FLOYNTERxxx - hmm he could be quite different! :P
384 Harrys POV
"I don't know exactly whats wrong with him at the moment, I think I need to do a full evaluation later on when he's a bit more lucid." The doctor, whose name tag read Benedict Cumberbatch, explained. I don't think I had seen Danny pale so quickly in my life. "he's going to be okay though, right?" Danny whimpered, reaching out for my shirt, his hand twisting in to it. "probably, and if not, I can probably come up with some way to fix the problem. But I'll have to wait until he's a bit more awake later on." He carried on, Dougie pushed his face further into my chest, having not even looked up since Tom woke up.
Looking over at Tom, he was still whimpering, helplessly shuffling around under his duvet, whining the words 'itchy' and 'hurts' over and over. It was scary, to see how much Tom had changed again, when the nurse had said that Tom would change, I hadn't expected this. I hadn't expected him to be so...weird. Seeing him almost writhe under his duvet, so distressed, but it was weak, dulled, like there was something stopping him from freaking out.
"I'll leave you to stay with him, he's a little groggy, so he'll wake up a bit in a few hours. Call if you need anything, there's always someone around that will be able to help." The doctor smiled, and walked out, leaving us to shuffle back to Toms bed. "hey, Tommy, its okay. We're back, we're here now." Danny whispered, stroking Toms hair, managing to calm him a little. He was still struggling a little, whining quietly. "shhh baby, shhh. Is the duvet too tight for you?" Danny asked, pulling on the thin covers so there were looser round Toms body. Tom calmed a bit more, but kept his eyes tight shut.
"Tommy, can you open your eyes?" Danny whispered, his hand resting on Toms cheek gently. "too bright!" Tom whined again, his hands covering his eyes. "I'll go close the blinds then." I went to move, but Dougie stopped me, keeping his hands on me, not letting me move. "Dougs, let me close the blinds. I won't let you go." I said quietly in his ear, rubbing his back. "no." Dougie whimpered, gripping harder on my shoulder. "alright, come here." I picked Dougie up, carrying him to the window, not getting annoyed, knowing that Dougie was getting so scared and upset. He was hating being here, I couldn't blame him, I was getting scared, god knows how sensitive little Dougie was taking this.
"do you need a break or something Doug? Is this is getting too much?" I whispered gently in his ear. "n-no, I'm fine." Dougie shook his head, painfully yanking on my hair as his hands tangled in it. "sure? We can leave for a few minutes. No-one will mind." I ignored the pain in my head, needing a break myself. "can we?" Dougie looked hopeful. "of course, Danny and Carrie have this covered for a few minutes." I took Dougie outside, where he burst into tears.
385 Dougies POV
The minute Harry had carried me outside, far enough that Toms distressed whimpers were silent, I started crying, unable to help it. Toms state had declined so far, I hadn't thought he would have been like this, I didn't even know how to describe what Tom was like right now. He was just... really ill now. By the looks of things, Tom couldn't figure out things, couldn't do things by himself. Normally he would have been able to move his own duvet, but now it seemed like he couldn't even do that.
"shhh Doug, don't cry." Harry whispered, squeezing me in his arms, carrying me so I didn't fall to the ground because of my shaking legs. "but he's so different and ill!" I cried, hugging him close. "but he'll get better. Toms only woken up half an hour ago, he's still a little groggy, and he is still being given blood, once he's woken up and he's been given all the blood he needs, he'll be better. Maybe not as responsive as normal, but, he'll be better than he is now." Harry explained, rocking us a bit. "this shouldn't have happened! This isn't supposed to happen! Toms supposed to be getting better! Not worse!" I yanked probably painfully on Harrys hair, but I couldn't help it, I needed to hold something, before the world completely tilted on its side.
Tom was our leader, he was supposed to be the strongest one out of the four of us. He always knew what to do in the toughest of situations, he couldn't be like this! We needed Tom, so much, and not just because he was our leader, because he was our best friend, because he needed to be okay, he needed to be strong, laughing, happy Tom. "I know, I know. And he will, the doctor will look at him a little better later, when he's less groggy, and can give him help if he needs it." Harry sighed, rubbing my back gently.
I stayed quiet, crying helplessly into Harrys shoulder, gripping onto any part of Harry to feel better. "shhh, baby, shhh. Its alright, its going to be okay. Toms going to be okay. He just needs some blood, and to wake up a bit, he'll be fine then." Harry whispered, kissing just behind my ear, just on the spot that calmed me. "w-what if he's not fine then?" I whimpered, not even wanting to think about it. "then the doctor will give us some medication or something to help him. And if he stays like this, it won't be too hard to look after him. We're managing pretty well right now, aren't we?" Harry answered. "but thats because we're in a hospital! If we weren't then we wouldn't be managing!" I didn't even know what I was saying now, I was just crying and saying useless things.
I cried for hours, or at least it felt like it, held in Harrys safe arms, even as he had to sit down, the strength he needed to carry me waning as time passed. "its going to be okay Dougs, don't worry, it'll be okay eventually. We'll make Tom better, I'm sure, we'll make Tom better somehow." Harry whispered, rubbing my back, keeping me from hyperventilating. And he kept on whispering that to me, all the time, calming me down, giving me that sense that somehow we could help Tom get better, or at least more like what he was like before.