FLOYNTERxxx - we shall see if Tom finds out the truth or not soon :)
353 Dougies POV
I didn't know what to do, I was just stood here, hugging both Danny and Harry, trying not to think about Toms cries ten doors down the road. "I'm sorry guys, it just hurts." Danny wiped his tears, letting go of us. "its alright Danny, anything to make you feel better." Harry smiled a bit, "want us to stay round?"
"no, I'm alright, I'll be fine by myself." Danny shook his head, managing a watery smile. "you sure? Cause we can stay, Tom probably won't come round tonight, cause Carries with him." Harry asked, keeping his hands on the both of us protectively. "I'll be okay, don't worry about me." Danny smiled again, pushing his hair out of the way. "alright, if you're sure. You can come round ours if you need to." I jumped in, wanting to make Danny feel better somehow. "nah, I'm alright. You guys go home, have some fun or something. I'm just going to go to bed." Danny sighed, moving out of our arms, pulling down his sleeves, covering his hands.
"totally sure? We can stay, if you need it, we can stay." I moved forward a bit, wanting him to change his mind, so we could stay. We couldn't help Tom, but, we could help Danny, right? "totally sure guys. Go home, have a proper sleep." Danny declined, leading us to the door. "alright, but if you need anything, just come round." Harry sounded like he was begging Danny to come round if he was in trouble, because we knew he wouldn't. Not now that Tom had caught us and thought we were having an affair. Danny was blaming himself for that whole thing, it wouldn't help anything if he kept on coming round, he would feel even more guilt, and probably make Tom worse if he found out. "yeah, alright. Bye guys. I'll see you in the morning." Danny closed his front door, leaving us to wander home to our own house.
Our night was uneventful, so in the morning it was a wasn't such a surprise to find that Danny hadn't turned up last night. I knew he wouldn't have, but it made me a bit worried over whether or not he had done anything. "alright this morning?" I asked first, the minute we ran into him. "yeah, I'm alright. I slept for most of last night, so I'm fine." Danny smiled properly, though there was a hint of worry in his eyes. "good, so, wanna go in and see if Toms any better today?" Harry moved his hands to my sides, squeezing comfortingly. "yeah... I hope he's better, we need to sort this out soon." Danny pulled in a deep breath, before letting us all into Toms house, there was almost silence inside, like no-one was home. The only sound was a small whisper, it was barely audible, but it was there.
Following it, we found that it was Carrie, tucked away in a corner with Tom, whispering gently to him as he drew on a large pad of paper. We stayed hidden behind the door for a few minutes, just to see what was going on, neither of them had seemed to notice that we were even here. "so, what are you drawing anyway?" Carrie whispered, her hand gently resting on her brothers 'clean' arm. "nothing, just junk." Tom replied, holding his book at such an angle that only he could see it, no-one else could. "brain gloop then?" Carrie laughed a little, looking up and noticing us, "oh, looks like we have company. Hey guys!" she smiled, staying by Toms side, but grinning up at us like nothing had happened.
354 Dannys POV
Carrie was obviously trying a new approach today, trying to make it seem like nothing had happened between us and Tom. So far, it seemed to be working, Tom was continuing to draw, not looking like he was about to cry or run off or anything! It made me smile, to see Tom actually sit still and look at least half way to relaxed, instead of the tensed boy who looked like he wanted to cry. "so how did the film go then, any good?" Carrie asked, making the first step towards conversation. "we didn't go in the end. Got too tired." I lied, I just didn't want to go without Tom, knowing he was at home crying his poor eyes out because of me.
"ah, same with Tom here... so, anyone want anything before you set off today?" Carrie got up, Tom whimpered quietly to himself, focusing even harder on his drawing. "no, not really. Few more hours sleep would be nice." I tried joking, feeling like it failed when Tom whimpered, meaning he probably took that the wrong way. "I think all of us want a few more hours sleep, but all I can give you is a sofa to sit on for a while though." Carrie indicated the sofa, subtly moving in front of Tom, hiding him half from view.
