FLOYNTERxxx - i have it all written/planned out, and i never leave characters unhappy in the end, ever!
349 Toms POV
"Tom, I want to talk to you." Tommy closed the door to my dressing room, waiting for me to pull out my earphones. "what about?" I asked, weary that this was about Danny, Harry and Dougie. I didn't want to hear it, I did not want to hear another lie about what happened that night. Danny cheated on me with my apparent best friends, straight out lied to me for years, made me believe that he loved me, I wasn't falling it again for the 3rd time. I shouldn't have believed him last time, guess I was just so desperate for some love and affection I couldn't stop myself from believing the lies.
"about this sudden change you've had again. You're just ignoring the guys now, not even letting them touch you. Whats happened?" Tommy said the dreaded words, I cringed, at least he wasn't trying to get me to listen to whatever story they had cooked up. "nothing, nothings happened." I lied, I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to even think of what was going on behind my back. It made me feel sick, physically sick. "something must have happened, you never completely ignore the guys, no matter how annoyed you are." Tommy pushed, standing in a relaxed way, obviously trying to seem like a friend. He's not your friend. He's going to lie to you, make you think you're not being cheating on. Yeah, I knew that, I wasn't going to listen to him, I wasn't listening to anyone. "I just, realised I don't fit in, I don't fit in with the guys. Its better if I stay away." I lied again, it sounded better than 'I'm so worthless, Danny doesn't even want to be with me anymore, but he doesn't want to make me unhappy by dumping me'
"oh really? You fit in perfectly with the others! You're all very talented guys, and you have so much in common with each other." Tommy started, no, you don't, you have nothing in common apart from being in the same band, "you share the same love of space and aliens with Dougie, you have similar loves of drumming and have the same music taste with Harry. And then there's you and Danny, who are so similar musically and in every single other way. Honestly, you fit in perfectly with the others, you shouldn't worry about that. Its not best if you stay away." Tommy finished, coming closer, giving me a hug. I tensed, but let him hug me, needing someone to hug me right now. you don't deserve it. Yeah, I didn't deserve it, but I needed a good hug right this instant, needing to feel like someone apart from Carrie could stand me.
"I know that that isn't whats up, I already know. I just want your side of the story." Tommy let me go, making me sit on the arm of the sofa. "you already know then, there's nothing to tell." I sighed, really not wanting to talk about it, but feeling like I was being trapped in a corner. "yes there is. There's your side to this, maybe if we get both sides, then we'll manage to resolve this." Tommy smiled a little, why did he care about my side? My side didn't mean anything, it was the truth, and he knew the truth, so why should he ask me this? "my side is the same as theirs. It doesn't matter." I looked down as Mellissa came in, carrying the large make up bag filled with everything I was in need of so I looked like an average human.
"oh sorry for barging in! I'll go to the others instead." Mellissa made to turn round. "no, no, its fine. Tom, I'll talk to you later, alright? And don't think I'll forget either, cause I won't." Tommy gave me a warning look, showing that I wasn't getting away with not talking...d*mn. "yeah, sure, whatever." I shrugged, letting Mellissa sort out my face and hair. "tired Tom?" she asked, I nodded a little. "late one last night, for all of us." I half lied, I had a late night, I didn't know about the others. Probably did, they knew that I knew about their relationship, so they were celebrating the fact that they didn't have to hide anymore.
"aw, well, never mind. Sleep in the car on the way to the next place." Mellissa laughed a bit, finishing fixing my hair so it swept across my face so well it hid my eyes. "yeah, might help." I stood back up again the second she finished, going to my clothes, seeing if there was anything decent to wear. "alright, I'm sorting out the others, you're on in half an hour." Mellissa smile and bustled out again, leaving me to sort out my outfit, which was the hardest thing ever. I couldn't decide on what to wear, everything I had looked awful, either too geeky, or childish, or just too plain stupid to wear. You're going to look awful in anything you wear, don't even bother.
