xxPUDDxx - hmmmmm i'll see about it ;)
181 Toms POV
I woke up and wished I hadn't, last night I had almost told Danny about how worthless I was, and had made him cry! I never meant to make him cry! Seeing Danny cry was the worst thing ever! "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I whispered, pulling my sleeves over my hands and trying to wipe away Dannys tears, not doing any good whatsoever. All it did was wake him up, which I hadn't wanted at all! "morning baby, have a nice sleep?" Danny mumbled, completely avoiding the subject of what we were talking about last night. I knew he wouldn't want to talk about it, there was nothing he could say to me, I knew I was worthless, he knew it too, so there was no way he could make me feel better.
"yeah, it was alright. I'm gunna have a shower now." I wriggled out of his arms and went to stand up, biting back a very, very loud cry of pain when lightning struck all the way up my leg when it touched the floor. "alright, oh, Harry and Dougie brought round some crutches, so you can walk on your own. Want them?" Danny handed me the crutches, and I accepted them, at last, something I could use to walk without tremendous pain! "thanks." I hopped off to the bathroom, showering and changing in record timing, not wanting to see what I looked like for too long. I was already depressed enough, I didn't need anything else to make me worse.
Todays outfit was quite baggy, due to the fact that I felt like cr*p and that I couldn't really wear skinny jeans, not with my figure, or with my extremely swollen ankle. Instead, I had a pair of normal jeans and a plain grey long sleeve tshirt, that came over my hands as well as the bandages, which was what I wanted most. I fixed my hair a little as well, trying to straighten it and style it so it looked alright, and cover my eyes and half my face at the same time. I half managed it, making sure it at least covered my stupid eyes, hating how brown they were compared to my dead-body pale skin. "Tommy, you done yet? There's a surprise for you downstairs!" Danny shouted through the door, making me jump, hitting my foot on the floor again. I winced and bit back a scream, managing to stay quiet and upright somehow. "y-yeah, just coming." I managed to push out, putting some finishing touches to my hair, before deciding that all together it would look better if it wasn't there, so I shoved a hat over my head.
I was greeted outside by a grinning Danny, who offered his hand to me, I couldn't take it, because of the crutches, and because it wasn't right. I may have been his boyfriend, but I was just a phase until he realised that no, I was not boyfriend material, I was absolutely nothing so I would be dumped. I wouldn't mind really, as long as I got out of being in loveless relationships and wasn't being lied to all the time. "come on, I've got something to show you." Danny gave up trying for my hand, letting me use the crutches to walk out, instead of insisting on helping me walk when I didn't need it.
I was led to the front room, and told to close my eyes, so I did, hoping I wasn't going to be surprise attacked into some ambulance to be sent off to some mental ward for unwanted people. "Tom, I need you to hop forwards, 4 times, I'll guide you, alright?" Danny sighed, here we go, I knew the freedom wouldn't last long. "fine, 4 times right?" I flinched when I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, wishing they weren't there. I had had enough of being held, it was awful, I hated being touched. But, I held in shudders and hopped when Danny said, 4 times into the front room. "okay, open your eyes." Danny smiled, keeping his arms around me as I opened my eyes, to see all my toys! They had been found and been put out again! And all the pictures! Everything I had taken down had been put back up again!
This couldn't have been happening! How was this happening?! How were they found? I had hidden them! I had made sure they were hidden, why weren't they hidden?! "I, er, they were...why are they up?! Who put them up?!" I cried, I couldn't have all this up anymore! I wasn't a child! I was 26 years old, not 6 years old! They couldn't be up like this! Not when everyone could see them and they were all clearly mine! "we put them up to cheer you up baby, you've been so depressed recently, especially since you hurt your foot. We thought these would cheer you up." Danny explained, still grinning like this was a brilliant idea! Why did he think this was a good idea? Why did he think I was still a child mentally? And WHY was he calling me baby again after I told him not to?! I was not a baby, thats why I wasn't allowed toys anymore, I was not a baby! I did not need toys and other silly little things to keep me happy! All I needed to be happy with was a guitar or a piano (I couldn't play drums or bass anymore, it would be seen like I was trying to steal Harry and Dougies spaces in the band) I didn't need stupid (amazing, perfect, safe) toys anymore!
182 Dannys POV
"b-but, I was, I er, just...they're here!" Tom stuttered, he looked pale and I wasn't sure if he was happy about this or not. "yeah, I know. We found them, last night, we found them!"I smiled, pulling Tom closer as he leg started to shake. "but why? W-why?" Tom whimpered, his hands hesitantly holding onto my arm. "to cheer you up, you've been so depressed recently, ever since you packed away the toys, we thought it would be nice to bring them all out again. Look, we even found all of our photos too." I explained, realising that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Tom didn't look like this was such a good thing, he looked downright scared instead.
Tom burst into tears seconds later, breaking my heart as I wrapped my arms around him properly, trying to comfort him. "aw, baby, don't cry! You don't have to cry! Its okay!" I picked him up properly, holding him so he was being held in my arms, his legs around my waist. "shh, shhh, baby, what you crying for, huh?" I kissed his shoulder, grabbing Mickey Mouse off the sofa and putting it in his arms, I knew Tom missed that toy so much, so I hoped it would help him.
"we overwhelmed you with all of this, didn't we?" Carrie came over with Harry and Dougie now, wrapping her arms around her brother, the married couple doing the same. "sorry Tom, we were just trying to cheer you up a little." Dougie sighed, awkwardly trying to find a space he could fit in where he wouldn't be in danger of hurting Toms foot. Harry stepped back from his spot and pulled him in front so now the little one was sandwiched between Tom and Harry.
There was a knock at the door which made us all leap feet, almost dropping Tom, just about catching him in time. "I'll get that, give me a minute." Harry ran to the door, opening it to reveal Fletch standing there, he barged in into the front room. "what the hell is going on here? Oh never mind, look, I have a copy of the photoshoot we did the other day, there's a bit of a review here too, thought you would want to read it. I'll leave it here and go cause I've got to sort more stuff out for you lot." Fletch dropped the magazine on the sofa and walked out again, not forgetting a loud door slam that made us all flinch.