feeling a bit ill again today so its a quick add! but thank you both for the comments!
90 Dannys POV
I watched Tom on webcam practically crying, out of sadness or happiness I had no idea. But I was knew I was proud of Tom right now, for managing to do this on his own. And he was talking! He was actually talking! I had missed his voice so much, it was incredible to hear him speak again, talking like a normal human being. Tom sounded a little croaky, but still, his voice was the sweetest thing I had ever heard in my life, to me, he was still perfect.
It was clear he was still a bit self conscious though, because he wasn't looking directly at the camera, and wouldn't stop fiddling with his tshirts sleeves, fidgeting constantly on his bed. "so, erm, now that thats been cleared up, I don't think theres anything else to say really. Any of your questions will be answered in time, when we start doing interviews and things again after Christmas. I don't exactly know when they'll start again, but we'll be keeping you informed over twitter and stuff, I'm sure...oh, hey Marvin! Look who's turned up! I've missed this little fluff ball." Tom picked Marvin up and cuddled him, pressing his face into the ginger fluff balls fur.
I grinned at the sight, print screening it (for the future, cause I sort of knew Tom wasn't going to be this talkative around us), before going back to watch the remainder of Toms webchat. "oh, its getting late now, well, late for me anyway, and I haven't even eaten yet. So I'm offski I think, I'll be back real soon hopefully, and if I'm not on before Christmas next week, have a good one! Bye!" Tom smiled a fantastic fake smile (it didn't reach his eyes), making a hand heart before turning it off. All of a sudden, I wanted to run around to his and envelope him into a hug and make that smile real. Tom was trying so hard to act normal and it tore my heart apart, he shouldn't have had to pretend, or try and be something he wasn't. If he needed time, he was allowed time to get back to being himself, he didn't have to rush straight back into being in a band, we would give him as longer time as he wanted and needed.
At least Tom had said we would start work after Christmas...which was only a week away. I could only hope that Tom knew what he was doing with this, and he actually would be okay. Wait, what were we going to do with him on Christmas? We were all going back to our families, what was Tom going to do? He loved Christmas so much, and I would hate for him to have a Christmas where he would be sat in his front room, on his own, without any presents or anything to keep him happy. I would phone Carrie later, and see if she would come round that day...and get Tom a present, so he had at least something to unwrap. Even though I wasn't his boyfriend, I was still his best friend (hopefully) and he deserved at least something, and I wanted to be the one to give it to him. It was always me who gave Tom everything he wanted, to some extent I spoiled him, but I loved him with everything and I wanted to show that, so thats why I spoiled him, that and so I didn't see him upset.
91 Dougies POV
Before running around to Toms the next morning, we called a meeting at ours, to talk about getting back into band life and Christmas, because really, what were we going to do with Tom? We couldn't just leave him in his house on his own at his favourite time of year, could we? It wouldn't be a very good idea to do that at all, we had to come up with a plan for him, or he would be on his own. "we could send him to Carries, right? She'll be able to look after him for a while, won't she?" I asked, gripping at Harrys large hand that was resting comfortingly on my hip. "yeah, she will be able to, I think. But, will that make Tom feel like he's just being dumped somewhere for a while, that won't make him feel any better at all. When are you guys off anyway?" Danny bit his lip, playing with the key again.
"we're off at the weekend, and we'll be back for New Years, we're only at Dougs parents, so we can easily get back if you can't." Harry answered, looking quite worried, but nowhere near as worried as Danny was. "well, thats good, but I still don't want him to be on his own. Toms too unwell to be on his own, he'll probably starve or something." Danny was so worried, literally radiating worry from himself, it was clear he just wanted Tom back, or at least a way to make him better so we didn't have to worry about him this much, "and oh sh*t, Fletch is starting us back up again with interviews too after we all get back! What are we going to do then? How are we going to explain why he isn't singing...or talking?!" Danny panicked, tugging at his hair helplessly.
"whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold still a minute and think, okay? Tom actually did a webchat on his own last night and he was fine, wasn't he? He spoke, he smiled, hell, at one point he even laughed! And he seemed to be speaking to Fletch too, so, we can see what will happen when we go round and talk to him, okay? Then we'll go from there, you never know, something Fletch said might have triggered him to come out of that shell of his." Harry held Danny by his shoulders after pulling his hands away from his hair. "b-but he wasn't saying anything to us! Its going to be no use if he doesn't speak to us!" Danny whimpered, bottom lip quivering.