Guest 1 - as someone who had 5 operations before the age of 2, i know the feeling of hating hospitals myself, they always give me the creeps!

xxPUDDxx - well we'll have to see if and how they get out of this ;)

Guest 2 - okay, thanks for reading this far though, goodbye, i really do hope you feel better soon!

LittleLouiseeee - thank you so much! :D

424 Harrys POV

Me and Dougie ran in as the doctor left, hoping to god that he hadn't scared Tom. At the moment, that didn't look like the case, Tom was staring at his hands, they were shaking as he paled so much that the dried blood almost literally was the only colour left on his face. "we can wash it off Tommy, don't worry, come on, we'll go and wash if off alright?" Danny carefully pushed Tom off the bed, the boy was compliant, he looked like he was in shock.

Following in afterwards, we followed Danny into the bathroom with Tom, after carefully pulling out the wires in Toms arms, making him hiss in pain, the only thing he reacted to. "come on Tommy, we'll go wash it off, alright? Come on, we'll get all this off you." Danny pushed Tom towards the bathroom, washing his hands off. "there we go, its gone, you can't see it anymore. " Danny whispered, he looked so panicked, like he was desperately trying to make sure that Tom wasn't going to freak out.

"I-Its not! Its not gone! Its everywhere!" Tom cried, staring at his sleeves, all the blood. "theres not that much Tom, don't worry, we can wash it off easily." I whispered, Danny stroking Toms hair gently, purposely avoiding anything that wasn't soft wheat blonde hair. "there is! Theres so much! And, and… its yours! Its your blood! Oh my god its your blood, its your blood!" Tom freaked, going wide eyed as the realisation hit him like a tonne of bricks. "sh*t, its okay Tom, its just a bit of blood, it doesn't matter. Just calm down and we'll was it off, alright?" Danny reacted, quickly running to Toms side as he backed away, grabbing Tom into his arms, stopping him staring at the sleeves of his hoodie. It was Dannys, the one he had been wearing when he had been brought to the hospital, the sleeves had been rolled up, but it was clear that the light blue had been stained with dark red.

"its your blood, oh god, its your blood." Tom tugged on his hair desperately, shaking and crying, repeating himself over and over again. "shhh Tommy, its just a bit of blood. Its not going to hurt you, don't panic." Danny whispered, using the softest tone he could, "take your jumper off, Tommy, take this hoodie off and there won't be as much blood." Danny pulled off Toms oversized hoodie, with a bit of difficulty, considering Tom was still tugging painfully hard on his hair and shaking. The jumper came off, revealing another blood soaked tshirt, that was literally covered in blood, the whole of it was smothered in red, deep, deep red. How could someone bleed that much and survive? Honestly, how did you bleed that much blood and survive, and be standing a week later?

Tom screamed, actually screamed, freaking out. "Tom, Tom stop it, don't scream, please, don't scream. Its alright, its just a bit of blood." Danny looked scared now, even as I handed him another shirt for Tom to wear. Dougie hadn't even moved, he looked frozen to the spot, staring at Tom in fear. "thanks, Tommy its alright, we can wash it, it'll be fine. Look, I've got a new shirt for you, just take this one off, it'll be fine." Danny was struggling for things to say, gently stroking Toms side, almost pinning his arms by his sides with his own arms.

"so much blood, there's so much blood!" Tom cried, screaming, whimpering and writhing in Dannys arms. "I know, I know baby. But its not going to hurt you, its just a little blood. So, just calm down a little, then you can have a shower, and get all this off. Do you want that?" Danny whispered, talking like Tom was a time bomb about to explode. "disgusting, so disgusting!" Tom writhed, scratching himself, tears falling down his face.

425 Dougies POV

No matter what Danny did, he couldn't get Tom to calm down, Tom just screamed and writhed in his arms, just saying that the blood was disgusting and icky, and horrible. "shh Tommy, shhh. You've got to stop screaming, please, stop screaming." Danny whimpered, he really didn't know what to say, what to do, he was getting so tired. "so disgusting and filthy! Its so icky!" Tom cried out, yanking on his clothes, trying to keep his clothes away from his skin.

"shhh baby, shh. We can get this off, come here." Danny made to pull off Toms shirt. Tom froze for a tiny, tiny second, then writhed and screamed again. "get off me! No!" Tom screamed, finally seemingly attracting some attention. "whats going on in here?" a nurse asked, obviously seeing Tom, "oh, I see. Do you need any help with this, or are you going to be able to handle it?" she carried on, facing Harry like he knew what was going on. "I don't know, give us a few minutes." Harry answered, awkwardly looking between us all.

"I think it'll be best if you leave him for us to sort out." The nurse advised, flinching a little in time with us as Tom shouted out again. "no, no, we can handle it. We can handle Tom, like always!" Danny suddenly tuned into the conversation, looking panicky. "we can! We can handle it! You don't need to do anything!" Harry agreed with Danny, the three of us nodding manically. "alright, but if this isn't sorted in 10 minutes, I'm intervening." The nurse gave in, turning away, leaving us with a hysterical Tom still. "Tom, come on, stop screaming please! The doctors will intervene. Please calm down and we'll clean this up!" Danny pleaded, putting his head against Toms, like that would help.

Tom just cried out again, writhing in Dannys arms, and wouldn't stop crying out and panicking, almost deafening poor Danny in the process. "let me go! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tom cried, finally looking at us, at me. "its okay Tom, its okay, we're going to let you go, just calm down first." Danny tried again, repeating himself for the thousandth time. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tom repeated himself, still looking at me with so much desperation and fear is scared me. I couldn't look away from him either, had to keep on looking at him, but I couldn't move any closer or say a word.

"its alright Tom, its just blood, it doesn't matter." Danny whispered, kissing Toms face gently, rubbing his arm. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tom slowly, very slowly, started to calm down at last. "its okay, Tommy its okay. Just calm down and we'll sort everything out." Danny whispered, looking so tired, like he had been the one screaming for hours. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tom trailed off, looking exhausted, finally looking away from me, down at his arms, sobbing getting harder.