Eventually, I managed to find one shirt and jacket that didn't look too bad with my current jeans and shoes. Looking in the mirror, it wasn't too bad, just a bit too on the I'm-still-trying-to-be-a-teenager side of things, but, it was better than anything else I had. "Tom, you ready?" Danny made me jump by coming through the door, "you look stunning." He whispered, he's lying, like always. "shut up, I don't want to hear it. Just, lets get this over with, alright? Neither of us want this anyway." I growled, wondering where the hell my sudden confidence came from. "but, Tom, I want to be with you still." Now that stung like hell. I did not want to hear that sentence, ever. "I don't want to f*cking hear it. Talk about the band and nothing else, alright?" I felt mental walls build up, I was not falling for this again. It was all lies, I was not listening to lies. "please, Tommy, you have this wrong." Danny whimpered, I hated his acting skills around me.
"no, I understand perfectly, I'm a convenience, thats it. So you guys aren't discovered, so we look normal. I understand perfectly well, so don't go there, alright?" I stopped walking, not even caring that there were tears in my eyes, that I was just realising this now. "you don't understand at all. Please don't make it like this, please." Danny begged, reaching up to wipe away my tears. "no, just, shut up." I started walking again, not letting him touch me, if he touched me when we weren't in front of people, I would believe that he loved me. And Danny did not love me, and I must never ever believe that he loved me ever again. It would be leaving me wide open for more heart break, and I already felt like my heart was being slowly ripped out every time I saw my 'best friends' so I wasn't even going to even try and let him in again.
350 Dannys POV
Toms words broke my heart into even smaller pieces, he hated me, he really sounded like he hated me so much. He honestly thought that I would cheat on him, he honestly believed that I would cheat on him. "Tom, you're not a convenience, I swear." I whimpered, putting my hand on his shoulder. "don't, just, don't." Tom shook his head, shrugging off my hand. We reached the studio, basically killing our conversation. "I love you Tom, please believe that, I love you." I sighed, grabbing his hand, because we had to keep on appearances. My hand felt so warm in Toms, it felt right, and perfect. His hand was frail, but strong at the same time, like his body was telling me he was frail and needed me to look after him, but he was still strong willed enough to survive on his own. Which he was currently doing, though I wished he wasn't, I wanted him back in my arms, properly, not just to keep up appearances.
"ready guys?" Harry sighed, giving me a look of sympathy. "yeah, ready." I sighed back, entwining my fingers with Toms, I swear he squeezed back, like he did when he was scared. "break a leg guys." Dougie gave me a smile, leaning on Harrys shoulder, gripping his hand. "you too." I whispered before we went out to the set, in front of the cameras.
Again, we went through the same questions as usual about mine and Toms relationship and his mental state. If only the public knew what was happening, what had now happened, because I was stupid enough to make Tom believe that I was cheating on him. "so, nothing is up between the four of you then? You're not arguing or pretended to love each other just for us?" the presenter smirked, leaning over their desk to look at us, their stare boring into us.
"no, we're not pretending. We do love each other." Tom answered, surprising me, I hadn't thought he would have said that, seeing what he currently believed as truth. "we do, honestly, love each other a lot." I agreed, feeling like my insides were shattering, I loved Tom so much, it hurt sometimes. I didn't want to have this happen to us, I hated this, I hated being separated like this. Tom was supposed to be my boyfriend, it was how life was supposed to go. We were supposed to be together, forever, not like this. Not talking, apart from arguing and in interviews, not looking at each other (though we didn't really look anyway) only able to touch while we were in front of cameras. I honestly felt like crying and ripping myself to shreds, just wanting to talk to Tom until we sorted this all out, so we could cuddle back up again and forget all about this. But it looked like I was going to have to do the same thing I did last time, locking him inside his room again and make him talk to me.
The distress on Toms face last time had killed me, and I was sure he would not appreciate it anymore this time round, but I might have had to do that, just so he would listen to me. "alright, I believe you, thousands wouldn't." the presenter laughed a little, "and that's it I'm afraid, its been a joy to talk to you guys. I hope we can talk again soon." They still gave us a suspicious look, but I breathed a sigh of relief, so glad that was one interview down. Only another 3 and another movie premier left to go to. After last time, I was sure that Tommy would have said we wouldn't go to any more, guess he hadn't realised what had happened last time.