sooo worried about Dougie though! I really hope he's okay and when he gets back from the Priory he won't have to go back after the tour or something! Poor guy :(

I feel for him, I know what it's like to have your heart broken Dougie! :'(

Anyway. I hope you like this chapter. Let me know what you think ;)

Chapter 36

Tom's POV

Fletch answered his phone almost immediately.

'Tom? What's up?' He asked. He sounded worried and tired. He probably had been up all night, worrying sick about Dougie.

'Fletch. We need 3 million, but no bank wants to give us that much money. The few ones who are only even considering it want to speak to our management. Can you... maybe help us?' I asked awkwardly, and I saw Danny nod encouraging.

'Of course, Tom. Anything I can do to help you! Do you want me to call some banks then?' Fletch asked.

'Yes, that would be great.' I answered.

'I'll try my best. I'll get calling right away... Do you want me come over?' Fletch asked worried.

'No, sorry Fletch, but you can't come over, there is a camera in the livingroom...' I heard Fletch sigh on the other side.

'Oh yeah, right... Where are you now then? Can't they hear you?' He asked.

'No, we're in the kitchen right now. We've been kind of avoiding the living room.' I explained.

'Are you sure they can't hear you? Maybe it's better if you just text me from now on?' Fletch asked and I nodded.

'No they can't hear us, the kitchen is on the other side of the house. But yeah, okay, we'll do that then.'

'Okay, well, I'll get calling then, please keep me updated, guys.' Fletch said, then said goodbye and ended the phonecall. I turned to Danny and Harry.

'Fletch will try to get the money now, and he thinks it's better to text him from now on. Just to be sure, in case they can hear us...'

Danny gasped.

'Oh right! The camera! I had kind of forgotten about the damn camera! What if they could hear us?' He asked worried.

'Don't worry, they can't hear us from here. It's on the complete other side of the house, and to be honest, it's a pretty big house.' Harry said to calm him down, but Danny shook his head.

'Shit! What if they could hear us from our rooms? The livingroom is next to the stairs.' He asked panicked. Fear gripped my heart then. It was true. You could hear what happened upstairs from the livingroom when it was silent downstairs.

'He's right, Harry. When it's silent in the livingroom, you can hear people from upstairs!'

Harry shook his head though.

'You're being paranoid. A camera can't possibly register what happens upstairs, that's too far from it's reach. Don't worry, they can't hear us.'

'Are you sure?' Danny asked insecure. Harry nodded confidently.

'Yes, I'm absolutely sure they can't hear us when we're upstairs or here, in the kitchen.' Harry reassured us, and I sighed relieved.

'I think they only put up that camera to make sure we don't let other people in the house.' Harry explained and I nodded. That was a reasonable explanation, seeing how the back door of my house opened to the other side of the living room.

'That's weird, though. Because we can just call people. They didn't think of that then?' Danny asked confused. Harry shrugged.

'They are criminals... Criminals aren't the smartest people, Danny.' Even though the situation was serious, that remark made me laugh. Danny couldn't help but giggle, which set Harry off as well. For a minute we just giggled and laughed and looked at eachother, but when our giggles died silent again, the tension was back and we just sat in silence around the kitchen table.

'I hope Fletch can get the money soon...' Danny mumbled softly, breaking the silence after a few moments.

'Me too.' Harry sighed, then got to his feet.

'I'm going to get something to eat. Haven't had breakfast yet, and it's almost noon already! Anyone else want something?' Harry asked and I nodded.

'There's some tuna and rice in the fridge.' I said, not bothering to get up.

'Need some help?' Danny asked, but Harry shook his head. Lately we had all been addicted to tuna and rice, since we were trying to work out a bit and get a bit more buff in our time that we were free.

Harry took three cans of tuna and expertedly opened them with the canopener. He sighed while turning the can opener around.

'I miss Dougs.' He mumbled. 'I love how he always struggles with this thing, then gives up and lets me explain how it works for the hundreth time again.'

He smiled and looked at us.

'Don't you think that's just too cute?' He asked. I nodded, but said nothing. Harry looked at me a second, then put down the cans of tuna down on the sink and walked towards me.

'Tom... Can we just put yesterday behind us and get over it?' I looked at him shocked, not having expected that.

'I feel tension between us, and I don't want that. I'm sorry for what I said. You were right. Fletch deserved to know, and without him we can't get the money. So... I'm sorry Tom.' He said sincerely and then looked at me, waiting for an answer.

I smiled, touched, and got to my feet, then wrapped my arms around him.

'I'm sorry too, for not listening to you and just stubbornly telling him anyway.' I said, relieved he wasn't angry at me anymore and wanted to make up with me. He hugged me back and when he pulled back he grinned at me, then turned back to making tuna and rice for a very late breakfast which you could better call early lunch.

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