FLOYNTERxxx - well i will give you a rule that i always use when writing fics, everything ends up okay in the end, in some way or other, everything ends up okay in the end :)

347 Dougies POV

Despite our better judgement, we stayed at Dannys that night, but we slept in Vickys old bedroom instead, listening out to any sounds of Danny being in distress. I hoped Carrie would be doing the same with Tom, I expected that she would. I was proved right in the morning, when we went round to Toms before we went out today. "he was fine last night before you ask. Got him downstairs, which is a start." Carrie looked even more tired than she did yesterday, practically falling asleep in her cereal. "how was he? What did you do?" Danny asked almost frantically, luckily, he had slept most of the night, so he was actually awake at the moment. Though, he did not look well at all, all jumpy and unable to sit still as Tom was mentioned. God knows what he was going to do when the boy appeared from outside, he was standing in the rain, luckily all wrapped up in a coat and layers, under Carries strict orders.

"we just watched a bit of TV, trying to remain calm without thinking about much. Managed to get a bit of drawing out of him too." Carrie replied, crossing her arms and leaning her head on top. "what was he drawing? Did he sleep alright? Is he alright now? I hate being out of the loop like this!" Danny chewed on his nails frantically, until I yanked his hand away from his mouth. "don't know what he was drawing, wouldn't let me see. And yeah, he slept alright, dropped off on the sofa in front of the TV, didn't wake up until this morning. And yes, Toms alright at the moment, though I don't know if he'll be okay later on once you're all together." Carrie answered sleepily.

"well, at least he's slept. But, I don't want him to be upset, I've got to sort this out, as soon as we're in the car." Danny whimpered, luckily not going outside, just watching Tom through the window, he was just, standing there in the rain. His face was looking down at his arms, watching the raindrops roll over his sleeves. "yeah, talk in the car, not now. Let Tom do...whatever it is he's doing, cause it seems to be calming to him." Harry agreed, looking out too, unconsciously running his hands over my side. "Tom finds the rain calming sometimes. It inspires him, and the rain drops are soothing." Danny sighed, almost dreamily. "Dan, you know Tom way too well sometimes." I made him smile a little. "I know, but, he is...was, my boyfriend." Danny winced as he said 'was' it was clear he still couldn't believe that they were technically separated.

"we'll make him your boyfriend again Danny, don't worry, we'll manage it." I untangled myself from Harry and went over to Danny, hugging him. I wasn't good with advice, but, I could hug, and really, I didn't know what else I could do. "I know, lets hope." Danny sighed, hugging me back, looking longingly out the window still. "we'll manage it, I know we will." I managed a smile.

A car horn sounded outside, signalling Tommys arrival, so me and Danny broke apart, I looked outside to find that Tom wasn't outside anymore. The front door opened and closed, it must have been Tom getting his things. "come on then, time to face the music." Danny sighed, picking up his own bag, slumping out to the car. We followed along behind, getting in the back of the van like usual, everyone of us on edge, waiting for an explosion or something. I don't really know what I was expecting, crying, anger, rage maybe? I didn't know, Tom was so different, I didn't know what to expect from him, I never did.

"morning boys, is anyone going to talk?" Tommy asked, looking at Tom, who was sat in the front passenger seat. His body language literally screamed 'stay away from me' his knees drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped around them, head staring out the window, earphones jammed so far into his ears I was sure they would not be coming back out again. "no, we're a bit tired today." Danny shook his head, blatantly staring at Tom, taking in everything, checking for new wounds, any anything else he could check for.

348 Dannys POV

Tom was silent the whole car journey, scarily silent, so silent he honestly was not able to be quieter. "okay, whats happened? You're all too quiet, especially you." Tommy poked Tom in the arm, he let out a loud shriek, momentarily leaping up in his seat, before curling back into his ball again, hastily shoving his headphones into his ears. "jesus, didn't expect that." Tommy looked a bit shocked, Dougie paled so badly in his seat, practically falling against Harry. "its complicated Tommy, just, leave him be, alright?" I sighed, not wanting to ruin Toms calm mood even more. He had seemed so calm earlier while he was in the rain, now his whole body was tensed, hiding inside itself, arms fully covered, fingers still twitching almost rhythmically.

"fine, you tell me whats happened then. Cause this isn't normal, even though things aren't exactly normal anyway." Tommy looked me in the eyes through the rear view mirror. So, I explained, knowing Tom couldn't hear me, I could hear the beat of his music from here. I couldn't believe this was happening, that I was stupid enough to actually go out of the house and leave Tom on his own, without telling him where I was going. I thought it would be okay, because I would be back before he woke up in the morning, I hadn't expected him to wake up and try and find me! I should have never left, or at least left a note for Tom, so he knew where I was, so this never happened. I hated this, I wanted Tom in my arms, I missed him so much, I hadn't seen him up close in what felt like days. It had only been 1 day, but still, it felt so much longer than that. What was worse was looking at him, knowing I couldn't reach out and hold him, tell my lover that I loved him and I would make it all better for him.

"well d*mn, you guys haven't half been put through the ringer, haven't you?" Tommy sighed, carrying on driving, glancing at Tom every few seconds, in case he freaked again. "not helping Tommy." I mumbled, only looking at my Tom still, watching his arms and fingers. His fingers were still twitching, barely hanging out of his cardigan. "sorry, just, don't know what you're going to do. Have you tried pinning him down and talking to him?" Tommy suggested, sending me a look meaning he noticed the twitching too. "no, I barely got a chance to look at him yesterday. And I don't want to freak him out and make it worse." I sighed, I didn't want to risk making Tom even angrier with us.

"alright, want me to talk to him? Cause I can talk to him if you want me to, he might listen to me." Tommy suggested, giving me a smile. "yeah, if you could at some point. That would be great, thanks!" I smiled, feeling a little bit of hope. Maybe Tommy could at least get Tom to listen to us, or make him realise that we weren't actually having an affair! I could only hope he could, I didn't know how much longer I could stand this separation.

At last, we reached the tv studios, where we trudged through the corridors again, finding out separate dressing rooms, separating us from Tom, as usual. The guy had kept his earphones in the whole time, avoiding eye contact with any of us, avoiding even touching us. Tommy followed Tom into his dressing room closing the door behind him. "well, there goes nothing." I mumbled, hoping to god this would work somehow, and we would get somewhere with Tom.