quick add before i get called back into school for a UCAS meeting
239 Dougies POV
"I wanna go see Tom, just to make sure he's okay." I sighed, sitting on the bed and watching Harry walking about after his shower, getting dressed. "yeah, I want to too, cause its not normal to just go and hide in a bunk after a massive show like that, especially one that good." Harry agreed, pulling on a tshirt and tracksuit bottoms. "I know, thats not normal, even for Tom now." I sighed, getting up and pushing my way into his arms, feeling worried for my best friend. He had been fine earlier on, on stage, its just like as soon as we got off stage, he just flipped back to the scared little boy he had turned into. "exactly, you wanna go now or wait a while?" Harry asked, holding out his hand for me.
"go now, just in case, just to make sure he's alright." I grabbed his hand, pulling myself up and hurrying along to Toms room, which was only down the hall. Luckily, I remembered the number of the room he had walked through, so it was easy to get the right door. Tom hesitantly answered after a few knocks, opened the door a little, looking through the crack. "hey, you seemed down earlier, after the show. We came over to see how you were now." I explained, pushing on the door a little. "give me 2 minutes, I'm not dressed." Tom almost slammed the door, there was scrambling inside for a while, then the door opened again.
"can we come in then? Or are we all standing in a corridor all night?" Harry tried to joke, it didn't really work. "yeah, sorry, I'm not with it. Buzzing still, from the concert, you know?" Tom yanked open the door, he looked so jittery, it was unbelievable. "yeah, its going to take ages to calm down, I think I drank too much red bull!" I managed to laugh, feeling awkward, I had never felt like this with Tom. He had always been like a second mum to me, I could tell him anything, hang out with him at any time, even if he was in the middle of something incredibly important. Now to feel so awkward around the guy, who was now probably even skinnier than me, was almost too weird to comprehend.
"yeah, probably. So erm, what are you doing in here, do you need something?" Tom asked awkwardly, pulling down his sleeves, I swear I almost had a heart attack. "no, we just wanted to hang out for a while. We haven't really hung out as a three in forever." I smiled, falling to sit on a sofa, trying to make it feel like this was just like how it used to be. It wasn't working, this just felt forced. I didn't want it to be forced, I wanted it to be just like normal, to have us all here, happy and laughing, joking around and staying up until the really early hours in the morning. Instead of the conversation starting to flow straight away, we all sort of sat down, looking around the room blankly, all of us lost in different thoughts.
240 Harrys POV
It took so long for anyone to speak, none of us knew what to say to each other without leaving Tom out of the conversation. This had never happened before, ever, I just wished that Tom could get better so we could talk properly. "so, er, good show huh?" I managed to come up with, after sitting in awkward silence for over 20 minutes. "yeah, good show. You guys nailed it." Tom nodded, he winced a little too, though I have no idea why. "thanks, you did too, I think we all were amazing out there. The crowd loved it." I encouraged, seeing Tom visibly hold back a wince this time. "I think its the best show so far, cause everyone enjoyed it." Dougie joined in, sliding his hands into my own, biting at his lip.
"you only think that cause you like throwing stuff at me!" I teased, trying to liven up this dead conversation. "yeah but you love it really! Means you get a tickle fight later!" Dougie giggled, poking me in the side. My heart melted at the giggle he gave, I had missed hearing it while we weren't on stage, it was only time I heard him laugh, completely care free and happy. "hmm, good point." I poked Dougie in the stomach, hearing him squeak loudly. "don't poke me!" Dougie whined, poking me back. "then don't poke and throw stuff at me on stage!" I poked him right back again, making him squeak and whine again. "I'm not sitting with you anymore! I'm gunna sit with Tom, he won't poke me!" Dougie stuck his tongue out and moved to sit on the floor with Tom, who looked beyond awkward now, especially when Dougie sat down with him, the heavily tattooed arm going around very thin shoulders.
We spent the rest of the evening just sitting with Tom, trying to cheer him up a little, he looked so out of place right now, for no apparent reason. He just looked like he wanted to cry, maybe even cut his arms again, I dreaded to think what state his arms were in, they must have been awful. "so, I think we better be getting back to our own rooms again now. It is 2am, and you both look knackered." I sighed when Dougie yawned for the 100th time in the past hour, his eyes fighting to stay open. "yeah, I'm falling asleep! Night night Tommy, great show tonight, and tomorrows will be awesome too." Dougie yawned again, letting me pick him up, like you would with a 5 year old, letting him nuzzle into my neck. "night guys." Tom mumbled, standing up and opening the door for us.
"night Tom, we'll see you tomorrow," I smiled (Dougie added a 'later on today you mean' sleepily) "sleep well, you deserve it after that awesome show." I finished off, giving him a one armed hug, trying to keep Dougie in my arms too. "you worked harder, you deserve more sleep. Night guys." Tom mumbled, closing the door the second we let go of him. "alright, come on Doug, time for bed." I decided to ignore that and put it down to tiredness, carrying Dougie back to our own room. I laid him down on the bed as soon as we got in, realising that Dougie had fallen asleep in my arms, he groaned when I tried to pull away, pulling on my tshirt he had fisted his hands round.
"alright, I won't take off my tshirt then." I rolled my eyes a little, not able to think anything other than 'Dougie is so cute when he clings on to me.' So, I crawled into bed too, covering us with the covers, cuddling up to the tiny blonde. "night night Dougs, I love you." I whispered, giving him a gentle kiss to the cheek before going to sleep myself.