LeilaTheGalaxyDefender - :( *hands him over for a hug*
FLOYNTERxxx - haha! it does suck for Danny, not being able to help Tom through this, maybe he'll learn to in a while!
327 Toms POV
I could not stop crying, this was horrible, the second time round was worse than the first, somehow it made the pictures and captions even worse. Why did I agree to looking at them? How could I possibly agree to looking at those pictures?! And after promising myself that I wouldn't cry, go and cry again, worse than the first time, crying helplessly on the floor, not even being strong enough to get up and get away from the door. "Tommy, honey, wanna come out and talk about it?" Dannys voice managed to work its way inside my ears. "n-no!" I whimpered, choking on my tears.
"it was all lies Tom, don't be so upset about it!" Dougies voice was next. "yeah, they all lied! Fletch told them to write that, and no-one actually believes any of it!" Harrys voice turned up too, the door trying to open, but I had thankfully locked it. No-one was seeing me crying like this, they had seen my face too much already, they were not seeing it when it was even more deformed by my tears. They do believe it, everyone believes it. You may not be fat now, but you were, and you will be again. You'll balloon out again, just like you did last time. "go away!" I moaned to all four voices, not wanting to hear any of it. Couldn't I just be left to cry for a while? Never.
"Tommy, please, don't believe it, it isn't true, not a word of it! They're lying Tommy, please believe me, they're lying. You're perfect, you are so beautiful, don't listen to what the magazine is saying! They're blind!" Danny pleaded, he is the one lying, he's the blind one. You are not perfect and you never will be, not without surgery. "shut up! I don't want to hear it!" I whimpered, pleaded the monstrous voice to just shut up and leave me alone. I didn't want to hear the truth about myself all the time, I wanted to be left alone sometimes, but with this voice here, I was never alone.
"Tommy, want me to come in there? You don't sound too good." Danny worried, well dur I didn't sound good, I was crying and having a complete breakdown in here! "n-no, stay outside!" I whimpered, and refused him entry all night, until it was time for bed, after I had stopped crying, and I looked half way to normal again. I was trying to make myself look good, even though I was going to bed, not wanting Danny to think I wasn't trying anymore so he would give up on me. My mental list of improvement was getting longer, and looking in the full length mirror, I realised just how much I needed to change. In my mind, I had written all over myself, marking out all the wrong things. 'smaller' was written on my chin, and my nose. My hair had been marked with 'too messy, needs cutting'. My stomach was 'too small' surprisingly, but I couldn't put on too much, so I didn't start wobbling again.
"Tom, can I come in yet?" Danny asked, scaring me. I had forgotten he was still outside, waiting for me to be ready. "no, give me a minute." I called, running to get a proper pair of pyjamas on and fix my face and hair. I flattened my hair and shoved it into my beanie hat again, pulling my fringe just so it covered my eyes, like it should have. It was getting a bit too long at the moment, I was going to cut it tomorrow, when we got up, to save Mellissa a job. I was sure she didn't want to touch me that much. Anything I could do beforehand to save her time was a bonus, it was half the reason I did do my hair and make up before we left the house, even though she always went and redid it, telling me it was her job and I didn't need to do it for her.
"you're beautiful Tom, I don't mind what you look like." Danny called after I had finished getting ready. He does, don't ever believe him. I wasn't taking chances, I wasn't about to believe him, ever. "you can come in now." I replied, ignoring him, keeping my head down as the door opened. "hey, feeling any better now?" Danny gingerly put his hands on me, bringing me closer to him by my hips. "yeah, loads." I lied, craving a hug, but not allowing myself to hug back, or even lean the freckled northerner. "good, this'll all be over soon, don't worry. We'll sort this out soon and get rid of Fletch properly so he can't do this anymore." Danny promised. "yeah, okay." I whispered, not believing it. "we've got Darren and Richard tracking the ferret down, they'll find him and stop him from stirring anything more up." Danny brought me even closer, kissing my hat covered head, making me lean my head on his shoulder, clearly trying to make me cheer up by calling Fletch a ferret again.
328 Harrys POV
The next day, Tom wasn't really much better, he was out of his room as last, but Tom was quieter than usual today, he was practically silent as Danny held him, his arms firmly crossed over his chest, his grey tshirt falling over his fisted hands. Danny looked so worried, but was trying to hide it by hiding his face in Toms hair, holding the small boy as close as he could before Tom freaked at the close contact. "shh baby, we'll make it all okay." Danny whispered, rocking himself and Tom from side to side a little. "hey, okay Tom?" I asked, whispering gently, putting a hand on his back, not sure what else to do. Tom made a small noise and nodded, his head pillowed on Dannys shoulder, because of Dannys hand keeping him there.
"then whats up then?" Dougie asked, sliding himself between me and Tom, hugging him hesitantly, ready to let go if he had to. "nothing." Tom whispered, now shaking his head. "yeah, Tom just wants a hug, right Tommy?" Danny supplied, trying to put on a smile, not quite managing it. He looked so scared, like this was so serious, like Tom had harmed himself again. I paled at the thought. I would have to talk to him later, when he let go of Tom for a few minutes. At the moment, that looked like a long wait. The way he was clinging to Tom was almost desperate, like if he let go, Tom would fall to pieces, physically and metaphorically. I just hoped they would get through todays onslaught of interviews, before they destroyed them, making everything worse.
Before we knew it, it was time to go, time to defend ourselves again, against the idea that Tom and Danny were in trouble. If only the public knew just how much trouble they were in, they were in so much trouble right now, only in a different way than what everyone thought. "ready Tommy? We'll only be a few hours hopefully, then we'll come home." Danny now managed a semi reasonable smile, kissing Toms hair gently. "yeah, ready." Tom nodded, looking at all of our clothes, then at his own. I had guessed this was going to happen and me and Dougie hadn't even bothered getting dressed, instead we were still in our tracksuit bottoms, and baggy tshirts, Danny was the same, so Toms baggy shirt and jeans didn't really look that bad. He was the best dressed out of the lot of us, so it wasn't too bad on him.
Again, when we arrived at the TV studio, no-one was there again. I was glad about that, they would have surely picked up on our state of dress and twisted it into something completely different than what it was. "Doug, stick close, alright? Don't wander off please." I brought Dougie close, making him stand by my side protectively. I knew that Dougie would never wander off without telling me he was going on a wander, but I felt like I had to do something to make sure at least someone was safe. I couldn't really help Tom at the moment, and I could help Danny when we got two minutes by ourselves, but right now at this second, the only person I could help was Dougie. So I would do all I could to help him, and hope that it helped us as a whole in some way. Luckily, Dougie seemed to sense my need to help, and pressed himself close to my side, his arm going round my middle, holding my shirt.