LeilaTheGalaxyDefender - he may do, or he may not :/
xxPUDDxx - thank you, i'm going to need it! ah thats pretty weird! i start mine on the 22nd, a few days after the Wembley gig, then i have 5 exams and i'm all done by the 5th! then i'm basically free until September! xD good luck on your exams too!
237 Dannys POV
I agreed with Harry and started playing 'The Last Song' noticing how worn out Tom looked, he needed a break between now and the last 3 songs of the night that we used as an encore. He managed to make it through the song, then we had our break in the corridor leading to the stage. "bl**dy great show, bl**dy great." Dougie sighed, gulping water so fast it was like he hadn't had any in weeks. "totally agree, great show." I rubbed my face with a towel, sliding down the wall to sit next to Tom, whose legs seemed to give out under him, "told you that you would be awesome tonight, didn't I?" I smiled, putting my arm around Toms shoulders and bringing him in for a kiss on the head. I had loved the kisses I had given him, and had pterodactyls in my stomach again when he smiled because I had kissed him, I hadn't thought I could make that smile happen anymore, but I was so happy that I could.
"thanks, but you guys are better. You're nailing it." Tom blushed even more, looking at his shoes. "you're nailing it too, best show we've done in a while." I encouraged, rubbing his shoulder. Tom just blushed more, looking away to a corner, drinking some water. "ready again boys?" Fletch asked, giving us strange looks because we were sat down. "give us 30 seconds more. Need to catch my breath." Harry covered, instinctively pulling Dougie closer to his body, protecting him from the danger Fletch presented. "alright, but you can't wait too long. And remember, I'm moving your bags and stuff over now so you can literally just run to the bus straight after the show." Fletch reminded us, heading over to the dressing rooms. "right, ready for One For The Radio and The Heart Never Lies?" I stood up and pulled Tom up too, judging if he was dizzy or not by how he stood up. He was fine, mostly, just looked a bit tired and in need of rest. "yeah, I'm ready." Tom managed another smile, getting his guitar off Neil again, letting us walk back out again in front of him, just like usual.
The rest of the show went well, we really managed to give it our all for the last 3 songs, making ourselves cry for the 4th time during The Heart Never Lies, just like we used to. It just meant even more to us now, because we really were going to be here forever...hopefully. As long as we managed to keep Tom happy, and help him become sane again, we would be fine, I was sure. Again, I almost made myself pass out while singing the last lines of Shine A Light, because I was singing so loudly without taking in much breath, but I made it, as did Tom, though he was starting to get woozy, I could tell.
The song ended so we chucked out our towels, remaining plectrums and drumsticks, saying one last thank you to the crowd. Dougie jumped onto Harrys back and made him carry him off stage, the both of them laughing almost hysterically. Me and Tom preferred to just run off, running straight through to the bus like we were told, falling onto sofas. "whoa that was an AWESOME show! It was so much fun! I'm knackered now!" I heaved, rolling onto my back, trying to breathe in all the air so I could to get rid of the black spots behind my eyes. "I know! I haven't moved that much in years!" Dougie laughed, squealing as Harry dropped him onto the sofa opposite me. "agreed, and you haven't been that mean in years either!" Harry sat next to Dougie, then laying on top of him, pinning him with his body. "you know I didn't mean it Haz, I love you really." Dougie giggled, like he knew there was a tickle war about to start at any second. "yeah, I know. But, I think Butty needs to be punished for throwing plectrums at me, and for calling me a tw*t, Dan do you agree?" Harry got that look on his face that clearly said 'I will tickle Dougie anyway, just try and stop me'. "yeah, mind if I help?" I got up, going over to the couple, making Dougie squeal as the both of us simultaneously jumped on top of him, tickling the little one to within an inch of his life. I didn't even realise that I was forgetting about Tom, who wasn't even in the room, I was so caught up in the tickle war I forgot about my own boyfriend, it took me ages to work out what felt wrong about the situation, and I only got it then because we arrived at the hotel.
238 Toms POV
I curled up in my bunk the whole way to the hotel, hiding underneath a mound of duvet, trying to block out the sound of my band mates laughter. I felt ill, really, really ill, like I was going to faint. The heat had been incredible in that arena, and it wasn't helping that I was wearing 2 tshirts, running around manically after losing a bit of blood after tearing my skin open earlier. I was actually worried I was going to pass out, I was still so warm, and feeling faint from blood loss.
The bus lurched to a stop suddenly and I took it that we were at the hotel. "boys, stop tickling each other and get moving, we have to get this thing parked and the lot of you checked in." Fletch stopped the giggling trio in the other section of the bus, seemingly not noticing that I wasn't even there. I kept quiet, wondering if I could stay in the bus all night, without anyone noticing, it wasn't like I deserved whatever hotel room I was given anyway. I had sung so out of tune tonight, looking back on it, I don't think I actually sung a single note in tune, or played the right chords in a few songs. I had been moving about and laughing so much I don't think I was even paying attention to playing, so I had messed up a few times. Note to self: don't run around a stage like a maniac, its more important getting the show right than actually having fun.
"hey, wheres Tom gone? Did he get on the bus?" Danny asked, d*mn, someone noticed I wasn't there. "yeah, he defiantly got on the bus, Tom, where have you gone? We're at the hotel now!" Harry called out, I heard his footsteps approaching my bunk. The curtains opened, revealing the bright lights of the bus, burning my eyes again. "found him! Hey, we're at the hotel, we're all getting off and going in, gunna come join us?" Harrys voice softened as he spoke to me, like I was some stupid little boy. "yeah, I'm coming." I sighed, tempted to turn down the offer of a hotel room, but not wanting to draw more attention to myself. I had already showed myself up tonight, I was not going to cause a drama so people felt sorry for me, so I was let off for messing up. I rolled out of the bunk and shuffled along behind the others, carrying my backpack of spare clothes, razor blades and cutting towel. I took them everywhere, they were the essentials I needed with me wherever we went, I never knew if I was going to have to quickly punish myself for doing something, it was best if I was prepared.
As I expected, I was given a large hotel room, complete with large double bed, sofa, tv and large bathroom all to myself. This must have cost a fortune, I was half tempted to run downstairs, checkout again and run back into the bus, the bunk was comfy enough to sleep on, I was used to cold kitchen tiles, the bunk felt like sleeping on feathers. I dreaded to think how soft and comfortable that bed was.
The only thing I actually used in the room was the shower, I smelt disgusting after that show, and maybe it would knock any dizziness out of me too, which would help. I slowly undressed and started to wipe off the make up that was almost covering my body from the hips upwards, then climbed into the shower. It was cold, just how I liked it, I had forgotten what warm showers felt like, and how beds felt, and anything else like that. The things I had taken for granted before had all gone, I wasn't allowing myself to use them, it would have been stupid of me to use them now, I wasn't worth all this luxury. I had to earn these things back, by actually managing to play shows right, which I wasn't managing at this moment in time. When I could finally make people the happiest I could make them, and do my job right, and look like an actual human being, then maybe, I would allow myself a bed, or a warm shower, or a nice meal. Until then though, I was sticking with the cold showers and floors.