Slowly, I felt the three of us move as a trio towards the sofa, carefully dropping down on it, I kept a large space between me, Harry and Dougie, just in case. Instead, I sat nearer Tom, wanting to be near him, see if I could see what he was drawing. He just shuffled further away, really backing himself into the corner to carry on drawing. "well, I'm going to get you some stuff to eat, you all look hungry, make yourself comfy." Carrie winked and bounced out, leaving the four of us, alone. The awkward atmosphere dropped on top of us like a tonne of bricks, none of us knew what to say, even less than we did before this happened. What did you say to the person who was now you're exboyfriend, who thought that you were cheating on him with the rest of the people in the room? You couldn't say anything to that really, apart from 'I'm sorry. This was all a mistake' though I highly doubted that Tom would believe me no matter how many times I said that.
"so erm, whats happening today?" I broke the silence, hugging my knees close, wishing it was Tom hugging me instead. "er, few interviews and a photoshoot I think, not too sure." Harry answered, gently kissing Dougies hair, rubbing his back. The poor guy was sat on top of Harrys lap, curled up in his arms, looking so scared and worried, like he knew that if we weren't careful, things would explode. "alright, not too bad then." I sighed, desperately trying to think of a way to get Tom involved in this conversation. Instead of him being constantly either growling at me, or just plainly ignoring us. I just wanted him to stop thinking like this and just let me talk to him.
"right, Tom, we need to talk." I gave up, me and Tom needed to talk. We had to talk about this, right now! Tom whimpered and pulled a duvet over his body, that I hadn't even noticed he had with him. "Tom, please, don't be like this, we need to talk." I knelt down in front of him, trying to move the duvet from his head. "Dan, don't push too far." Harry warned, him and Dougie scooting across the sofa. "Tom, please, let me talk to you. Please, I'm begging." I whimpered, trying to pull his duvet away, not managing it. Tom could be quite strong when he needed to be. "go away." Tom whimpered, sounding like he wanted to cry. "no, please, you honestly have this all wrong. You have completely got the wrong end of the stick." I was pleading, desperately wanting Tom to just listen to me. But he wouldn't, he refused to listen, just carried on hiding, eventually running and hiding, saying that we had told him enough, he didn't want to listen anymore.
355 Toms POV
"go away! Leave me alone! I don't want to hear it!" I cried, shouting out at Danny, who was on the other side of the door. "Tommy please! We need to talk about this, you've got the wrong idea! I'm not cheating on you, I love you so much!" Danny shouted, LIAR! "liar!" I repeated the voice, knowing he didn't love me. No-one cheated on their lover, no-one ran into a different house to cuddle, no-one said that they loved someone other than their boyfriend...no-one shouted at their lover to go away and never come back as he looked into his own front room window. Danny had done all of that, I should have expected this, but it still hurt so much, like I was being stabbed while my heart got ripped out at the same time.
"I'm not lying! Tom, I swear I never slept with anyone else!" Danny argued, I didn't believe him. "you said you loved them! You said you loved them!" I could hear it in my head, Dannys voice saying that he loved Harry and Dougie, and Harry replying that they loved him too. That they always had and they always would. "as friends! I meant like friends Tom! I love you so much more than that! You're my boyfriend Tommy, you mean everything to me, nothing can come close to how much I love you!" Danny lied, he didn't want me, he never had. He screamed at you to go away, and you came back, he had to pretend to love you. Now go away again. The voice was right, I had come back after he had told me to go, I had to get out of here again, so all this pretending and these arguments didn't happen anymore, I hated these arguments. All I wanted to do was run back into Dannys arms and never let him go ever again, forget all about that moment, pretend to be happy again. But I couldn't, I wasn't worth it, I wasn't loved around here, I couldn't stay.
Ignoring everything else Danny said, I ran into the wardrobe, getting out my suitcase, unzipping it on the bed. I ran back and forth, collecting all of my clothes, shoving them into my suitcase, trying to ignore the tears blurring my vision. "Tom! Stop this, please!" Danny cried, I ignored him, he was pretending, he didn't want me to stop. The door burst open and Danny fell in, looking like he was about to cry, staring at my half packed suitcase. "what are you doing?!" Danny shouted, seemingly frozen to the spot.
