xxPUDDxx - Tom may be getting better, or the stage could just be affecting him ^_^

LeilaTheGalaxyDefender - it could be progress, possibly...

220 Dougies POV

Danny ran back to his stand from Toms, sending me the biggest grin he had used in almost 2 years. I smiled back at him, then looking over to Tom, who started singing, he sounded just like always, absolutely perfect. He still looked perfect too, a little ruffled and sweaty after an hour and a half on a hot stage under the lights. His jeans basically covered the cast, apart from his foot, and his tshirt and shirt covered just how small he was, and the scars covering the pale arms. Nobody would have suspected a thing, even I had a hard time believing that there was something wrong with Tom right now, thats how good his clothes and his smile were covering up his strange recent behaviour.

The song was going brilliantly, and I swear, when it got to the piano bit in the middle, everyone started crying, the second Tom sang 'another year over, and we're still together, its not always easy, but McFLYs here forever!' there wasn't a dry eye in the whole of the Hammersmith Apollo, the fans were crying because it had been almost 2 years since Tom had run away, and us because, well, Tom was back, we had missed him so much and he was (physically) back. Mentally we had a long, long, long way to go, but he was physically back, I think I hadn't realised until now that our Tom was right there with us until he sang that line. And it made me cry, because my best friend was physically back with us, and at the moment, even though there was tears streaming down his face, he couldn't have looked happier, and for the past hour, he could not have looked happier.

By the time the song ended, the four of us were in tears, Danny probably the most, and we were thankful we had planned to go back anyway and come back for Shine A Light as an encore. "great show guys so far! You guys are on fire!" Neil encouraged, grabbing our guitars, handing us towels instead. "thanks, its been a good show, great fun." Tom nodded and wiped his face clear from tears, wiping off some of the make up on his face, I don't think he noticed though. "most fun we've have in a while." I agreed, pulling myself together, wiping away the left over tears. "oh you're due back on, good luck boys, go out and kick arse out there again!" Neil grabbed back our towels as we ran (and limped) back on stage, the screaming starting back up again.

Shine A Light went brilliantly again, Danny belted out the last chorus so loudly he almost collapsed, but apart from that, the song went just as well as the rest of the concert. Even Tom started hopping a little to the music, giving off a brilliant smile again, which lit up the room more than all the lights put together. The concert ended on an overall high, the confetti falling around us and getting stuck to us, a whole load of pyrotechnics going off in a dazzling display. "thank you to everyone who out tonight, we'll be back very soon we love you all!" Danny shouted before the last few notes were played. Then we had our usual mass chuck out of picks, drumsticks, towels and anything else we could. Harry picked me up too, heaving me into his arms, and carrying me off stage in hysterical giggles.

"wow that was fun! That was awesome! One of the best nights of my life!" I shouted, unable to speak at a normal level. "that was an amazing gig! I wanna do another one!" Harry agreed, not letting me go until we got to the bus, only then setting me down on his lap, a sort of tradition after shows. He always cuddled me after a show, as a sort of 'well done' for a good show, and because he had missed me too, even though we were only a few feet away from each other. "defiantly a great show, now I need to pass out for a while." Danny followed onto the bus and laid down on the opposite side of the table, curling up on his side on top the cushions. "did Shine A Light and Pass Out knacker you then?" Harry laughed, leaning on my shoulder a little. "yeah, remind me to practise singing that loudly next time, night." Danny croaked and promptly fell asleep, snoring almost straight away.

221 Harrys POV

I heard some shuffling and turned my head to see Tom crawling awkwardly into his bunk, closing the curtain behind him. "think he's still okay?" Dougie asked, nodded his head towards to the bunk. "yeah, I recon so, probably just tired or headachy, you know how I get with a concussion, Toms the same." I reassured him, thankful for once that I was accident prone and had quite a few concussions, otherwise Dougie wouldn't have believed me. "I'm still checking on him, give me a sec." Dougie got off my lap and edged closer to Toms chosen bunk, which was only a few inches off the floor, usually used for dumping guitars and suitcases on. I followed the small blonde, wanting to check on Toms state too, guessing he would have found something to stress about, just like always.

"you okay?" Dougie asked simply, pulling the curtain back to reveal Toms half make up covered face. He had changed his shirt since the show, into yet another long sleeve shirt, fully buttoned up and with another tshirt underneath. "yeah, just tired." Tom nodded, biting on his sleeve nervously. "alright...good show wasn't it?" I wanted to know how Tom felt about the show, and wanted to give him some company, Tom had spent almost the whole day by himself, he needed someone to talk to, even if was just for a little while. "yeah, great show. You guys nailed it." Tom managed half a smile, a shadow of the one he had on stage, but it was a start. "thanks, you nailed it too though. You were awesome out there, I don't think anyone even noticed the cast." Dougie smiled that special smile he saved for when it was only us, when he was completely comfortable with whoever he was with. It was so rare to see that smile, it made my heart completely melt. "thanks, I wasn't that good." Tom blushed a little, his face contorting in hurt for a few seconds before he snapped back to an almost poker face, the one that mostly appeared on his face.

"you were, we're proud of you, so proud of you." I smiled, putting in the praise I knew Danny would have if he wasn't already asleep. "I'm kinda tired, I'm going to sleep if you don't mind." Tom yawned, looking a bit awkward at our praise. "yeah, we're going to bed anyway too. If you hear a thump in the night, its Danny falling off the sofa where he's crashed." I joked, standing up and climbing up onto a higher bunk, soon followed by my husband. The bunk was a little too small for the both of us, but we didn't mind, it felt weird to sleep alone, so we always cuddled up in our bunks, we used to say it was for warmth, now it was just because sleeping alone never happened. I couldn't sleep without my arms around Dougies small frame, it didn't feel right to sleep without him, I had to sleep next to him or I would worry all night.

"night guys, great show tonight." I smiled, spooning up to Dougies tiny frame. "yeah night, I love you Harry." Dougie giggled, leaning to kiss my arm, the only part of me he could reach. "night." Tom whispered, I could just about hear him. Danny snored again as reply, and as predicted, a loud thump sounded as he fell off the sofa. "epic fail Dan." I teased, resisting the urge to laugh, knowing this happened at least once a tour. "shut it Hazza." Danny grumbled, getting into the bunk opposite ours. "sorry, night Danny." I smiled at him, pointing to Toms bunk to indicate he was in there. "you better be. Night guys, night Tommy, great show tonight. You made us proud." Danny answered, he got a barely intelligible mumble of "night Danny." From Tom, but it made him grin, and that was all that mattered.