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22 Toms POV

Carrie left at 9 that evening, leaving me alone in the hospital, surrounded by the white walls and beeping noises. Within the space of an hour, I managed to freak myself out completely, scared witless that someone was going to phone Danny and tell him where I was. If he found out, he would come here, and have to pretend to care, pretend to love me, have to actually talk and look at me. I didn't want him to have to do that, he was happy now, he had his boyfriends, he didn't need to have his ex fake boyfriend dragging him down.

I had to get out of here, before someone phoned him, or someone from the mental health unit came along to talk to me, they wouldn't see that this way was the best for everyone, they would see me as crazy. I wasn't crazy! I was just making sure that my best friends were happy, and they were happy without me, so I wasn't going to disturb or make them pretend anymore.

Carefully, after a nurse had come in and did one last check on me and tucked me in had gone, I put my plan into action. The blinds were drawn and the curtains were closed, so I wasn't going to be seen. With a shaking hand I reached up and turned off the machines, crossing my fingers that they wouldn't send alarm bells off, luckily, they didn't, so I pulled the wires off my chest and took the needle out of my hand. Then I quickly rushed to get changed into the clothes Carrie had brought with her, and grabbed the bag she had also brought, sneaking out of my room. But before I left, I quickly left behind a note from my lyric book, 'I'm sorry, bye' was the only thing written on it, so hopefully Carrie would know it was for her, she was going to be free of me now. There was no-one here on the ward, so I walked pretty calmly away, thinking that it was better than I was acting like I was just visiting someone and had stayed late than someone who was trying to escape.

Somehow, I made it through the hospital and out the car park without anyone noticing me. Thats when I started running, not wanting to tempt fate and actually be seen. I actually ran the whole way until I reached my car, jumping in and driving off from my spot, thinking that someone would figure out that this was where I was hiding. Eventually, I found another spot like my last one, parked up and let myself breathe at last. That had been close, none of the nurses or doctors that had passed me had known who I was, or that I was supposed to be a patient. I smiled, I had been invisible, like I always wanted to be, it had worked! But now I had to be super careful, and really try to not get caught, they would send me straight back to the hospital, and probably to mental health doctors. So I had to be completely invisible now, and not phone anyone, or see anyone, no more visits to Carrie, no more trying to see the guys, and keep the cash with drawls to a bare minimum. This was going to be hard, now that people were now probably looking for me, but it was worth it, it was worth it to know that Danny was happier now, thats what mattered, that Danny, Harry, Dougie and Carrie were happy now.

23 Harrys POV

In the morning, we got a frantic phone call from Carrie, she was talking so fast I couldn't even understand her. "whoa, whoa, whoa! Carrie slow down and take a deep breath, whats happened?" I slowed her, rubbing sleep away from my eyes. "Tomwasinhospitalandiwenthome lastnightandnowhesnothereand ireallyreallyneedyouguyshere now!" Carrie explained, and I still barely understood her. "okay calm down, we'll come over to yours and talk to you there, okay? Your making no sense!" I tried my hardest to keep myself calm, all I heard was 'Tom' and 'hospital' those things in the same sentence scared the hell out of me.

"I'm not at home! I'm at the hospital!" Carrie sighed, I could hear how stressed she was. "alright, give us 20 minutes." I hung up and explained to Danny and Dougie what that was about. "Tom...hospital? he-he was in hospital?" Danny paled, eyes wide with pure fear. "yeah, I think so. We've got to go and meet Carrie there, I'm not sure what happened, but whatever it is, its freaked her out." I explained, pocketing my phone and pulling on my shoes, thankful that I had already eaten breakfast. "w-what if h-he's dying? Harry, I can't have another day like yesterday!" Danny whimpered, clinging to Sonic again. "Danny, we don't know whats gone on, and we'll find out soon enough. Toms probably not dying, you never know, Tom might just be in hospital because Carrie has brought him there!" I sighed, knowing the car journey was going to be hell. "yeah but why would she be that stressed if that was true?!" Dougie agreed with Danny, looking to me for a sensible answer.

I had nothing, and could only say that we had to get in the car, and we'll find out there. The drive was hell, with the youngest of all four of us (yes, I still thought of us as a four, just with one that was...on holiday) panicking the whole way, scared witless that Tom was in serious danger of dying and yesterday was going to be repeated. They literally ran over to a crying Carrie as soon as I parked the car, I followed along behind, trying to work out what the girl was saying.

"he-he, he was here last night, and he's gone! He's gone, and only left this behind!" Carrie showed us the piece of paper from Toms lyric book, 'I'm sorry, bye' scrawled in his scruffy writing. "sh*t, now whats he doing?" I swore, my thoughts frantically whizzing all over the place, wondering what the hell Tom was up to, running off like this. "what did the doctors say yesterday?" Danny asked, barely keeping in tears. "the doctor thought he had tried to commit suicide, but he didn't! He came to me, so I could help him! He doesn't want to die! A-and the doctor said, he wanted to get one of the shrinks to see him! He was so upset, he said he didn't want to see them! That must have made him run off!" Carrie explained, and I could almost feel our joint heart break at the suicide thing.

"h-how is he trying to kill himself?" Danny shook next to me, paling so much his freckles looked black. "he's, he's cutting himself. Theres, like, 15 cuts on his wrists. I'm sorry, if I had known, I would have sent him straight to someone who could help him! I don't know what he's going to do now! I wish I even knew where he was!" Carrie panicked, hugging herself, bottom lip quivering.