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165 Dougies POV
Me and Harry pressed close to the door, trying to hear something about what was going on inside Toms bedroom. All we could hear was crying, I could only hope they were happy tears. "but-but-but you can't! You can't! Its just, how?" I heard Tom cry out, and I could imagine how he was panicking right now. I knew what Danny was doing, he had already told us what he was doing earlier on, so we knew, we knew that Danny also self harmed. I hadn't even looked at his arm, not able to take looking at the hatred both him and Tom had caused themselves. It looked like I was going to be having more nightmares for the next few days now, involving my best friends bleeding on the floor, I had hoped they would go away by now.
Danny said something I couldn't make out, he for once was the quieter of the couple, usually Tom was the quiet one and Danny was the one whose loud voice could be heard loud and clear above everything else. "I-I, how? Your not... I'm not... I just, what?" again it was Toms voice I heard, and this time I heard Dannys too. "Tom, just calm down, do you believe me?" there was a pause. "well then shut up and kiss me, we'll talk more about this later, okay?" typical Danny, saying something bluntly then softening it a little with reassurance. Then, there was silence, so I can only think they were kissing.
"lets leave them to it, but unlock the door, just in case." I sighed, unlocking the door for them before pulling Harry downstairs to Carrie. "well, any news?" she asked the minute we walked in. "well, I think they're kissing. Tom started to freak then Dan calmed him and has told him about his feelings for him and now I think they may be making out." I shrugged, pointing in the direction of Toms bedroom. "ew, didn't need that much information. But, at least they're on speaking...and kissing terms." Carrie shuddered a little at the kissing bit, she still thought it was gross seeing her brother kissing someone like kids did.
We spent another hour waiting for them, just hanging out and filling Carrie in on what the conversation had been like, leaving out any kissing details. "so, basically, Dannys poured out his heart out and Toms struggling to believe him?" Carrie asked. "basically, you know Toms never really believed in himself, or that people love him. He's having a hard time believing it, especially now." Harry nodded, settling me more on his lap. "right, do you think I'm going to have to help convince him?" Carrie sighed, we both nodded. Thats when we finally heard footsteps on the stairs.
166 Harrys POV
We all whipped our heads round to see Tom and Danny finally walk in through the front room door. Danny looked so unbelievably happy, grinning from ear to ear, holding onto Toms fingers in an almost death grip. Tom himself didn't look as happy, and more like he really didn't want to be here still, like he was still so uncertain about all of this. He was even trying to pull his hand away from Dannys, but he was having none of it, the pale fingers being held so tightly in freckled ones it was almost scary.
"ah so they have returned! So, whats the news?" I asked, leaning my head on Dougies shoulder as I felt him start to get more worried, even though the evidence mostly said all good. "we're all good! Actually more than good, amazing in fact! We've sorted it all out, haven't we Tommy?" Danny pulled Tom into his arms, squeezing him close. Tom himself winced at the close contact, and at the nickname, he still didn't look all that happy, more like he was still so worried about everything, like it was just a dream he would soon wake up from.
"aw thats good then. Congratulations guys! So how about a celebration? We'll order a take out, your choice!" Carrie jumped up, grabbing 4 different take away menus and the phone. "alright then, erm, how about Chinese? What do ya think Tom?" Danny leant forward, looking at the menus before pressing a long kiss to Toms hair. "yeah, sure, whatever you want." Tom nodded dutifully, no real emotion there. I would have thought he would have at least smiled or something, but no, there was nothing there apart from slight awkwardness, and fear. Tom actually looked scared, but of what I didn't know, maybe losing Danny?
The Chinese was ordered and delivered in record timing, and eaten just as quickly...by 4 of us, a certain blonde still wasn't eating properly. "hey, come on. Don't let this all go to waste, todays a good day, celebrate with us!" I encouraged, nudging Toms side as he glared at his food, like it would disappear all by itself, or burst into flames. "feel sick." Tom mumbled, shaking his head, picking at the plasters on his fingers, pulling them all off to reveal his bitten nails. "aw, do you baby? Alright, we'll save you your dinner for when you want it, do you want a lay down or something?" Danny ran his fingers over Toms side, he shivered and nodded. "sorry, I just...need to lay down, its been a long day." Tom got up and almost shot out of the room, leaving us all a bit confused.
"are you sure Toms okay? Cause that doesn't look like 'okay' to me." I had to ask, because surely that was not going to be normal Tom like behaviour from now on. "he's fine. Like he said, its been a very long day, its a lot to take in, especially for someone like Tom. He just needs time to adjust, time to get used to things. He'll come round soon enough." Danny promised, worry now coming in on his face too. "you sure? Cause I have a feeling that he won't be okay soon." Dougie joined in, keeping his head down as he ate, I stroked his hair gently to calm him. "Tom will be fine, I'll make sure of it, alright? He's just a little tired and feeling a little sick today because there's been so much to take in and he's not used to it. He'll be fine soon, alright? I know my boyfriend, he's going to be fine, just give him some time." Danny glared, a vague smile turning up at the word 'boyfriend'.
"okay, we'll have to see then, I hope you're right though, cause this is not normal." I sighed, stabbing another chicken ball with my fork, like it would cure my worry.