Guest - well, we'll have to see if Tom ever believes Danny again, he may do after a lot of convincing, but it doesn't seem likely right now :/
368 Dougies POV
I hurt so much as Tom struggled against Danny, telling him to not call him Tommy, and that he wasn't his baby. My heart actually shattered as I heard him say that Danny pretended to love him because there was no other way anyone would love him, the shards of my heart left pounded inside my chest as he started to cry, looking so weak and helpless. I wanted to run over and hug him, make him feel loved. But I couldn't, I couldn't run over and hug him, make poor Tom even worse.
"stay here Doug, let them sort it out." Harry kept a hand on my shirt, the other on my hip, keeping me still, away from what was happening. "please, stop it, please!" Tom cried, being brought into Dannys arms, standing against Dannys body, but not hugging back. "oh Tommy, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Don't cry like this, I'll start too!" Danny tried laughing, managing to hold Tom close, "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."
"shut up, please, shut up!" Tom weakly hit Dannys chest, his legs shaking as Danny shushed him gently. "no, no, no!" Tom whined after Danny whispered something, slowly falling over, relying on Danny to hold him up more and more. "shhh, Tommy, it'll be okay, don't worry. Shh, calm down...oh god, don't pass out on me." Danny realised what happened as Tom went limp and quiet, carefully laying the blonde on the floor. Now I couldn't handle standing here, I ran forward, dropping down by Toms body, he was still breathing, thank god.
"he just, passed out. I-I pushed too far again." Danny whimpered, stroking Toms hair gently. "you didn't push too far. You did well, really well, you stayed calm, even when Tom started crying." Harry smiled, rubbing his back gently. "thanks, you think so?" Danny relaxed a little, running his fingers over Toms cheek still, maybe a little manically, like it was the only thing he could do. "yeah, you tried, and did really well. Its a setback that Tom passed out, but, it'll get better, we'll manage to get him to listen eventually." Harry smiled, playing with my hair at the same time.
"yeah, I know. Right, better get him somewhere comfy." Danny carefully picked Tom up, carrying him upstairs into his bed. Danny treated Tom like a fragile baby as he tucked him in, making sure he was in a comfortable position, covered up under the duvet, Mickey Mouse tucked under his arm. "it'll be okay baby, don't worry, you'll feel better later. I love you." Danny whispered, mostly to himself, kissing Toms forehead gently, pushing his long blonde fringe off his pale face. "come on, we'll discuss this outside, and leave Tom to sleep for a while." We gently pulled him back outside again, leaving Tom to rest, somehow managing to still look heartbroken and scared while he was passed out.
369 Harrys POV
We waited for a few hours outside Toms door, waiting for him to wake up, so we could talk to him again, or at least get him calm enough to sit with us. "I wish Tom would just listen to us." Danny sighed, chewing on his nails. "he's difficult Dan, but we'll make him believe. He'll believe in the end." I pulled him close, hugging Dougie too, feeling Carrie push into us too. "he has to, he has to believe us at some point." Danny pleaded, nuzzling into our bodies. There was a small whimper from the bedroom, making us all turn round and edge a little forward.
"I'll talk to him." Carrie sighed quietly, so only we could hear, making her way towards the door. "no, I'll go, it was my fault he passed out, I better go and make sure he's okay at the least." Danny shook his head, gently pushing Carrie back, going in before any of us could argue with him. Dougie whimpered quietly and turned to grip at my tshirt, burying his face in my chest, like he couldn't bear to see what was going to happen now. "shhh, Danny can handle this, I'm sure he can handle this." I whispered, rubbing Dougies back, leaning my head on his own, trying to protect him in some way.
"hey Tom, feeling any better now?" Dannys voice was gentle, very, very gentle. There was no verbal response, or at least, not one that was loud enough for us to hear. "alright, I'm glad, so... I'm sorry, for stressing you out like that. I shouldn't have made you stress that much, I'm just desperate to talk to you, to fix all of this. I hate seeing you like this, in so much pain and basically seeing you so miserable all the time." Danny carried on, through the crack in the door I was looking through, I could just see him sit on the bed, near to Toms face down body, his hand on his back, ever so carefully. It was like Danny was scared that just by touching Tom, he could break him into a thousand tiny little pieces that could never be repaired ever again. Though, I guess he could emotionally, just make Tom break completely by saying the wrong thing. He had to say the right thing, and get Tom to listen to him, make him realise that we weren't having an affair, Danny had never lied to him, and that we all loved him so much.
There was no noise from the bedroom, Danny just, sat there, staring at Tom, his hand staying on his back. "please, Tommy, can you answer me?" Dannys sighed at last, hanging his head. Tom shook his head into his pillow. "thanks, look, we'll talk more tomorrow. Want me to stay for a while longer?" Dannys hand moved a bit, his thumb tracing patterns over Toms back as he shook his head again, face still firmly planted into his pillow.
"okay, do you want Carrie then? She can come in too, she's just outside." Danny asked, Tom shook his head, "just want to be alone then?" this time, he got a nod. "alright, well, see you tomorrow Tommy, sorry, Tom." Danny whispered, standing up, hesitating, before leaning down and pressing a kiss to Toms hair, before walking out.