thank you all again for your comments!

partygirlgrace - Tom does need to realise it, but he probably won't yet :/

xxPUDDxx - i'll see what i can do... maybe, mwhahaha xD

El-Poynterx - we'll have to wait and see if he comes back! :)

Neon Douche - haha! same here!

28 Toms POV

I woke up and groaned, my back was hurting so much, and actually, my whole body ached. What had I done last night? Oh yeah, slept on the back seat of the car again. It always hurt when I did that, but I couldn't do anything about it, just dealt with it.

After I had woken up a little, I turned on the car, wanting a little bit of warmth, because it was raining outside and it was freezing! I was shocked to find that it was actually my birthday, meaning almost a year had passed since I had first run off! Time really did fly then, because wow, I wasn't expecting that! I wondered if anybody else had realised, or had forgotten like I had, surely no-one had remembered, everyone was probably busy with their lives.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I turned on my phone, finding I had over 50 texts, dating back months, from the last time since I turned my phone on. I deleted the lot of them, knowing they were only from Carrie, telling me to come home, blah, blah, blah. The same talk she always gave me whenever I saw her, now with maybe a little more desperation in it because I wasn't actually there. I was brought out of my musings by feeling my phone vibrate again, signalling another text.

It was from Danny, and it was a picture of something. Opening it, I found it was a picture of a Star Wars blanket, the text underneath read: 'happy birthday Tom, I knew I would remember! 33' the hearts stung and warmed my heart at the same time, but he was still pretending to love me! Why the hell was he still trying to make me believe that he loved me?! F*cking hell, it had almost been a year and he still hadn't forgotten me yet? How could he forget everything else but not me? And why was it this year that he remembered my birthday, every other year he got either the wrong day, or the wrong month! How did he even remember it this time?! I was so angry with myself, so, so angry with myself for not trying hard enough, for making Danny still remember who I was, and what day it is, making him buy me something, even though I wasn't even there to have it! I was so stupid, so freaking pathetic and such a useless failure! Tears stung my eyes and I scrambled to find my razor and towel again, to punish myself for not doing the simplest thing in the world. Making Danny Jones, legendarily stupid guitarist, who forgot everything, to forget his fake boyfriend.

I put the blade to my arm, ready to start pressing down, when another text came through, again, it was from Danny, and I stopped to read it. Might as well do all the punishing in one go, instead of doing one now and another in 10 minutes or whatever. 'Tom, I know your probably not going to read this, but I'm going to tell you anyway, in case you do. Happy birthday, I love you, I really love you Tom, and I wish you would come home. I know I'm not the best boyfriend in the world, I normally can't even remember your middle name (its Michael, I know it this time! Promise baby) or your birthday (its today, I remembered that too, I'm getting better, slowly, but I'm getting better). But I want you to know that I love you, and I miss you, every day, all the time. I would write you a song, but I'm not good at lyrics, thats your speciality, your the best song writer I know, so any song I could come up with would be awful compared to your amazing ability. This probably sounds really cheesy, but I can't help it, I am really cheesy when it comes to love. I'm not going to ask you to come home either, because I know you don't really want to, but I'm asking you to be safe, and to try and not hurt yourself. I want you to be happy baby, cause when your happy, I'm happy, so I hope if you read this, you feel a little happier, be safe please. Rat Leg Danny xxxxxx'

Reading through the text (that took two pages up) made me sob, he was trying to be so heartfelt and so much like my Danny that it actually hurt me. He was still trying to make me happy, and be that way beyond perfect guy I had been proud to call my boyfriend. Even after all this time, after moving on to a new relationship, he still was trying to pretend to me. What hurt the most was that he was saying that he loved me, and that I was the amazing one out of the two of us, when clearly he was the amazing one who shouldn't have to pretend to love someone like me. "you idiot, oh your stupid f*cking idiot!" I growled to myself, chucking my phone across the car and grabbing my razor again, needing to feel that skin split underneath my hand and ease the pain from my mistakes.

So I cut, 3 gashes along my arm, not deep enough to cause enough bleeding to cause another accident like last time, but enough to punish myself for being such a d*mn failure.

29 Harrys POV

Me and Dougie also texted Tom, saying that we loved him and we hoped he was happy. Obviously, we didn't get a reply, but we hoped all the same that Tom had at least read them, and felt a little better because of them. Danny had spent the day wrapping Toms present up, making it look as good as possible, wrapping it up in different wrapping paper, then taking it all off again, trying to make it look 'as perfect as Tom was and deserved'.

I let him get on with it, because it least he wasn't panicking and freaking out, or crying. "do you think he's happy?" Danny asked around 3, fiddling with the bow on top of the box with the blanket in. "maybe, I dunno." I shrugged, not wanting to disappoint him. "I bet those texts made him at least smile, and I hope he likes his present, though he doesn't actually have it." Danny smiled a little, looking around the whole of the present, making sure it was perfect. "yeah, I bet they did. I'm sure he liked your present, you always get the best presents for him. He always like yours the best, I'm sure he likes it, and can't wait to have it. I bet you, the minute he gets it, he'll wrap himself in it and not let it go." I made him smile some more.

"yeah, probably will, he'll probably sleep with it too, to keep the monsters away." Danny shook his head, smiling lovingly at the present, like it was actually Tom there. "thats our Tom, gets a comfy blanket and falls asleep." Dougie giggled a little, playing with Toms toy he had nicked. "exactly, bet you he'll fall asleep within minutes after he gets it, he's probably tired. I hope he spends today sleeping, he probably needs it... the present isn't right, I'm redoing it." Dannys smile dropped, tearing the paper off the box. "how many times have you redone that present? It was fine the way it was!" I changed the subject, not wanting to depress Danny more. "7 times, and it was fine, but it has to be perfect, because Tom is perfect. He deserves perfect things, like perfectly wrapped presents." Danny answered, grabbing more wrapping paper.

"what else have you got him? I know you haven't just gotten him that, you've gotten him something else, haven't you?" I knew how Danny always wanted to spoil Tom to the maximum of his abilities. "yeah, I did, I bought him a little teddy, cause he always likes teddies. The room isn't as dark when theres teddies around." Danny quoted Tom perfectly, showing us a little teddy bear, in a little Back To The Future tshirt. It was light brown, and only small, but just about perfect size to cuddle with. "its cute, Tom will surely love it." I smiled in encouragement, watching as Danny put it on top of the blanket in the box, and lovingly wrapped it back up again.