Nowhere Left To Run

by corruptedPOV

'I had to get out of here, I had to, why should I be here anyway? They'll be better off without me.' With that thought, Tom runs away, but what will happen when the guys get him back, he's just not the same. Will Danny be able to help Tom, or will this destroy him too? slash. Flones and Pudd, bit of Floynter and OT3/OT4

22. Chapter 22

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42 Harrys POV

Danny was running around the house frantically, trying to find any clothes that Tom could wear, and any book he could read. So far, he had 2 shirts and 1 pair of jeans, and nothing else. "where the f*ck have all of Toms clothes gone?" Danny growled, tugging at his hair. "he took them all didn't he? There was nothing left apart from those ones you have now...wait, isn't there some of his clothes at yours?" I asked, and Dannys face lit up. "half his wardrobe is at mine for when he stays over! Yes!" Danny ran out the house, and me and Dougie followed along behind so we could help him if he needed it. So far, he was content to just do it all himself.

"there we go! Theres all his clothes! They're over here!" Danny grinned, grabbing all the tshirts, shirts, and trousers, and 1 pair of black off-cut Converse. " clothes are sorted, now I need glasses, and books, hmmm. I think there are some glasses in here somewhere." Danny looked around, running to his bedside table and having a root through, finding a random pair of glasses. He grinned again and put them on, claiming he needed a break. "Dan, why the hell are you wearing those glasses?" I had to laugh, Danny looked ridiculous in those glasses! It wasn't really an unusual thing to see really, when Tom had been around before, Danny always wore his glasses. To them, it was a normal thing, and I was glad Danny was wearing them now, it almost felt like a normal day, just minus the blonde who actually needed the glasses.

"so I don't lose them, and I haven't worn them in ages! Whoa, everything has gone blurry in these!" Danny smiled, adjusting them slightly, looking over the frames to see. "alright, just don't give yourself a headache!" I rolled my eyes, having learnt from experience. "I won't! I'm not that dumb! Anyway, I'm used to it, I always used to wear them...I'm gunna be wearing them even more soon!" Danny bounced on the bed, obviously thinking about Tom coming home. "yeah Dan, he's coming home soon! He'll be ours again!" Dougie giggled, squeezing my hands as he bounced around along with Danny.

"I've got him back! I got my baby back!" Danny seemed to explode then, jumping up and down on the bed, going nuts because he realised Tom was safe and sound. He jumped down and jumped over to us, hugging us both and cried. "he's back, oh my god he's back!" Danny sighed, melting against us. "he's back Dan, he's back. Its gunna be alright now, I promise." Dougie smiled, squashed between the two of us and holding us both.

43 Dougies POV

Danny cried for a while, before running off to find everything else he wanted to give Tom. He ran into a door a few times, because of the glasses, but it didn't stop him, he was a whirl-wind of playful energy. "Danny, calm down! Your gunna hurt yourself badly in a minute!" Harry sighed behind me, squeezing my shoulders gently. "I don't care! If I go to hospital, I can be with Tom more!" Danny grinned widely, running through the house and back to Toms house again, needing books.

Again, we followed along behind and now helped to find him some books, his lyric/doodle book, and some comics. "that should give him enough to do, I don't know how long he'll be there for." Danny smiled, squeezing the lyric book close. "it might be a few weeks, but we can visit everyday, for the whole of visiting hours. I don't know how long Tom will be there for either, he's not eaten well for a year, or had a good amount of sleep, so the hospital might want to make sure he's 100% rested before they let him go." Harry sighed, almost knowing that Dannys heart would break every time we had to leave.

"I wonder how he is now, if he's still crying or if he's finally sleeping, or eating." Danny sighed, fiddling with Toms glasses. "I recon he's sleeping, he has worn himself out after todays stress, or the nurses have given him something to help him to sleep." Harry smiled a little, pulling me a little to sit on his lap, stroking my side. "do you really think so? I hope he is sleeping, that is the best thing for him right now, so he's at peace." Danny looked hopeful, he was literally clinging to our words for comfort. "yeah, I really think so. He's peacefully sleeping, I bet ya he's sleeping like a baby."