"leaving, what does it look like?" I growled, trying to sound like my heart wasn't still shattering, like Danny wasn't everything that I wanted. Like we weren't meant to be in my mind. "what? You can't leave! Please don't leave, we can sort this out, Tommy, please!" Dannys tears fell. He's panicking because they'll be found out when you leave. "But you told me to leave! You told me! You told me to run away and never come back!" I cried, remembering Danny shouted at me to never come back, the day I was looking through my own front room window. It was all coming back to me, all the voices words, Dannys own words, everything. It stung like nothing else I had ever felt. "what? I never said that!" Danny shouted, looking very confused all of a sudden. "you shouted, you f*cking screamed at me to go away, that night I was looking through my window! You screamed at me to get the hell away and never come back, and thats what I did, until some sodding ambulance came along and brought me back! And the only reason why I have stayed this long was because I thought that maybe I could change into something good for once, that maybe you could love, but I can't! So just let me go, so we're all happy." I held back more tears until I started to pack more of my stuff all over again. The memories of crying last time, it killed me, and here I was, doing it all over again, realising again that I wasn't wanted here, I was never loved, it was all just a lie. 'No, no, come back. Jesus Tom, stop it, we need to talk about this." Danny grabbed my arm, pulling me away from the suitcase.
"no! We can't talk about this! I'm a convenience, you don't actually want me, you only use me so you and the others don't get found out! All this time you've been pretending, because I am too pathetic to actually have someone like me for real! Everything is better when I'm not here, its better if I go and leave you alone! Now go away! There's nothing else to say!" I tried to stop crying, to look strong and not the pathetic piece of dirt I was, but I honestly couldn't stop. All I wanted to do was cry and scream. "Tom you are not pathetic! So many people love you, I love you so much. You are not a convenience to us, you are genuinely one of our bestest friends, you're my boyfriend. Nothing is better when you're not here, its like there's nothing good in the world when you're not here. You can't leave us here, please don't leave us here!" Danny argued again, a hint of begging in his voice. "just because you need someone who will make you look even better looking and to hide your actual relationship! And don't give me a whole load of sh*t about it being a bad place if I'm not here, I know its not true. Now get out, I don't want you or anyone else to be here." I pulled out of his grip on me, not wanting to be touched, not wanting to be even looked at.
"its not bullsh*t though! Its true! The real relationship here is you and me Tommy, and you don't make us look better looking. You leave us all behind on beauty, I swear, we pale next to you." Danny looked desperate, I was actually half tempted to believe him. But I couldn't! This was the fourth time that I had found out that this whole thing was a lie, I was not falling for it again! I couldn't take falling for it again. Danny was making up lies again, about everything. I did not leave the rest of them behind on beauty, and our relationship wasn't real. The love I still stupidly felt was real, but everything else was fake, it was an impossibility to be in love with me, I was a freak, he couldn't be in love with me. "please, stop lying, just stop." I whimpered, the walls I had put up falling down yet again. I hated myself sometimes. You should, you're pathetic.
"I'm not lying Tommy, please, I'm not lying! Please, just at least stay." Danny grabbed my hand. "don't touch me, and don't call me Tommy." I growled, yanking my hand away, we couldn't hold hands, I would fall for it all over again, as I always did. "alright, anything, just please, stay, please." Danny begged, looking so hopeful. Hopeful that you'll stay so he stays hidden. "b-but you told me to go away." I cried, I knew it was true, I remembered it clearly. "I did, but, I didn't know it was you, I swear, I didn't know it was you." Danny explained, reaching out for my hand, but thinking better of it, "I honestly want you to stay, just stay, please, stay at the least. We can work this out, honestly, we can work this all out. Just stay." Danny pleaded. He wants you to stay so you can be told more lies. I knew that, but I couldn't resist his big blue eyes, I still loved him so much, that wouldn't ever change, no matter how many times he broke my heart. "I-I'll stay." I whispered, not believing a word of anything else Danny said. I still felt so angry at him, and so, so hurt, but, I agreed to stay anyway, to keep him from being found out. I could put up with the pain, I was sure I could, I could put up with it, right?