FLOYNTERxxx - we came third in the end and the guy we were working for is offering us proper work experience with stuff we're good at if any of us want it, so it went quite well in the end! :) and its about 10 more updates, then things start looking up, i can't really remember exactly how many it is.
402 Dougies POV
Tom kept a good hold of his backpack the whole way to the studio, his earphones firmly in his ears while Danny snored quietly, huddled up in Harrys Zukie hoodie like it was the only thing keeping him warm, even with the heaters on. The only reason he was wearing it was because he felt cold, and the only one of us in a jacket had been Harry, who had given it to him. I know it now looked quite bad again, but, I couldn't change it now. All any of us could do was let Danny sleep, and Tom listen to his music, so the both of them were somewhat happy, or at least not giving each other longing looks across the room when they thought the other wasn't looking.
I cuddled up with Harry the whole way to the studio, not wanting to let him go for a second, needing to know that there still was one remaining couple who loved each other in this band. "Dougie, we're at the studio, you need to move now, and wake up Danny, so I can get out." Harry rubbed my side, pushing me away a little. I reluctantly moved away, getting out of the car, wondering how I was going to wake Danny up. "Tom, is there a quick way to wake Danny up?" I asked, turning to the blonde, who looked away the second I looked at him. "dunno." Tom shrugged, looking at the ground. "come on, you've woken him up a thousand times now, so, apart from jumping on him, any other ways to wake Danny up?" I encouraged, smiling softly, trying to show that I meant no harm.
"poke him." Tom answered simply, he clearly knew other ways, but was keeping them to himself. I shrugged it off, climbing back into the car, poking Danny shoulder. I knew it wouldn't wake him up, but I wondered if I could get Tom to give me more directions. Danny just groaned half heartedly batting away my hand. "any more directions?" I gave up and asked. "in his stomach, poke him there over and over." Tom explained, so I did, poking Danny right in his tummy. "ow! What the hell was that for!? That hurt!" Danny whined, holding onto his stomach, protecting it as I giggled. "had to! You're trapping Harry in the back of the car!" I laughed, dodging out of the car as Danny sat up, slightly worried I would be caught in a play fight.
"ah, sorry mate, who the hell told you to do that?" Danny jumped out of the car, taking a sideways look at Tom, who was doing a brilliant job of pretending that he wasn't actually here. "Tom did!" I grinned, scrambling onto Harrys back as he got out, as a way of protection from any play fights or tickle fights. "oh did he?" Danny turned to Tom, the poor boy looked so sheepish as Danny stepped closer, his hands raised like he was about to jump and tickle him. "well, yeah... I'm going to the studio now." Tom whimpered, dodging out of our way and jogging into the building. "d*mn, thought I would get some tickling or something there." Danny sighed, grabbing his lyric book and wandering after Tom. "never mind, we tried." I smiled, feeling quite proud of myself for managing to almost get some sort of playful thing going between Tom and Danny.
"yeah, better go look on the bright side now, we're finding out Toms lyrics today." Danny managed a smile, wandering into the studio we were using yesterday. Tom was by the piano, playing his new song already, at least he was getting into the spirit of things.
403 Harrys POV
I put Dougie down on the sofa next to my drum kit, letting him catch my hand in his, holding onto my fingers, keeping me standing next to him. "got the chords Tom?" Danny asked, standing next to the piano, looking awkward, but trying to look relaxed. "yeah, wrote them all out." Tom handed Danny the papers, our names labelled above each one, telling us which one was which. "thanks, wheres the lyrics?" Dougie looked through his paper, not finding a bit with lyrics on. "oh, erm, must have forgotten them...sorry." Tom looked through his bag, not finding anything.
"never mind, can you remember them and write them down now?" I suggested, not even realising that I was playing with Dougies hair. It was almost a nervous tick now. "no, not all of it. I'll bring them tomorrow." Tom shook his head, staring at the piano keys, pressing on them so lightly no sound was made. "alright then, well, we've got enough to be working on here anyway." I stopped myself from playing with Dougies hair, sitting down by my drum kit.
So then, we set to work on learning all of our parts of this song, really starting to like it. The more we played it, the more it came together, and the better it sounded. I wished I knew what the lyrics were, so the whole thing could be complete, be heard as a whole, so we knew just how good this was. "can you remember any of the lyrics? Just to sing now, so we know how it goes, so we know how the performance will go down?" I asked while we had a break, bouncing Dougie gently on my knee, unable to stop my leg from bouncing, even with the little boy on it. At least Dougie seemed to enjoy it a bit.
"no, not where everything is supposed to be. I'll bring the lyrics tomorrow." Tom shook his head, still playing with his guitar, playing the songs chords over and over. "awesome, can't wait to hear them." Danny smiled, it wasn't even half of the usual megawatt grin, but, it was still a smile, and that was good enough.
The next day, Tom forgot the lyrics again, Tommy was starting to get annoyed with him, saying we needed them to learn. If we didn't have the lyrics, Tom was going to have to sing the whole song the whole way through, I'm sure he didn't really want that, he didn't like singing much anymore. "I-I'm sorry, I just keep on forgetting." Tom whispered, scratching his arm again. "well, can you please remember the lyrics tomorrow? We've only got two days before the performance, we don't want you to sing the whole way through, do we?" Tommy sighed, I think he was realising that his words hurt Tom, by shouting at him, he was making him want to cut again. According to Carrie, he had been good and not done anything since his hospital trip, so I guessed that was good. "well, we were thinking that maybe you should sing it the whole way through. Its your song, maybe it would be good for you to sing it." Danny directed that to Tom, ignoring Tommy.
"really? I, er..." Tom looked momentarily stunned, before he snapped out of it, looking quite worried now. "yeah, we think it should be your song, I've got Don't Know Why, Dougs got Silence Is A Scary Sound, why don't you have your own song too?" Danny encouraged, his hands going out to Tom, then whipping back as he thought the better of it. "I have She Falls Asleep." Tom whimpered a little, backing himself into his corner by his piano, looking so small and tiny by himself. I wanted to go over and hug him, I think we all did, he just looked so helpless. "small details Tom, really, sing this by yourself, you'll enjoy it, I'm sure." Danny encouraged, honestly twitching and almost radiating the need to go over and wrap little Tom into his arms.