i'm so sorry for not adding yesterday! i was at after school chemistry revision for tomorrow's a level exam, and was completely wiped out by the time i got home, so i completely forgot! :/

34 Dougies POV

I reluctantly let Harry go, not wanting too, wanting to just stay in this bubble consisting of only the two of us. But I had to let him go, so we could celebrate with Danny the good news. I hopped off of the counter, grabbing the beer and walking up the stairs with Harry to see Danny, who was sitting on the sofa, bouncing in excitement. "I've put on one of our home movies! Hurry up and sit down!" Danny explained, moving to sit on the comfy chair him and Tom always sat on.

We handed him a bowl, and I sat down on Harrys lap, encasing myself in my arms, grinning as Danny pressed play. The home movie he had chosen was one of his favourites, because it was the most recent one, before Tom got depressed. Danny had the camera, and was trying to film Tom. "Danny s*d off! I'm trying to draw!" Tom smiled shyly, looking up from his lyric book. "no! Say something good for the camera!" Danny giggled, zooming in on Toms face. "Dannys is gay." Tom said bluntly, sticking his tongue out. "only with you beautiful! " Dannys reply was instant, and after some jiggling, his face came into view as he kissed Tom gently. "Dan, not on camera! What if someone sees?" Tom blushed deep red, looking away from the grinning brunette. "I don't care if someone sees, I love you and I want people to know." Danny giggled, and they kissed again.

"thats gunna be us soon, we'll do that again soon." Danny smiled, hugging his knees with wide eyes. "Danny, don't get your hopes up too much. You don't know what state he's gunna be in when he comes back. He might not want to be a couple straight away, your gunna have to give him some space first, and then see what he wants." Harry warned, not wanting to crush his hope, but not wanting to have his heart broken if Tom rejected him. "I know, but I want him to be my boyfriend again, I've missed him so much over the past year. I might not be able to help myself when I see him." Danny confessed, fiddling with his fingers. "none of us will Dan, we've all missed him, but we have to restrain ourselves. Look, if Tom doesn't react to you hugging him then hug him, if he reacts badly, then stay back. Thats the best thing I can think of." Harry sighed, squeezing me as I realised things were going to be a lot harder than just finding Tom and going back to normal, it was going to be a lot harder than that.

35 Toms POV

Before I knew it, two more weeks past and it had been exactly a year since I had run off, and still I hadn't been found. I was even worse off now, because I knew the police were tracking me, keeping their eyes peeled so they could descend on me and take me back to the hospital and ruin everything. I didn't dare go back to my car, knowing they were watching it, so I had been actually sleeping on the streets. My clothes had now torn almost beyond recognition, my left shoe had a hole in and my glasses had broken, to say the least I was really in trouble now.

It made me half want to be found, just so I could get some more clothes and have a shower, and maybe replace my glasses so I could actually see something clearly, instead of having to depend on only 1 eye. Mickey Mouse had also broken, his ear had come off and he was losing his stuffing, luckily, I now kept him in my bag, along with his ear, so I didn't lose more of him while I was running from the police.

At the moment, I was in Covent Gardens, hiding in a dark alley way that no-one went through anymore, there was something big going on here, and I was slightly curious what it was. Carefully, I looked out of my hiding spot to look at the big open area where everyone was, seeing that it was crawling with policemen and women! Sh*t there was no way I could get out of here in time! They were going to find me in here! No, no, no, no! I panicked, what was I going to do? Could I make a run for it now while they were all standing about and looking in the same place? I had managed it before, could I do it again? This time I was weaker, I hadn't eaten in three days, would I be able to run fast enough to out run about 50 people? If I went now, I could, they wouldn't even notice me running away from them.

Checking to see if anyone was coming, I ran, sprinting across the alley and away from the danger, and not stopping running until I found another alley far away from them. I bent over coughing, dropping to my knees in exhaustion, knowing I was weak. I needed food if I was going to carry on running, but where from? I couldn't exactly just walk into a Tesco and get a sandwich, then I would be on camera, and I would be found! Also, my money had run out, getting some from a cash point while being surrounded by police was a suicidal act! I was going to have to lay low and just forget about eating for the third day running.

Somehow, I managed to stay hidden for a few hours, before I moved again, running to another alley way, even further away from Covent Gardens, ending up in the West End. I was so thankful I knew my way around here, having grown up acting in shows and watching them ever since I was a child, so I knew all the back alleys like the back of my hand. Pulling my hood up, I hurried past Wicked, Billy Elliot and Oliver, managing to blend in with everyone else, like I wasn't a crazy run away who was thought to be suicidal. I wasn't suicidal, I was just in need of punishing for all the bad things and I just cut too deep that one time, it wasn't my fault. Okay, it was, but not completely, if I just cut a little less deep, then I was going to be fine.

"Tom?!" someone suddenly shouted, and my head whipped around to see Carrie, standing on the steps to the Lion Kings theatre. "f*ck!" I bolted off again, cursing the whole time, Carrie had seen me! Oh god, she had seen me! She was going to take me to the hospital! "Tom! Tom wait! I need to talk to you!" Carrie cried, chasing after me. "Tom stop! Tom please, its over, come on! Stop running!" Carrie shouted again, following me into another alley, cornering me. "no! Its not over! It'll never be over! Let me go!" I started coughing again, cursing everyone under the sun that she had found me. "no! Tom, its over, we'll make this easy, okay? Come with me and I'll make sure your alright." Carrie pleaded, holding her hand out for me. "what, like last time? Carrie, they're gunna lock me up and you know it. Its easier if I just stay on the streets, I'll be fine here!" I argued, laughing humourlessly. "no you won't be! Look at yourself, can't you hear yourself either? You're hacking up your lungs, when was the last time you ate? They're not going to lock you up, just come with me and we'll make it all okay again." Carrie was almost crying, and though it broke my heart, I refused. I was not going with her, she was either going to send me back to the hospital, where they'll send me to the mental ward, or she was going to send me back to the guys, I was not going back to them!

"fine, you leave me no choice, your coming back with us, whether you like it or not!" Carrie sighed, and 5 policemen ran in, grabbing me and dragging me out of the alleyway and into an ambulance screaming.