xxPUDDxx - hmm we'll see :P

156 Toms POV

I backed away so much I fell off the end of the bed, biting back a cry of pain, I felt so weak, it hurt to just drop not even 2 feet. "Tom listen to me, you need to stop this cutting, at the very least, okay? You're going to seriously hurt yourself. You know what happened a few months back where you almost died because you cut too deep, that can happen again so easily, and you'll die, and that would break everyones heart." Harry was pleading, but I could barely hear him, I was blocking out his pointless words, and everyone elses pointless words. They were lies, all of them were lies, every single word was a lie. How could I have let everything turn into lies, so there wasn't even a foundation of truth to anything anymore? I was just so gullible and stupid, I had believed every word everyone had said. I hated myself for it.

"shut up! Just shut up okay? I don't believe you!" I cried, feeling those stupid tears well up again and stinging me behind my contact lenses. "Tom please, come on, just calm down a little and listen. You know, deep down, that I'm telling the truth about this." Harry came down to sit next to my trembling body, his hand gently resting on my freshly bandaged arm. "w-when did that get there?" I whispered, not remembering putting that on there, I couldn't really remember much from the past few hours to be honest. "I put it on earlier, while you were sleeping, so it doesn't get infected." Harry explained, holding a little tighter as I tried to tug my arm out of his grip.

"stop looking after me! Please, just stop! Go home, please go home." I whimpered, realising he was looking after me again. I didn't need looking after, I needed to be left alone with my razor, my only friend. "no, its okay to admit to needing a little bit of help. Its what we're here for. We can help in whatever way you need us. Anything to help you feel better." Harry smiled, attempting to wrap me into his arms. "no! Get off me! Don't hug me!" I cried out, writhing in his arms to get away, but it never worked, Harry was too strong.

"no Tom, I won't let you go. We're not making the same mistakes again, okay? We can talk this through, and get over this, because we haven't lied to you once." Harry lied yet AGAIN! I knew it was all lies, everything was lies, they were keeping me in a fantasy, and I didn't even want to know the reality of the actual situation. "yes you have! Stop with all the lies! Just leave me alone and go away! I don't want to talk to you anymore!" I knew talking all about what I wanted was attention seeking, but I just wanted Harry to at least let me go. I must have been disgusting him by now, I didn't want him to be disgusted and be forced to carry on holding me. It felt awful to be held right now, knowing that I was horrible and deformed so badly I was going to need surgery to fix all the problems.

"Tom stop it, I'll let you go if you promise to not run away. Will that make you feel better?" Harry asked, I whimpered and nodded, wanting to scream at him to go away and leave me alone. He shouldn't have been here, unless it was about the band, no-one should be over here unless it was about the band. There was nothing else I wanted to talk about with anyone, everything else would all by lies. I couldn't stand lies.

Finally, I was let go of, and I leapt away into a corner, curling myself up in a protective ball. "Tom, stop hiding, and talk to us. Talk to me, I won't tell anyone else what you said if you don't want me to." Harry came closer again, putting his hand on my arm again. "don't touch me, and don't lie to me either. Just f*ck off! I don't want to talk to you, you'll blab it to everyone just like Danny did! There is nothing wrong with me anyway, so just leave me alone!" I growled, pulling my abused arm away. "I won't, I won't tell another person if you don't want me to. I'm not out to make you worse, I'm here to make you feel better." Harry lied, and I just ignored him, shutting out everything and pretending that I didn't exist, that this was a nightmare world for other people, the real world didn't have such a waste of space like myself in it.

157 Dannys POV

I couldn't believe it, Tom hadn't been eating? Surely he would have asked for more, he did know he could ask for more food...right? "are you sure? Cause there could be a reasonable explanation for it...there has got to be a reasonable explanation, right? Cause Toms not stupid, he knows better than that, surely he knows better than that!" I whimpered, Tom was the sensible one out of us all, who knew better than to do something like deliberately not eat ! He knew better! I was sure he knew better!

"Danny, you know Tom isn't thinking straight, he probably doesn't know what he's doing. He's usually more sensible than that, but at that point, there was no other food, and he didn't want to disturb us." Dougie sighed as the door opened, the both of us running to the door. "is he okay? Whats happening? Please tell me everythings okay!" I got the first say when I noticed that Harry didn't have a Tom trailing behind him. "everythings alright at the moment, Carries come round now, so Toms supervised for a while. And at the moment Toms watching cartoons, having a bit of a rest. He'll be okay for a few days." Harry sighed, pushing us both back into the front room.

"are you sure? Cause I just, I don't want him to kill himself by accident or not." I whimpered, not wanting to have to live without Tom, I would actually kill myself without him. "yes, Tom will be fine for a few days. Carrie is with him, she'll keep an eye on him." Harry nodded, flopping onto the sofa with us, almost deflating. "but she's only 18! She can't possibly look after Tom by herself!" I whimpered, there was no way that Carrie would be able to look after her brother, no way.

"we won't leave her to do it all by herself! I'm not thick! But while we're not there, she's making sure he's alright. Tom seems to listen to her more, so she might be able to get through to him." Harry explained, okay that made more sense. "alright, so why aren't we all round there now?" Dougie asked, wriggling into Harrys arms. "because we've only just got him calm, there's no point riling him up again just so we can be with him for a few hours, which would be spent calming him." Harry sighed, squeezing Dougie in one arm, me in the other.

"fine, but we're going down tomorrow, or at least I am. I have to talk to him, make things right. Thank god we're off tomorrow." I decided, I wasn't going to leave Tom by himself for too long. I wanted to make it up with him as soon as possible, so he could be my boyfriend, so he could be happy again.