xxPUDDxx - i get it too sometimes, it is the worst feeling in the world :/ and thank you!
evilneevil - well, we'll have to see if Tom gets any better any time soon. but please, if you feel that it is getting far too repetitive, please tell me! i'll try and fix it to make it more interesting.
74 Dannys POV
The reason why I pretended that I still had no idea what was happening in the film was because I was hoping Tom was going to jump in and tell me what was happening, in the special way he always explained complex movies to me. In other words, in that sweet, but slightly nerdy, way that made me want to just squeeze him for being too cute. No such thing happened, Tom still stayed in his little depressed zone he had put himself into. Even though he was right next to me, he still managed to seem completely isolated from everyone, almost surrounded by invisible walls that screamed 'stay away'
I tried to fix this by letting my hand 'fall' over the side of the chair, keeping it dangling for a while, then tried to find Toms head. When I found it, I gently stroked his hair, like I would have normally, a simple gesture to say 'I love you'. My GOD his hair was amazing still, soft and wheat like, still as browny/blonde as ever. Did I forget to mention I had a thing for Toms hair, and eyes, and skin, and hands, and...okay, everything about him. But my momentary bliss was shattered as Tom moved away from my hand, so I couldn't reach him anymore, I felt cold the second he did it. I had never had Tom push me away or move away from me while I stroked his hair, or something similar, the feeling was awful, and I hated it.
I needed Tom back, so I could hold him and kiss him and love him the way he deserved. I guess he really did hate me for being such a bad boyfriend last time, and wasn't going to easily let me be his boyfriend again, I was going to have to fight for him. And if he wanted me to fight for him, then I would fight tooth and nail for him, I would do anything to get his affection and love back.
"hey Dan, we're going to get some popcorn, wanna sort out another film?" Harry made me leap feet, giving me that look that meant he wanted me to get Tom to interact a little. "yeah, alright then, make me some too!" I smiled a little, waiting for the boys to go out before getting up. "hey, you going to help me choose? Theres too many DVDs to chose from!" I tried to joke, holding my hand out for him again. Tom just looked at me, wide-eyed and scared, maybe even shaking a little. "come on, come help me choose! You know I don't bite, and I'm not going to do anything to you, just come up and help me!" I tried again, coming over and kneeling in front of him.
"come on Tom, help me choose a DVD, so we can watch together. And maybe this time you can sit on the sofa, with us, not hide away in the corner like usual." I gently ran two fingers down his cheek, watching him whimper and turn his head away. "baby, come on, don't look away, just come with me, it'll be fine." I encouraged, trying to grab his hand, failing as he just crossed his arms against his chest.
75 Toms POV
Eventually, Danny got me to stand with him and choose a DVD, well, he chose, I just stood there, staring at my tattooed feet. I didn't want to make the wrong choice and force everyone to watch something they didn't want to watch, god knows how many times I had actually done that over the years, forcing Danny to watch Star Wars marathons with me, just because it was May the 4th. "so, we're down to The Matrix and Pirates Of The Caribbean, which one do you want?" Danny asked, holding the films in front of me. I shrugged, knowing I had to answer in some way, or he was going to get angry. And if he got angry, eventually, I would be kicked out, and to be honest, I quite liked living in my house, it was comfier than my car.
"Tom, come on, give me an answer, its your choice as well as mine." Danny encouraged, trying to wrap me in a hug, I stepped back. I wanted to be hugged, so bad, but I knew he wouldn't enjoy it, and he was only offering to hug me because he was trying to pretend to be my boyfriend. I wished he would be honest with me, tell me that I was pathetic and he only wanted to be see me when he had to while we were working. The truth was going to hurt more the cutting did, but it was better than being lied to constantly, being lied to while knowing everything was a lie was probably the worst pain imaginable, and I hated it.
"Tommy, don't you want to watch these, we can watch something else if you want." Danny sounded heartbroken, he was a good actor when he wanted to be, so I didn't believe the tone at all, and tried to not let it affect me. Too late, I could feel myself want to cry again, the tears were there, ready to leak down my face and let everyone know I was breaking on the inside. "oh honey, don't cry! Please don't cry. What you crying for, huh?" Danny came closer, wiping away tears, wrapping his arms around me. I let him, really badly needing a hug right now, sobbing into his shoulder, gripping onto my shirt so I didn't hug him back and whimper that I needed him like I needed oxygen.
"oh baby, its okay, its okay, I'm here. Whats the matter? Whats happened?" Danny whispered, kissing my hair. My god he was perfect, actually managing hold me and not act disgusted or annoyed by my breakdown. And when I realised, I started to cry even more, wanting nothing more than for Danny to love me properly, so he could be my perfect boyfriend, that would hold me like this all the time, and not just be pretending. "I-I'm s-sorry." I choked out eventually, feeling so guilty for doing this to him, again.