sorry for the late add, been busy out most of the day getting my hair redone in time for Wembley!
247 Harrys POV
I was so proud of both Tom and Danny for managing 3 weeks without cutting, I knew they were both struggling, but they were managing brilliantly all things considered. I did sometimes worry what Tom was up to on his own in his dressing room, but I liked to believe that he was sleeping, because he was so quiet. It was admittedly hard to sleep in the tour bus, what with the constant moving of the bus, and the small bunks. We had only been in 2 hotels in the last 10 days, so we were all pretty tired, one of us usually ended up falling asleep before the afternoon.
Currently I was trying to sleep, Danny had passed out an hour ago and Dougie was god knows where, he had left for food a while ago and hadn't got back, I would look for him, but I was too tired to even get up . "hey, come with me!" Dougie appeared out of nowhere, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of our dressing room, running through corridor after corridor. "hey, slow down will you? Where are we going?" I asked, thankful that I was a quicker runner so it wasn't hard to keep up with the little one. "out here! I found a window to Toms room!" Dougie grinned, pulling me further down another 6 corridors until we found the window.
Looking in, we found it was in fact Toms dressing room, and we could see him, but I don't think he could see us. From what we could see, Tom was leaning against the bottom of the sofa in his room, holding his guitar, his head had fallen back against the cushions, I think he was sleeping. "aw, he's fallen asleep." I relaxed a little, my suspicions about Toms activities confirmed. "I wanna put him on the sofa though." Dougie sighed, he was right, it did look pretty uncomfortable. "is there a window open anywhere that we can sneak in? How about that one? Wait, I won't fit through that." I spotted a small window, there was no way I would fit through that. "I'll go in and unlock the door from the other side, give me 2 minutes, get round the other side!" Dougie smiled, hopping up and through the window with so much ease. I ran through the corridors, back round to the door that Dougie had now unlocked.
"what are you doing? I heard running!" Danny stuck his head out of our dressing room door, rubbing his eyes. "getting into Toms dressing room, we checked up on him and we're moving him so he's comfier as he sleeps." I explained, Dannys face lit up and he rushed in with me, his face melting as he saw Tom. "aw, he's too cute for words!" Danny scooped Tom into his arms straight away, putting the blonde on the sofa and laying down with him, laying his head on his chest. "oh you're cold, thats not good, guys, don't suppose you get us a blanket? Toms kinda cold." Danny sighed, rubbing Toms arms until Dougie came back with a blanket, so the brunette cocooned himself and his lover in it.
"I'ma go to sleep here now, see you guys in a few hours." Danny grinned, pressing a kiss to Toms shoulder, snuggling down in the same spot. "alright, see you two later, we'll wake you up for food." I laughed, glad to see Danny looking happy again. I think he was seeing this as a reward in itself, managing to cuddle up to his boyfriend properly for the first time in ages. "yeah sure, whatever. Now shhh, you'll wake up sleepy." Danny giggled, moving Toms arms so they were around him too, then cuddling down into his troubled lovers arms, looking the happiest I had seen him in months.
248 Dougies POV
Me and Harry left Tom and Danny to sleep and cuddle for a while, going back to our own dressing room to flop onto the sofa. Instantly, I wriggled into my lovers arms, pressing my face into his chest, pulling his arms so his hands were resting on my hip and shoulder. "whats up Doug?" Harry asked, pressing a kiss to my hair. "I dunno, just want to hug, take a moment to be a couple, you know? We don't get moments like this often." I explained, burying my face inside Harrys chest, listening to his heartbeat, hearing it beat calmly against my ear. "yeah, I know. Want some practise snuggle time then?" Harry smiled, I nodded and climbed onto his lap, being encased in his strong arms until it felt like I was being cocooned inside the safest arms ever, like nothing could ever reach out and hurt me, ever.
We sat there in perfect silence for so long, using our hands to draw out messages on each other, it was a game we liked to play sometimes, because I was ridiculously ticklish so I always ended up losing because I couldn't concentrate on the letters Harry was writing. I was in the middle of a giggling fit when Fletch walked in, breaking our little two person bubble apart. "hey, wheres the other two?" he asked straight away, he was speaking in the softest tone I had heard him use in weeks. "other dressing room, sleeping. Leave them alone, both Tom and Danny need it." Harry answered, an underlying tone of warning clear in his voice. "you have an interview in a few minutes, we need to have all four of you awake." Fletchs voice hardened again, I decided to stay out of it. I wasn't good with confrontations, and Fletch scared me a little.
"we can do it by ourselves, I'm sure we can get away with it, anyway, they're knackered, let them have a few more hours." Harry pleaded, though it wasn't really pleading, it was more orders with a hint of pleading. "fine, I'll leave them be. But you better do a good interview, and I expect them both awake 2 hours before the show." Fletch backed down, storming out, probably to go get whoever was interviewing us. "nice work." I smiled, standing up to get my headband, pulling it over my hair to keep it off my face. I always felt more comfortable with it on while there was less than all 4 of us doing something, I don't know why, it just did.
"thanks, I just want to keep Tom and Danny happy for a few more hours." Harry adjusted my headband a little, then interlinked our fingers, just as Fletch brought in our latest interviewer in. "sorry we have only have two here, the other two are indisposed." Fletch put on a fake nice smile, gesturing for the women to sit down, before walking out again. The women was blonde, with black running through her straightened hair. Her skin was pale, with light blue eyes, she was very pretty. And to say the least, I loved her clothes, black skinny jeans, with a skull and cross bone on the knee, and a white hoodie, with an anchor and writing saying 'sailing the high seas, full speed ahead'
"hey, so, where are Tom and Danny then?" the girl asked, starting a tape recorder. "they're writing a new song, they got hit with inspiration about an hour ago, I think they're on the bus, though I'm not sure." Harry covered quickly, sitting down on the arm of a sofa, holding my hips as I stood in front of him, not bothered about sitting down, because we were now the same height. "ah, right, exciting stuff! So can we look forward to a new album soon then?" she asked, grinning happily.
"yeah, maybe. We have a few songs, we'll get back to you on that one." I answered, wondering if we were actually going to record a new album, I wanted to make sure that Tom and Danny were better first, then think about doing something like that. I didn't want to make the pressure pile too high on them, so they cracked, it would kill me if all of our hard work on keeping them on the right track went down the drain because we piled too much pressure on them. "wicked! So, hows the tour going?" she went through a list of questions, mostly about the tour for once. There was barely any questions about Toms 'mental instability' probably because we had spent weeks making it sound like nothing was wrong, and Tom was doing a brilliant job of pretending like there was nothing wrong with him in public.