xxPUDDxx - haha! we'll have to wait and see if they get their act together or not xD

102 Harrys POV

I gave Dougie another smile, and squeeze, before letting him go before Tom and Danny got jealous or awkward. "so, who wants some pizza?" I asked, breaking the slightly awkward silence, breaking Danny from almost staring at Tom longingly. "yeah, okay." Danny nodded, scratching his arm as he sat down on the floor too. "celebratory massive pizza that we probably won't eat all of tonight, and will eat as breakfast?" Dougie suggested, making us all nod again.

I ordered the pizza, feeling quite confused when I realised I couldn't hear talking in the other room, why wasn't Danny trying to make conversation? He usually did, what had happened? And really, did I honestly want to know what had happened to the boys? In the end, after I got off the phone, I had to be the one to get a conversation going, and mostly, all I got was head shakes or nods from the boys sat on the floor, who looked like they weren't going to move any time soon. "right, Danny, come with me a minute, we need to talk." I dragged Danny into the kitchen, after seeing tears form in his eyes.

"dude, what the hell is up? You were fine the other day, whats happened?" I asked, hugging him close as his whole body convulsed over with a sob. "whoa, whats all this? Why are you crying? Danny, whats happened?" I asked, feeling Dannys large hands clinging to my shirt. "I-I, I screwed up! I screwed up so badly!" Danny cried, actually shaking in my arms. "huh? What did you do?" I rubbed his back soothingly, letting him grip me so tight it hurt. "I, I, I kissed him! I kissed him, t-told him I l-loved him...h-he didn't say it back! He doesn't love me anymore!" Dannys voice shook in time with his sobs, that were breaking my heart. "oh Danny, don't worry! Tom loves you, so much, I know he does! You know he's having a hard time with expressing himself, its just that okay? He does love you, I know he does." I comforted, hoping that actually was the truth. "b-but he didn't kiss back either! He just sat there! I just, he, he did nothing! He doesn't want me anymore!" Dannys legs gave out, so now I was supporting all his weight, sobbing so hard. "hey, don't say that! You know what Toms like at the moment, he will kiss back soon! Just give him a little time, okay? You shocked him, its been a while since he's been kissed properly like that, hasn't it? It must have shocked him, so he couldn't kiss back." I sighed as Dougie came in, coming over straight away to give us both a hug.

Again, Danny explained through his cries about what happened last week, clinging to the both of us, curling up in our arms, crying hysterically for Tom, who was ironically, the only one not in the room, unable to help Danny feel loved.

103 Toms POV

I must have sat there in the corner of the front room for 20 minutes before I realised something must be up. First Harry drags Danny out of the room (hand in hand, fingers entwined, might I add) then Dougie tries to make more failed conversation with me, then says he's getting us beer and walks out, and none of them had come back yet. I was literally sat, holed up in my corner, hugging my knees on my own while everyone else was in the kitchen.

Curiosity got the better of me, so I carefully crawled on my hands and knees over to the door, so I could peak through to see what was happening in there. To be honest, I wasn't shocked by what I saw, just hurt. In the kitchen, Danny was sat in Harrys lap, cuddled up in his arms, his back to me. Harry was holding him tight, and Dougie had an arm around the both of them, they looked like such a unit, and it broke my heart. They wanted to hug each other and be their usual selves, but felt like they couldn't around me, they were trying to hide their relationship from me. They were still protecting my feelings, so I didn't feel like an outsider to them, because I wasn't a part of the threesome they had created. So they had to hide in their kitchen and hug instead, lie to me and say they were getting food or drink just so I didn't know what was going on behind my back. My heart shattered in guilt, and I felt like I wanted to start crying again, I couldn't be here anymore, I couldn't be in this house, it wasn't right. Surely the door was still unlocked, maybe I could just slip out and go home, no-one would have noticed or cared really.

Carefully, I crawled towards the door, finding that it was unlocked, slipping out almost silently before walking home, my head hung in shame. Carrie had left 3 days ago, so I was greeted with an empty house, even Marvin had skulked off somewhere. Good, I liked my own company anyway, I didn't need anyone...much.

Hours past, and no-one turned up for me, like I expected, I could imagine what everyone was doing now. There was probably a party going on at Harry and Dougies house, them and Danny dancing the night away, laughing, joking, drinking beer, kissing. Jealousy spiked inside me, there hadn't even been a mention of my kiss with Danny, he was probably ashamed of doing it, kissing the man he only felt pity for. I just hoped he never did it again, because I wouldn't be able to stand it if he carried on kissing me, I would have to kiss back, and make him think that I didn't know this was all just a lie.

A text message interrupted my thoughts, it was from Danny. 'come back please, we've finished talking, sorry for leaving you for so long, we didn't mean it honey xxx.' It read, making me even more angry with myself, and even a little bit angry at Danny. He had realised that I wasn't hiding in a corner anymore and was STILL trying to make it seem like I was actually wanted in this band! I wasn't going back, no way, they could all spend the night together, I would be fine by myself, here, on my own, isolated from everything. I wanted to text back with a defiant 'no' but decided against it, knowing I would be dragged back round again and cause another awkward atmosphere. I seemed to be creating them a lot, stopping my apparent friends from enjoying new year together before being forced to spend more time with me.

'I'm going to bed' was what actually texted back with, hoping it would be enough to keep everyone away. 'okay see you in the morning, happy new year love you, xxxx' was the reply, and I couldn't help but think, how would it be a happy year when all I seemed to do was mess everything up?