xxPUDDxx - well, i can't say how the stuff with the hospital will end, would be spoiling it ;) and yeah i officially moved all the main stuff over last weekend and today we're moving the last of the little stuff over, all while living in box city! its driving me a bit mad with all the boxes and not being able to find anything, but i should hopefully be fully unpacked in a few days!
474 Dougies POV
Tom must have sensed Danny tensing because he groaned and nuzzled into his lovers chest. "not squishy, need squishy." Tom mumbled, fisting Dannys shirt, wriggling around on Dannys chest. "shh, Tommy... what do you mean the doctors want to do a check up?" Danny asked, visibly forcing himself to relax, but tightening his grip on Tom at the same time. "they want to make sure he's getting on alright, gaining weight, making sure that he's getting better physically and mentally." Carrie explained, sighing, slumping into a chair, "what do I tell them then?" she asked, waving the phone in her hand.
"nothing, we don't make an appointment. We don't go back, they're not going near Tom, I'm sorry, but, they're not touching him." Danny shook his head, stroking Toms hair, protectively holding his arm around the blondes body. "alright, I wont call them back." Carrie chucked the phone on the table, looking worried, "they're going to want to see him, they'll keep on phoning." She sighed, chewing on his lip. "I don't care. They can phone all they like, they're not seeing Tom, ever. They'll make it worse, they'll make him worse, somehow. Or they'll keep him in again, and they're not going to let him go. I can't let that happen, ever, I just can't." Danny whispered, pressing his face into Toms hair, getting a loud whine in return.
"they'll catch us up at some point." Harry chewed on his lip, squeezing my hand. "no they wont. And if they do, by that point, Tommy will be a little bit bigger, and a little bit better hopefully, so they wont keep him in." Danny mumbled, he seemed to believe it as well. Like he actually thought that waiting would help stop the hospital from keeping Tom in. "you think that will work?" I asked, playing with Harrys fingers. "yeah, maybe. I hope so, I don't want Tom to be scared or anything like that. I don't want the hospital to take him away." Danny mumbled holding onto Tom as tightly as he could without waking the little one up. He looked so innocent, completely oblivious to what was going on around him, which was probably for the best. "they wont, we wont let them." Harry promised, tightening his grip on me.
"we wont, we'll make sure Tom comes home, but for now, we're not letting Tom go anywhere near the hospital." Danny shook his head, causing too much movement, because now Tom woke up. He groaned loudly, turning over and stretching. "hey, welcome to the world again." Danny smiled a little, rubbing Toms arm gently. "no, sleepy. You're squishy." Tom shook his head, pressing his head against Dannys chest again, almost like he was a pillow. "oh am I now Tommy?" Dannys smile increased, trust Tom to make Danny smile like that. "mmm-hmmm, squishy Danny." Tom nuzzled into Dannys chest, hugging his lover, like a cute little boy. "yeah, okay, I'll be a squishy Danny." Danny sighed again, pressing his head against Toms.
475 Dannys POV
I spent weeks ignoring calls from the hospital, they phoned every other day, but I always refused to answer, leaving Carrie to sort it out. It was wrong, I know, but I couldn't answer the phone, Tom would find out, by over hearing or something, or I would give something away to the doctors on the other end of the phone. I didn't want them to suspect anything, didn't want Tom to be put into another hospital room, to be put through more tests with the disapproving doctors. He would get worse, and I would do anything to stop Tom getting worse.
He looked so happy right now, as he bounced around the front room with Carrie, giggling madly like a 5 year old. I don't even know what he was doing, or what game this was, whatever it was, it was making him laugh, and look adorable. Though, that could have been helped by the massive shirt he was wearing, it was literally huge, swamping Toms tiny body. Where he got it from I don't know, but it didn't half make him look cute. Without realising it, I was grinning stupidly at Tom, giggling at the way he was stepping from side to side. He just looked so cute, doing his side stepping in his massive shirt, smiling like a child.
But, it got ruined when the phone rang again. For the third time this week, it was ringing and ruining a good, happy moment. "I'll get it." Carrie sighed, stopping her playful bouncing to get the phone. "Danny...why does the phone keep on ringing?" Tom asked as I sighed, having heard the same excuse of 'they're busy at the moment' about 4 times. "what do you mean Tom?" I played dumb, having hoped he wouldn't have started asking. "the phone, it keeps on ringing, and you look sad." Tom came over and grabbed hold of my hand. "I'm not sad." I lied, I didn't want to worry Tom, didn't want him to worry about the hospital, or anything like that. He didn't need any worries, not on top of his fears and problems. "but you look sad. The phone rings and you look sad!" Tom pouted, now he looked worried, d*mn.
"I'm not, I promise, I'm not. The phone doesn't make me sad." I shook my head, looking down at Toms hand, squeezing it. "but why wont it stop ringing though? And why are you sad?" Tom whispered, I knew he was giving me the biggest puppy eyes ever, I was going to spill all if I looked at him. "I'm not sad, I'm just tired Tommy. And the phone is ringing because Tommy is checking up on us, and Carries friends want to talk to her. Her phone isn't working so they're using the main phone." I answered, bringing Tom down to sit on my lap, holding onto him, not wanting to let him go in fear. "oh...okay. are you sleepy then?" Tom asked, hugging me. "a little, but we can't go to bed, Harry and Dougie are coming over soon. Can't be asleep for them, can we?" I squeezed his hip, wishing we could go to sleep, though I knew we couldn't really.
"yeah, okay." Tom looked away, chewing on his lip thoughtfully. "hey, don't chew on your lip, you'll hurt yourself." I pulled his lip away, stroking Toms cheek. "sorry." Tom mumbled, leaning on me a little. "its okay, just stop worrying, alright? Nothing is wrong, its just Tommy and Carries friends ringing." I kissed his head, stroking his hair gently. "alright...they're here!" Tom looked out the window, bouncing up when he saw Harry and Dougie walking down the path.
I followed him out to the front door, laughing to myself and feeling a surge of pride when Tom jumped to hug Dougie and Harry in turn. "hey Tom, happy this morning?" Harry laughed. "yeah! But shh! Dannys sleepy!" Tom giggled, coming back to my arms. "didn't sleep well last night." I explained, knowing that Harry and Dougie knew that I wasn't tired, that the phone calls from the hospital was worrying me.