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366 Dannys POV a few hours ago.
In the morning, once I had woken up again and had had Harry explain what was going on today to me, we ran down the road to Toms, getting ready in the cinema room, hiding away until he woke up. I was desperate for this to work, this had to work, had to, I didn't how much longer I could take without Tom. Worrying myself half to death over what was going to happen without me there, whether he was eating, if he was sleeping, if he was crying, if he was doing anything! I needed to be with him, always, to make sure he was okay, anything else than okay wasn't something I would settle for.
"right, Tom should be waking up now, I'm going to go and get him, stay quiet, alright? Stay still and quiet until I turn the light on!" Carrie grinned, a little deviously, reminding me almost painfully of how Tom looked when he thought he had the greatest plan in the world. That look was so adorable, it made me want to hug him, more than usual, hug him like he was the sweetest little boy on the planet. I wished I could see that look again, see Tom look happy and childlike again. Maybe after we sorted this out I could help him with that, yeah, I would help him with that later on, once we were together again.
Footsteps came down the stairs, and my heart rate picked up, waiting not so patiently to see Tom, imagining what he looked like. Hair all messed up, standing on weird ends, dressed in his cute little pyjamas, his dressing gown making him look like a child, his big brown eyes making me want to drown in them. The light flicked on and there he was, almost exactly like I imagined him. Like I had thought, Tom was in his movie pyjamas, the ones with the little cameras on the bottoms, and one of his many Star Wars tops, his hair was flat and styled against his head, and oh his eyes! His eyes were still that deep brown, making me want to drown in them. Could he be any more perfect?!
"surprise Tommy! We came over to celebrate the non-birthday!" I stood up, knowing I was grinning stupidly at him, but how could I not when he looked so ridiculously cute and perfect and exactly like my boyfriend?! I couldn't! It was impossible! I loved him too much to not look at him like that! "yeah! We brought cake and popcorn!" Dougie joined in, smiling shyly from Harrys arms, Toms eyes widened, but he didn't move. "don't just stand there! Come in! There's loads of room here!" Harry encouraged, by the looks of things, there was a manic thought process whirling through Toms head, like he was trying to decide what to do with himself. Don't scream, don't panic, oh god, please don't panic! I begged inside my mind, practically willing Tom by nonexistant mind control (no matter how many times Tom said there was such a thing) to sit down.
"I'll go get some crisps." Tom mumbled, running down the stairs faster than lightening, cr*p! "Danny don't just stand there, go talk to him!" Carrie urged, pointing after he brother. "I'll come and help!" I called, running down after him, hearing the door shaking before running footsteps again, and the back door shaking. "hey, don't look so jumpy! Look, we're not actually here to celebrate your birthday when its not your birthday...wow thats a weird mouthful...anyway, I wanted to talk to you instead." I carefully stepped forward, like I was walking towards a dangerous, angry, tiger. Though, Tom looked nothing like that, he looked so scared, so small, glancing everywhere, even managing a look at me a few times. He looked so, so scared, it broke my heart into pieces, he actually looked scared of me, tears welling up in his eyes. I could only hope that saying this would help out a bit.
367 Toms POV
"look, Tommy, I know what you saw was bad, but, you completely got the wrong end of the stick! I swear, you got it all wrong." Danny started, stepping forward even more, so close I could reach out and touch him. I was so tempted, just to feel him against me again, but I couldn't! He wasn't my boyfriend, he was my exboyfriend! He cheated on me, and was trying to lie to me again! "no! Shut up!" I put my hands over my ears, not listening, not touching him. "Tommy, please, listen to me." Danny pulled my hands away from my ears, holding my hands, feeling so soft and warm. Our hands joined perfectly, we were meant to be, supposed to be. How did this happen? You're pathetic and ugly and worthless. He's perfect, beautiful and is everything, thats how.
"let me go! Don't, please don't! Don't call me Tommy, don't say anything to me!" I pleaded, ignoring the voice trying to make it worse, trying to pull my hands away, unable to even move in Dannys strong grip. "no, Tommy, look at me. Please, look at me. Listen to me too, I'm trying to tell you what really happened, I hate this as much you do." Danny kept me still, oh god, he was going to tell me what really happened! He's going to tell you all about the cheating, break you into pieces so you don't come back for more of him. "I know, I know! You don't need to tell me! You never loved me, you pretended because there's no other way anyone will love me. I get it. Now let me go and go home!" I promised myself to not cry, I was not going to cry. I couldn't cry in front of Danny, he would feel sorry for me and would want to go back to pretending to love me. "no! No, baby, you have it all wrong! I swear, you have it completely wrong!" Danny caught my cheek in his hand, holding it gently, steadying me, making me look at him. But I couldn't look at his face, I couldn't look at him, I would just fall for all over again.
"I-I'm not your baby." I fought back weakly, fixing my gaze on the kitchen tiles, not at Dannys hands, not at his face either, not thinking about those ocean blue eyes staring into mine as we laughed and danced on these tiles, and so many other kitchen tiles over the years. "okay, but please listen to me. I didn't cheat on you, I would never even think to cheat on you. I love you so much." I cheated on you, I have done the whole relationship, I hate you. "I never pretended to love you, I have loved you since we were 18 years old." I have always pretended to love you, I've hated your guts since we were 18 years old. The voice corrected, it hurt so much to hear both versions, knowing one was a lie, the one I wanted to be true was a lie. "please, stop it, please!" I couldn't help it, the tears fell, by the bucket load, falling down my face, making me even more monstrous. Nice going, now you really look pathetic. Don't listen to word being said now, don't you dare. Its going to be a lie out of sympathy.
"oh Tommy, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Don't cry like this, I'll start too!" Danny brought me into his arms, and I couldn't help it, I didn't fight back. He'll cry because you're pathetic, because he has to sort out your sorry arse again. Now don't hold onto him, don't be that stupid. "shh baby, its okay, we'll make it okay. I love you so much, I'll make it all okay, you just have to see that." Danny whispered, don't believe him! "shut up, please, shut up!" I begged, hitting his chest weakly, not wanting to hear this. "okay, okay, shh, just calm down then. Calm down." Danny coaxed gently, but I fought, I wasn't doing anything he wanted me to do! "no, no, no!" I whined, feeling my legs weaken, and my eye sight go black.
The next thing I knew, I was tucked up in bed, people talking outside in the corridor. "he's difficult Dan, but we'll make him believe. He'll believe in the end." Harry promised, the shadows of them on the walls showed him bringing Danny into his arms, the two of them embracing, showing their relationship, making me feel so much worse.