Guest - hospital rules say only family can be there over night :/

FLOYNTERxxx - well we shall see! :P

390 Harrys POV

Danny practically dragged us to the car by 11am, when we finally thought it was an acceptable time to go in to see Tom, without the hospital kicking us back out again. "please, hurry up! Please! We need to see Tom! I need to spend as much time with him as possible before he remembers what happened!" Danny pleaded, he had been a little jittery this morning, but I put it down to nerves. "alright, alright! We're going Danny! Keep your hair on!" I laughed lightly, getting into the car, starting to drive off.

Getting to the hospital, Danny actually ran through the corridors, carrying a back pack with a spare pair of clothes for Tom to get changed into. He somehow remembered the way to Toms room, only just having the mindset to slow down before he burst into Toms room. "morning Tom! Wait...Tom?" Danny slowed to a stop, looking around the empty room. It looked brand new, like no-one had been here. "Tom? This was defiantly his room, I was sure! Where did he go?" Danny turned around in a circle, looking around for Tom, or any sign of him.

"I don't know, sure you have the right room?" I asked, this looked like Toms room, but all hospital rooms looked the same. "yeah, this was the right room, I swear this was the right room." Danny ran back out, asking a nurse. "er, Thomas Fletcher? The skinny blonde one, with the girl with the wild hair?" the nurse asked, Danny nodded. "yeah, them! Where did they go? Cause the room they were staying in is empty!" Danny whimpered a little, grabbing my hand. "oh, well Thomas was mostly fine after 10ish, the doctors were mostly happy with his state, and his sister was there with him, so we let him go home to finish his recovery there. Didn't he tell you?" the nurse looked confused. "no, he didn't. Wait, how did he get home? Neither of them have a car!" Danny had a point.

"you don't think they walked, do you?" I asked, surely, they wouldn't have walked, but how else would they have gotten home? "he can't have, he wouldn't...Carrie wouldn't have let him, surely!" Danny got out his phone, ringing Carries number. We waited until he sighed, and cut the call off. "she's not answering. Guess we're just going to have to have to drive home and see if we see them on the way." Danny shoved his phone in his pocket, wandering back to the car.

Danny was quiet on the way home, looking longingly out the window, searching for a hint of blonde hair on the streets. Dougie was the same, playing with the bracelets on his arm, also looking out the window. "seen them yet?" I asked, breaking the silence that not even a radio was breaking. "no, not yet." Danny whispered, slowly curling more and more into his own self, his knees getting closer and closer to his chest. By the time we were home, he was curled into a ball, looking so low and scared.

"he'll come home, don't worry, he'll come home. Carrie will bring Tom home, don't worry." It was all I could say, bringing Danny into the house, to wait for Tom to get in. Hopefully still not remembering what happened.

391 Dougies POV

It took over an hour and a half of pacing back and forth in worry for Tom and Carrie to come home. By this point, Danny was almost at the end of his tether, as taught as a bass string, pacing like it was the only thing he could do, chewing on his sleeve so much until there was a massive hole in his sleeve.

But the pacing stopped the second the door opened, we ran to the door, almost falling over each other in our hurry. "Tom! Where have you been? I've been so worried! You should have told us you were coming home, we would have picked you up!" Danny stayed back, his body quivering like it was trying with all its might to not run forward, just in case. "doesn't matter, we're home, now get out." Tom growled, walking past us all. "what? Tommy, where have you been? Its been hours!" Danny clearly knew what had happened, but I think he was still clinging to the small hope something else had happened.

"we've been walking home, now go away." Tom kept on walking upstairs, surprisingly calm. "Tommy, whats wrong?" Danny started to follow, Carrie stopped him. "he's remembered what happened. Don't try to act dumb, Toms really hurt, its like he's only just found out again." Carrie explained, she obviously had seen the hurt and had been dealing with it on their very long walk. "oh sh*t, Tommy!" Danny ran upstairs, the three of us following if not just to see if Tom was alright.

"Danny, be careful. Toms ill, and the heartbreak is still fresh in his mind, so be cautious, alright?" Carrie warned, opening the music rooms door, finding Tom hiding under his duvet, the lump shivering as cries filled the room. "oh Tommy." Danny through all caution to the wind and hurriedly wrapped his arms around the shaking mound, without even thinking, me and Harry were there too, all of us managing to hold our arms around Tom. "oh baby, you poor little guy. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Danny whispered, putting his head where Toms head seemed to be. "g-go away. Y-you lied to me!" Tom cried, the duvet shuffling and twitching mechanically.

"no I didn't, I didn't lie to you. I have never lied to you." Danny shook his head, managing to hold Toms hand. "n-no, you l-lied! Lied and cheated!" Tom stuttered, pulling his hands away, holding onto his duvet instead, so we couldn't pull it off him. "we didn't. we never had an affair, we never did any of it." I whispered, not knowing what else to say. "we haven't done anything, you saw wrong, we never slept together." Harry backed me up, rubbing my side gently. "stop lying, please, leave me alone and stop lying." Tom whimpered, his cries turning from heart breaking to heart shattering. Tom was honestly so upset over this, it was like he was being hit with it all over again, only he was taking it better this time round. I guess he still wasn't all there mentally, he still wasn't fully recovered, so he couldn't react as well as before. I just felt so sorry for him, that we couldn't help him now, because he still thought we had had an affair, all we could do was try and talk him into seeing sense.