xxPUDDxx - thank you! and i really hope i find them too, they've got to be in one of 4 boxes, and my mum thinks she's got them with her college stuff, so i'm hoping she actually did put them there! *hugs back* its being back at school, everyone is coming down with colds recently and i've apparently caught it too :( but i'm feeling a bit better today so i'm hoping it goes by Thursday, and that i have my tickets by then too! *prays madly*
520 Harrys POV
Danny cuddled Tom for the rest of the day, crying weakly to himself, trying to hide it, it didn't work well. But Tom seemed to get over it, just cuddled up closer to Danny, squeezing his arm like it would help him. "I'm not letting you go baby, I love you, so much." Danny whimpered, curled up to Tom in bed that night. We were all staying until Danny fell asleep, to give him some support, because he was still crying. I think it took him until now to realise just how much was changing and that he couldn't control it. "Dan, don't cry, they'll make him better, and we don't have to make any decisions until we've talked to someone about it. We might not have to let him go." I knew I was lying, and I think everyone else knew I was lying, but I kept it up, just in case. There had to be some hope, and if it had to be me who gave it, then so be it.
Danny didn't reply, instead just whimpered over and over until he cried himself out, laying on his lovers shoulder, clinging to the blondes clothes, like he was begging him to never, ever move. "so, we're just going to go home and leave them here?" Dougie whispered, chewing on his lip. "yeah, we are. They need some space Dougs, its been a long day and I think Danny just needs some time to cling to Tom, so he knows that he loves him. Its not that bad really, but I just think they need some space tonight, we have been clinging to them all day." I nodded, knowing that Dougie wanted to cuddle up to the boys again and never let go. But I honestly thought that it would be for the best if we let Tom and Danny have some space for a little while longer, and I needed to talk to Dougie anyway, we couldn't really do that here.
Reluctantly, Dougie followed me home, falling onto the sofa, hugging Flea when the dog lumbered up to him. "Doug, I know you don't particularly want to talk about everything right now, but, I need you to do something for me." I started, kneeling in front of him, holding his hands, "you know that me and Danny are going to see someone next week, to talk about our options with Tom, right?" I squeezed his hands. "yeah, what do you need me for?" Dougie asked. "well, we're not taking Tom with us, because he might figure out what we're doing. So, he's staying home with Carrie...and you." I don't think Dougie had realised that he wasn't coming with us. I didn't want him to go, his little heart would break if he had to sit there and listen to us talking about Toms condition and what we were going to do to with him, and if there was anything I made sure didn't happen, it was making sure Dougie wasn't in the least bit upset when it could be prevented. "why am I staying home?" Dougie looked confused, but not shocked, which surprised me a little.
"because you know what you were like at the hospital, you were worried sick. I think its best if you stay at home, so you can spend some time with Tom and not worry so much." I explained, moving onto the sofa as Flea jumped off, going off to go do something. "oh, okay, makes sense I guess. What do you want me to do then?" Dougie shuffled a little closer, never breaking his eye contact with me, his eyes looking quite scared. "I just want you to help look after Tom a little, so its not just up to Carrie to make sure he's alright. Can you just, play with him and cuddle him and stuff. Carrie will make sure Toms medicated and fed and stuff, I just need you to make sure he's not too worried without Danny there. You know he gets a little agitated without him, so if you could keep him occupied while we're out we would be very grateful for it." I explained, trying to make it sound like it wasn't too bad, not like it was a huge job, trying to keep Tom still and entertained while the person he associated safety with wasn't there.
"oh, I guess I can do that, it wouldn't be that hard, would it?" Dougie bit at his lip again, looking unsure. "it shouldn't be too difficult, tomorrow Dannys going to show you a few things you can do with Tom, so you wont be going in blind. You alright with doing this?" I didn't want to push Dougie into doing it, but it would stop poor Danny worrying about Tom all day, and it could help Tom and Dougie too. Dougie was practically crying out to spend some time with Tom and for him to actually pay attention to him, and Tom could benefit too, to see that there were more people in the world than just Danny, who loved him and loved to be with him.
521 Dougies POV
The next day, Danny showed me a few things that me and Tom could do together for when he and Harry had this meeting thing. It was almost obsessive the way Danny went through it, he was never organised usually, would end up packing for a tour the day before, always forgot things along the way, hell he barely even remembered his own boyfriends birthday (though it was now embedded in his brain along with every inch of Tom like it was burned there) but this, this was meticulous. Every single angle was covered, everything was written down, at least twice, all the things Tom was most likely going to go for all in easy reach. The hot water bottle was already by the microwave, Toms favourite films in a stack by the DVD player, his favourite cuddly toys arranged on either the bed or the sofa. Everything was in place, a week early!
"so if you give him two pills every two hours, he'll stay pretty chilled, like he is now. Just don't try and pull him about or anything, take it slow, tell Tommy what you're doing before you do it. Don't force an answer out of him either, if he didn't answer the second time, he's not going to answer. Oh, and don't force him into doing anything either, if Tommy doesn't want to do it, he wont do it. And don't stress him out either, he'll lash out, even though he wont mean it." Danny rambled, tearing at his hair, going out of his mind already. "Danny, calm down, I've got this, stop worrying. You still have a week to sort everything out." I stopped him, I knew what Tom was like, I was pretty sure I could avoid getting him agitated.
"but, I can't! There needs to be proper planning, or it'll go wrong and Tom will end up in a state! I don't want him to get hurt, or for him to hurt you somehow. Its got to be planned!" Danny worried, turning to look over at Tom, who was happily sat in a corner with Harry, looking through his Wheres Wally book again. "I know that, but, just, chill out. I can handle him, I know his quirks, it'll be fine." I managed a smile, trying to make him calm down. "but Doug, its not like I don't trust you, I do, but, I've never let anyone look after him. Tom needs more than just a DVD being put on to be looked after, he can flip so easily, from nothing. He'll become so agitated, so quickly, you need to know how to stop that, and how to calm him down." Danny whimpered, he looked so close to tears. "I know, and we'll be careful. Me and Carrie can handle it, stop worrying." I hoped to god that we could handle it.
Danny managed to relax a little, but spent the rest of the week telling me things on and off, telling me where everything was at least 6 times, making sure that I knew almost everything that I could possibly know. The day he and Harry were going away to talk to...whoever it was, Danny was going mental. Literally, he was running madly around the house, checking the everything was in place and ready, that Tom was dressed and fed and medicated. "Tommy, you feeling okay? Not hungry, or sleepy, or anything?" Danny asked, framing Toms face with his hands, making him look at him. Tom shook his head, he looked so worried, like he knew something was going to happen. We hadn't told him that Danny and Harry were going out, knowing he wouldn't like it one bit. So instead, we had kept it from him.
"alright, good, now if you need anything, anything at all, tell Dougie and Carrie, they'll sort you out, okay? You must tell them when you need something, even if its something little. I'm going to go get something, I'll be back soon. I love you Tommy." Danny kissed Toms nose, hugging him tight, "Dougs, you know what I said, two 'vitamins' every two hours, on the dot. And, if you need it, a hot water bottle should do. And, if you need food, go for it, just use a knife and fork, or mind your fingers. If not, don't bother and leave it for me later." Danny stood up, holding Toms hand, the both of them whimpering quietly to themselves. "I know, good luck." I gave him a smile, hugging Harry and kissing him goodbye. "good luck yourself, we'll be back later." Harry whispered, squeezing me, before going out with Danny, leaving me, Tom and Carrie alone.