LeilaTheGalaxyDefender - haha! yeah i love writing really long and detailed stuff, so nothing gets left out or anything! there's a long way to go on this fic, and it has a sequel that i'm working on right now! :D
xxPUDDxx - yeah, i'm seeing them at Wembley this year! and aw that sucks, i really hope they do some summer shows or something that you can go to! :)
241 Dannys POV
The time I woke up was far too early to be considered legal, until I realised that in fact, it wasn't early, it was 11am and it was just dark and rainy outside. Then, my phone scared the living daylights out of me by ringing loudly so loudly I fell out of bed trying to grab it from the bedside table. "eh, what do you want?" I groaned, seeing Fletches nickname (the ferret of doom - don't ask why) on screen, "hello?" I managed to say upon answering, wondering what the hell Fletch wanted. "you missed breakfast, we're waiting on you and Tom, where are you?" Fletch growled, oh he was angry. "sorry, I overslept, I'll come down now. Have you tried phoning Tom, cause he isn't in here, didn't Harry and Dougie see him last night?" I asked, wondering where the hell Tom could have gotten too.
"he isn't answering his phone...oh great, Dougies hyperventilating." Fletch clearly was rolling his eyes, the sound of Dougie heaving for breath and Harry trying to calm him down in the background. I had heard that Dougie had been managing to keep his nerves under control since Tom came back, mostly managing to just keep it in until both him and Harry were alone before he had another hyperventilating and fainting attack. "alright, I'm coming, I'm going across to Toms room now, I'm sure he just has his phone on silent." I was fighting down my own worry for Dougies sake, the poor boy hated panicking like this, it was best to calm him down and keep your own panic at bay.
"good, Dougie, calm down will you?" Fletch sighed, I could almost feel the death glare Harry was giving Fletch through the phone. "Fletch, shut the hell up! Dougie, baby, its alright, shh." Harry was then heard, used to Dougies panic attacks. I ignored whatever was said next, deciding to knock on Toms door, rubbing sleep from my eyes as the door opened. "found him, we'll be down a while, Dougie, calm down." I shut off the call, realising as I tried to put my phone in my pocket that I was still in boxers and a tshirt, I hadn't even gotten dressed before walking out of my room.
"found me?" Tom questioned, from under his fringe I could see he looked confused. "yeah, Fletch phoned up, wondering where the both of us were. Harry and Dougie have been on the bus for ages, apparently we've missed breakfast and they're all ready to go." I left out the part about Dougie panicking, not really wanting to worry Tom, or make him feel guilty, he felt guilt for things he shouldn't have even been worried about, I didn't want him to feel even worse. "oh, sorry, I just...didnt realise what the time was." Tom clearly lied, maybe he didn't want to be on the bus with Fletch. "yeah, did the same myself. So, wanna have a Call Of Duty tournament on the bus? While we're on the way to the next show?" I asked, wondering if I could keep him from Fletch, even for a little while. "you can, I'm still tired. Didn't sleep until 3am." Tom shrugged, going to close the door again.
"wait! Can I meet you outside here in 10 minutes? So we can go down together? I don't really fancy walking down to Fletch by myself." I stopped the door closing quickly, wanting to make our way down to the bus together, like we used to. "yeah, alright, I'll be there in 10." Tom then closed the door, leaving me to collect up all my stuff and get dressed properly, before meeting him back in the hallway, where we walked, in complete silence, not even holding hands, onto the bus.
242 Toms POV
Stepping onto the bus, I found Fletch glaring at the door, and no sign of Harry or Dougie. "finally boys! Take your time why don't you?" Fletch shot acidly at me, folding his arms. "sorry Fletch, we were up until the early hours practising and talking. We over slept." Danny offered in explanation, why was he lying? I didn't get it, we hadn't seen each other since we had checked in, why was he saying that we spend the night together? "oh really? Thats why Harry told me they spent last night with Tom, is it? Pull the other one Danny." Fletch growled, shooting Danny a death glare. "sorry, well I spent the night playing anyway." Danny backed down, dumping his bag on the bunk. "we were with Tom until 3am Fletch. We've only been awake for a few hours, and thats only because Dougie-" Harry stopped himself short, him and Dougie appearing at the stairs to the upstairs section. "I woke up early! Couldn't sleep, too hyper from the show!" Dougie cut in, he looked awful, his skin had gone pale and slightly shiny, and was heaving a little, sort of like he had had another one of his heaving sessions.
"right, whatever, anyway, Tommy, start driving! We're all here now." Fletch sighed, getting out and going to his own car, he always went in there, I have no idea why though. "don't take it personally guys, I just think Fletch is stressing out over a lot of things. He'll calm down eventually." Tommy sent us a smile and started driving, I didn't believe a word he said though. That was what everyone said to us when talking about Fletchs anger, when it was obvious he was taking out his anger over me and my failures on the lot of us as a group. I felt so guilty for making Fletch shout at the 4 of us, instead of just me, if he hated me so much, he should have just said it, so I knew to stay away from him.
"right, I call a Call Of Duty tournament! Who's in for it?" Danny perked up, always one to try and cheer up his friends. "yeah, alright, I feel like shooting the cr*p out of something and vegging out for a while." Dougie shrugged, falling onto the sofa, he looked so worn out, and clammy, I hoped he wasn't coming down with something. "yeah, you need it Dougs." Harry ran a hand through Dougies hair, giving him a worried look. "I'm fine, stop worrying dude!" Dougie sent Harry a look that I couldn't decipher. "I know, just want to make sure." Harry sent a look back, gently kissing Dougies clammy forehead, wrapping his arms protectively around him.
"gunna join us Tommy? We have peanut M&Ms and 4 controllers." Danny broke me looking at the couple, wishing I had the confidence and the looks and personality to be able to be like that with Danny. "dunno, I'm kinda tired." I answered, not wanting to impose on their competition. "so? Sleep on Dannys shoulder! We won't thrash him too bad so he won't move much!" Dougie giggled, sticking his tongue out at Danny. "whatever you little bugger, come on Tom, just sit with us. When was the last time we all hung out, playing games on the bus? Its been ages!" Danny patted the spot next to him, it looked so inviting, so I did give in and sat on the floor in front of the sofa. It had been so long since I had last sat with the guys and watched them play games, and even longer since I had actually joined in. Maybe if I just sat down here and was quiet enough, maybe I could stay, and fool myself into thinking that we were all happy, and I didn't have 4 fresh cuts on my arm, as punishment for last nights awful concert.
I felt a pair of skinny jean clad legs fall on either side of my body, recognising them as Danny straight away. "they're gunna be love birds for a while, thought we could come up with game strategies to kick their butts." Danny offered as explanation, nodding his head towards Harry and Dougie, who were cuddled up still, Harry keeping his protective arms around his little baby Dougie.