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292 Toms POV
I tried to contain my giggles a little at Harry and Dougies messing about, but I couldn't keep it all in, I still ended up giggling at poor little Dougies squeals as he was spun round. He only stopped when Harry pulled him up and back into his arms again, bursting out laughing instead when they overbalanced and toppled over. Danny really did crack up laughing then, falling over and almost taking me with him, ending up in the mass of arms and legs with the others. Thats when I noticed that we were still getting our picture taken, James was loving it, taking as many pictures as possible of this.
"Tom, get down here!" Danny yanked me to the floor too, unusually heavy handed. I faked a laugh, trying to ignore the cameras. I had completely forgotten they were there, now I could almost make out the sound of the cameras going off, the lights flashing, feel everyone in the room eyes on us. They're judging you, seeing how skinny you are, seeing how ugly you are. The monster growled, I pulled my shirt out a little, so it looked a little baggier. Though that was ruined by Dannys arms wrapping around me, keeping me on the floor as we watched and 'laughed' at Harry and Dougie play fighting. It was torture for the rest of the shoot, I was overcome with the want and need to hide away in the minivan, so no-one could see me anymore. I didn't want to be seen anymore, I didn't like the idea of being centre of attention right now, couldn't we go home already?
Luckily, the interview wasn't too bad, we just did a bit of explaining again about mine and Dannys relationship. Its not a relationship though, is it? He doesn't love you. Again the monster reminded me and made me want to cry again. I had wanted to cry all day today, couldn't it just shut up now about things I really didn't want to hear. Danny did love me, he did, I was sure he did...he loved me like I loved him, didn't he? He wasn't just pretending? No, he couldn't be, all those things he said the other month, of course of he loved me! Why was I doubting this much, I shouldn't have been doubting this! He wants to talk to you later, remember, thats going to be the break up. No it wasn't! He was talking to me, about why I ran away, and if it was about our past relationship...oh god that would be the break up! Okay, could we stay here for the rest of our lives?!
"isn't that right Tommy?" Danny smiled, breaking me from my inner panic attack. "huh, what? Sorry, I was...daydreaming." I shook my head, now you look like an idiot, nice job. "I said, we are very happy together and have been for years, and being public about our relationship won't change that, isn't that right?" Danny repeated, squeezing my hand again, he did that a lot. "yeah, being public won't change that one bit." I answered, smiling a little, because I had to. "thats good then. So, would you say you're in love? Or are you just seeing each other?" James asked, writing down our answers.
"yeah, this is love, I would call it love for sure. Toms the one for me." Danny kissed my cheek, hugging me close. He's lying, don't listen to him. Would the monster let me have just ONE moment to answer myself, and fan boy a little over those sentences?! Just one moment, that was all I was asking, one moment to blush and internally scream about the fact that Danny had said I was the one for him. "and Tom? What do you have to say to that?" James wrote down hurriedly Dannys answer before turning to me. "yeah, its love. Definitely love." I agreed, blushing furiously, especially when Dannys face split into such a huge smile. Wordlessly, he kissed my cheek, pressing his nose into same spot afterwards, I felt my face started to smile too, Dannys nose falling into my dimple, making him giggle.
"aw, you two are admittedly quite cute together. Well, I think that should be it for today. Its been nice talking to you." James stood up, the four of us following, shaking his hand. Well, the others did, Danny had captured my hands in one of his own, so I couldn't shake his hand. Instead, I politely thanked him and said goodbye, letting myself be pulled back to the car, willingly curling up to Danny on the way home. Dannys words were still echoing in my mind, I was the one for him, he thought I was the one for him, the actual one. How was this even possible?! Its not, don't forget he still wants to talk to you later on. Then we'll see what he says. The monster warned, interrupting my fan boyish moment. But I tried to ignore it, and focus on now, on the fact that Danny loved me, and just wanted me.
293 Dannys POV
I was sort of glad to get home when we did, my stomach was starting to growl at me for food, I hadn't had anything all day, I had been too nervous about how today was going to go to eat anything. Now I was paying the price, I was starving. "right, I'm making dinner, everyone up for that?" I announced, bouncing out the car, pulling Tom out too. He tensed in my arms, okay, maybe that wasn't such a good idea to announce that as loud as I did. I had momentarily forgotten that Tom really had decided to not like food, or at least eating it, since the restaurant. It really had messed with his head, he now really did refuse to sit with us while eating, and tried to eat very little. He was losing weight again, and I could hear his poor stomach calling for food at night, it scared me a little.
"yeah, we're game!" Dougie practically jumped out of the car, running into the house before I could say anything more. "okay, who gave him sugar again?" I laughed a little, trying to ignore how tense Tom was, if I didn't acknowledge it, maybe he wouldn't get too bad. Sometimes, I sensed that by making a huge fuss of the things Tom did made him worse, so maybe if I let him eat by himself, and just gave him a slighter bigger portion, then maybe he wouldn't be too bad. "don't look at me! I haven't fed him sugar today, I think he's just gone hyper on air again, or he's been listening to too much Blink again." Harry ran in after him, grabbing Dougie and pulling him into his arms, tickling the small boy.
"hey! I'm trying to draw in here!" Carrie shouted with a playful laugh, tucking a bit of hair behind her ear. "sorry, someones given them sugar again!" I teased, sticking my tongue out at the boys. "ah, that explains it then. So how did today go then?" Carrie asked, turning round on the sofa to face us. "it went well, really well in fact. Hey, Tommy, how about if you tell Carrie about it while I go order us a pizza or two?" I suggested, giving Tom a kiss on the cheek before going to order a pizza. Luckily, I knew what everyone liked, so I could just order it straight off without even asking, leaving the others to cuddle and hopefully talk about todays events.
When I came back, I was glad to see that Tom was at least trying to talk to Carrie, he wasn't exactly talking fluidly, but, he was trying, and thats all that mattered. "so we um, did the photoshoot and took some pictures. And had another interview...and, it seems like people don't mind." Tom explained, pulling down on his sleeves nervously. "well thats good then, isn't it? To know that people don't mind that you're in a relationship with Danny." Carrie smiled, scooting closer to her brother, holding his hand to stop him pulling on his sleeves, "oh, you've chewed a hole through it, I'll sew it up later for you."
"you don't have to, I'm just going to throw it out anyway." Tom shook his head, pulling his hands away. "nah, don't worry about it, I'll sew it up tonight." Carrie smiled, with a tone that was soft, but almost hinted that she wasn't going to take no for an answer. Sometimes, I was quite glad Carrie was here, she was still kind to her brother, but in a sort of tough way, so he knew not to argue and just let her do whatever it was she needed to do.