happy valentines day everyone!

110 Dannys POV

Another day past, and when we were around anyone to do with our careers, Tom acted normal, like he wasn't a shadow of the person he used to be. Then, he almost seemed to switch back to silence as soon as we were alone. His behaviour confused and scared me in equal measures, why was he doing this to himself and us? Was his mental problems getting worse, so they caused these switches?

"Tom, why are you doing this?" I asked, pulling his face to look at me. "doing what?" Tom surprised me, did he actually just answer me? I just heard his voice, and saw those perfect lips move, wow, this was new. "this, all of this. You're not ready for all this yet, nowhere near." I sighed, indicating the rehearsal room we were sat in. "I am, I'm fine." Tom pulled his face away from my hand, getting up and walking round to his guitar case. The black box had been spray painted years ago, while we had been bored one weekend, now the box was covered in red, blue and white stars, 'TOMS' sprayed on top, along with a few other symbols and words where there was space. Tom got out his red and white flying V guitar, checking that it was tuned as I came back over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder, telling him silently to stay there and listen to me. "you're not fine, you're nowhere near fine. You barely eat and sleep, or talk, or do anything actually. You can't tell me you think thats normal." I argued quietly, trying not to start to tell him how much I missed him, and how this was all effecting me. At the moment, I was lucky that my bracelets managed to hide the cuts on my wrist, if I got any worse, they were going to start to travel further up my arm, and I was already ashamed of the ones I already had.

"it is, I'm fine okay? Just drop it." Tom almost growled at me, falling onto the sofa in the corner of the room. I sighed loudly, he really seemed to hate me right now, it broke my heart. Tom was supposed to be my boyfriend, who wasn't going to go and do this to me, he was supposed to hold me close, tell me he loved me, smile and be geeky, nerdy, childish, hyper active, perfect Tom. He wasn't supposed to be like this, after everything he had been through over the years, he deserved and needed to be happy.

Flashback 6th October2007

I was half asleep when I felt a weight press on the bed and arms wrap around my waist. "huh? Harry?" I mumbled, wondering why Harry was hugging me, probably missing Dougie who was sharing another hotel room across the hall with Tom. "no, Tom." Tom whispered, kissing my hair, waking me up. "hey, what are you doing here?" I smiled, turning around and facing my blonde boyfriend. "just swapped with Hazza, I knew he would miss Doug, and I missed you. I can't sleep without you in bed with me." Tom grinned, big and cheesy, like he had had a brilliant idea, and really, it was.

"I missed you too. Come here." I pulled his chin forward and kissed him gently, squeezing his narrow waist. To me, it felt too narrow, but I knew he was eating again, so it was okay. His decision to stop eating to lose weight had been the reason we were together in a way. My worry for him had caused an argument between us, and I had blurted out that I felt more than a brotherly type of love for Tom, and he had kissed me, and promised that as long as I loved him, he would eat. It was 6 months on from then, and Tom still hadn't broken his promise, he still ate, and he still loved me, well, I think he did. He hadn't said those 3 words to me yet, but I wasn't letting that get me down.

"Danny, we've been together 6 months today , thank you for telling me you loved me, or I wouldn't be this happy, maybe not even here." Tom whispered, holding my face in his hands, making me look at him, so he knew I was paying attention. I could tell he was going to say something big. "no problem Tommy, I love you, I couldn't keep it from you for much longer." I encouraged him some more by kissing him again, earning another smile. "I, I love you." Tom whispered, and my heart stopped. He looked so nervous now, fiddling with his glasses (he said he looked nerdy in them, I said he looked perfect). "are you serious?" I asked, grinning my biggest smile, probably looking crazy. "as serious as Marty McFly loved Jennifer Parker." Tom nodded, snuggling closer to my chest as I tightened my arms around him. "I love you too Tom!" I grinned, kissing his hair, feeling him relax against my body.

Flashback end

111 Harrys POV

As I set up my drum kit, I noticed Danny giving Tom longing looks across the room, while Tom was doing a valiant job keeping his eyes on his guitar, I heard someone sniffing back tears, and I had no idea which one it was. "Doug, the tension in here is killing those two, any ideas on how to cheer them up?" I asked in a whisper, leaning down next to my bass drum, fiddling with all my pedals. "no, lets hope that playing will help." Dougie shook his head, fiddling with the headband on his head.

"maybe, but, we'll try to cheer them up anyway. Come here, its come undone." I sighed, pulling Dougie closer and redoing up the headband, gently kissing his hair afterwards so he would calm down. Dougie always fiddled with his headband whenever he was nervous, or scared, or worried, and right now, he was all 3. "thanks, and I'll try my best." Dougie bit his lip, whimpering helplessly. "right boys, we need a song for you to sing on your first TV interview, something we haven't sung in a while, something to draw people in again." Fletch made us jump and I hit my head on my symbol, causing it to make a loud crash.

"ouch! Sh*t that hurt!" I shouted, clutching my head, seeing Danny hide a small giggle behind his hand. Trust him to laugh at my usual accident prone mishaps, well, at least he was laughing. Tom looked up at me, shrugged, and went back to fiddling with his guitar. "nice of you to join us Harry, next time maybe join us a little quieter?" Fletch joked, still not noticing that something was up with us. "whatever, that was painful!" I looked at the hand that had been clutching my head, no blood, but probably a huge bruise.

"anyway, we need one of your older songs, that really grabs people, you know?" Fletch carried on, clearly giving me that 'get on with it' warning. I glared at him, realising how mean he could be at times. "so any suggestions or am I going to have to start naming songs myself?" he asked, looking at our blank faces. "why can't we just use Shine A Light?" Danny suggested, also realising Fletchs lack of concern. "yeah, its the single that has sold the most copies. Why can't we use that one?" I agreed, handing Dougie his sparkly blue bass. "because we need a new single! You've had a year out and the fans are expecting something new, we need to grab their attention, and everybody elses and say 'we're back!' and we can't do that with an old single, now can we?" Fletch reasoned, I hated to admit it, but he had a point.