sod it, adding again cause theres a lot of views on the last add. Also, shout out to anyone who knows who James Marsters is!
290 Harrys POV
I was so glad when someone decided it was time to go to a break, I didn't know how many more questions like those would have been asked before Tom and Danny cracked. At least they had a few minutes to recover. "you alright? Want us to take over?" I asked, rubbing Toms shoulder gently, he was shaking. "no, we're alright. Thanks by the way, for backing us up then." Danny shook his head, squeezing the hand I had on Toms shoulder. "no problem, I think we all know from previous experience how tough it is, but at least it was half expected, you know?" I encouraged, it wasn't such a shock now because of me and Dougie, I guess it just shocked people that none of us were straight. "yeah, I know...you and me are having a talk later on, alright?" Danny pointed the last bit to Tom, who gulped audibly. "d-do we have to?" he asked, paling badly. "yes, we do. The idiots just worried me, okay? Just, let me talk to you later, alright? I need to talk to you later." Danny pleaded, holding onto Toms hands, squeezing them tightly. "fine." Tom gave in, he didn't look particularly happy about that either.
"we're back on in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" someone shouted, we all turned round again to face the presenter again, who had luckily not been listening to our whispered conversation. "hello, welcome back. We're still here with recently outed McFLY, getting all the gossip about this revelation!" the presenter started, the one thought that passed through my mind was 'kill me now'. It seriously not THAT bigger news, half of our fans had suspected it for years, and the other half had made jokes on several occasions. And if our fans were happy (which apparently, they were) then why did anyone else have to care? At least Fletch hadn't tried to tell everyone about the problems Tom and Danny were having right now, that could potentially screw us all up, to have everyone trying to pry out of Tom what was wrong with him, that could go very, very badly.
"so, is this going to change anything? Like how the band works, or anything?" the presenter asked, this wasn't sounding too bad. "no, of course not! We'll work the exact same way, nothing is going to change! We're just going to be a little bit more open with our relationships." Danny shook his head, his hand untangling from Toms and slipping it around his middle instead. "oh really? So there's no more shocks about your love lives we should know about then, now that you're being so open?" the presenter leant forward again, did he have to be so nosy? "no, I think thats everything. We're all gay, we're married, Tom and Danny are dating. Nothing else needs to be said really." I shrugged, running my fingers across Dougies thigh, tracing patterns, so he knew that I was there for him and it was going to be alright, things were looking up a bit.
"you guys know everything now, so there's nothing really that we need to say." Danny added, his knee bouncing, like he was itching to get away from this interview. "okay, one last question before we let you go, we know that you didn't voluntarily come out, that this was a mole who told everyone. What would you like to say to that person?" the presenter asked, did he really have to ask that question?! He was just fishing for dirt now, and I knew we weren't giving him the satisfaction. "well, whoever it was, thanks for telling everyone. We don't have to hide our true feelings anymore, so thanks for taking a load of our minds!" Danny laughed, obviously trying to tell Fletch that his plan had failed miserably. We knew it was Fletch who had told on us, and it scared me to think he might try something else, but for now we hadn't cracked under this plan, so we had the last laugh.
291 Dougies POV
The interview wrapped up and soon we were piled into the car again, being driven off to wherever it was we were going next. "were are we going anyway?" Danny asked, midway through the drive. Tom was sitting next to him, his ear phones shoved into his ears, ignoring Dannys large hand on his side, while me and Harry were sat at the back, holding each other close, quietly trying to think up anything else we could say to back up Tom and Danny. "we've got a photoshoot and another interview, then we're home for the rest of the day." Tommy explained, making 'woop' at the thought of going home. It had already been a long day and it hadn't gotten past 3pm yet!
Another 20 minutes later, we drove up to a small building, it looked a bit like a shop, but slightly more open plan from what I could see through the windows. Heading in, I found that I was right, it was quite open plan, with just a white backdrop surrounded by loads of cameras, typical photo shoot then. "hello boys! I'm James Marsters, I'll be doing the shoot today." A man walked up, he was tall, with platinum blonde slicked back hair, and blue eyes. He was pale, and quite muscular, but seemed nice enough. "hi, I'm Tommy, they're manager. And thats Tom, Danny, Harry and Dougie." Tommy pointed to each of us in turn.
"nice to meet you boys. I'm planning a nice simple shoot, not a huge set up or anything. Just pictures of yourselves, and brilliant, you're already in black and white! That'll save a lot of time!" James smiled, clapping a little excitedly. "What do you want us to do?" Harry asked, slipping his hand into my own, squeezing it tightly. "well because of this recent revelation, about your relationships with each other, I was thinking that you could just do a few couple shots. Just hugging and stuff, not kissing if don't want, just holding hands and hugging, sort of like how you are now." James explained, it seemed alright. I didn't see the harm in that, and to be honest, I would have just liked to be held by Harry for a while. "sounds reasonable." Danny shrugged in agreement, and so we started wandered over to the backdrop.
As soon we were stood in order that James liked, he started taking a whole load of pictures, focusing on Tom and Danny, but also taking a fair share of me and Harry too. Especially when we started dancing as the music changed on the radio, or whatever it was that was playing music. It changed from 30 Seconds To Mars - Kings and Queens to Avril Lavigne - Sk8er Boi, and I loved this song so much, so, being the wonderful husband I am, who loves embarrassing his husband, I made me and Harry dance along. We were going nuts, jumping and spinning, tripping over each others feet, making Tom and Danny laugh, or at least giggle a bit. Wait, we made Tom giggle?! RESULT! I knew dancing along was a good idea, only it would have embarrassed Harry, but we made Tom giggle a bit, which was even better!
"good idea Dougs! We made Tom giggle and Danny laugh." Harry smiled, bringing me close after spinning me under his arm. "thanks, I knew something good would happened." I smiled, leaning on his chest. "really? Well then you're a genius." Harry laughed, he was up to something. "what are you up to?" I asked, realising too late that I was being picked up. I squealed loudly, being picked up so I was cradled in Harrys arms...wait, I knew this one. "don't squeal, you'll burst eardrums! Now you ready?" Harry teased, I nodded, laughing still, knowing I was about to scream again. Almost unexpectedly, I was dropped, but Harry still had hold on one arm and one leg, spinning us both round. I screamed as expected again, half scared that I was going to be dropped, though I trusted Harry and his strength.
All the time, I heard Tom and Danny laughing, they had seen this a hundred times, but they still found it funny. I was glad I was making them happy, and probably getting a lot of pictures of them without them realising, which could only be a good thing, because of Toms self conscious side.