Harry stopped after he had rounded the corner. The anger that was churning inside of him was starting to die away and he now felt guilty. He leant against the wall and tilted his head back. Drawing in a breath he knew that he had been so wrong to put something so personal on the internet. Even though he knew people would laugh it off as another 'Pudd' joke. He cursed himself for been so stupid. Dougie had obviously wanted to do this the right way and he'd just assumed it was fine. And as he thought about it, this was their first fight. Over something so...Well, petty really. Feeling rather guilty now he decided to go and apologise to Dougie. He walked back around the corner to discover Dougie wasn't there. He walked into the room where they had been previously but it was empty. When he walked back out the door he was met with Danny standing right behind him.
"We're leaving," Danny said.
"Right...Dougie on the bus?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Danny said and walked away. Harry silently followed Danny to the bus. He knew that Danny, and various others, knew about the fight. When he got onto the bus Danny nodded towards the sleeping quarters. Harry gave him a small, forced smile and walked to the bunks. When he walked in he saw Dougie lying on the bed, head in the pillows. Tom was sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing Dougie's back. Harry felt something stab at his heart. It should be him comforting Dougie, not Tom. Tom looked up but made no attempt to leave the two alone.
"Can me and Dougie talk please," Harry said.
"Yes," Tom replied but stayed sitting and rubbing Dougie's back.
"Alone..." Harry requested.
"I'll be just outside Dougie," Tom said before getting up and walking out but not once did he look at Harry. Harry sat down next to Dougie. He was unsure if he should touch Dougie or just talk, or even better he should just leave.
"Dougie...I'm sorry," Harry said. Dougie didn't move and so Harry continued. "I'm sorry that I posted our relationship on Twitter, I know it was the wrong thing to do. I also know that we had our first fight. I imagined we would never have fights, but I was only fooling myself. Of course we're going to fight. It upset me that we had to fight over such a trivial thing. But it isn't really trivial is it? I mean, it's our relationship that I was playing with. And I know that I want this...Us...To work. Because to be honest I don't think I could handle losing you Dougie. I've wanted you, needed you, for far too long and for it all to be over because of some silly argument would just be completely..."
Harry was stopped as Dougie suddenly pressed his lips to his. Harry hadn't even heard or seen Dougie sit up and was a bit surprised. He closed his eyes and fell into the kiss, letting Dougie's tongue slip into his mouth, loving the feeling and the taste.
"You talk too much," Dougie mumbled through the kiss. Harry smiled. Then Dougie pulled away from the kiss. "Thank you for apologising. But you're not fully forgiven yet,"
"Well. As long as I'm partly forgiven," Harry smiled then kissed Dougie again. This time his hands crept under Dougie's shirt to caress along his chest.
"You know what..." Dougie whispered as he began to feel desire run through his body.
"What?" Harry asked.
"I think I'm feeling a bit horny," Dougie growled and swung himself onto Harry's lap, pushing the older man onto the bunk. He drew the curtain for a bit of privacy, or as much as you can on a tour bus.