A/N: Hello again! Last chapter had three reviews, thank you so much! (I know this might sound ridiculous, me being so happy with three reviews, but it's really the best feedback I've ever had!). Unfortunately, this will be the last time I will updade before going on holiday with my best friend where we have no Internet, sorry :( And this chapter is short too, sorry again. But I hope you enjoy it, and please review!
15th August, 2003, 7:19pm
Tom stepped in the shower after the most stressing afternoon of his life.
Danny was alright, fortunately. The doctors had examined him and had concluded he had a slight concussion, and had agreed to send him home as long as he took it easy and slept for the following days. Dougie had to take some x-rays of his wrist and in his chest, revealing some broken ribs and a fractured schaphoid. The doctors had also let him go home with painkillers and bandaged ribs.
The trip from hospital back to the house had been quiet, Danny feeling too tired, Dougie in too much pain to say something, and Tom without anything to say.
Now that both of them were resting in their own beds, Tom could finally relax a little in the shower and let the hot water wash away his worries. Or at least try.
It felt impossible to let his concern go away, but Tom was sure he would feel refreshed to face his three best friends and take care of them. And he still had to tell Fletch and Tommy. Dougie wouldn't be able to play bass during two weeks and he and Danny also needed a few days off.
Tom turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. As soon as he put his feet out of the shower, he felt the world spin and his vision whitened for a few seconds. He sat in the toilet seat and put his head between his hands.
Tom had felt like that before. He had felt the weight of the world on his back, preventing him from getting up and look ahead of him. He had felt like nothing was worth it, his little world falling on him. The dark blur of his problems blinding him from the positive sides of his life. He had felt sad all the time, like everything was against him. He had also felt useless and unworthy when he discovered he could not make it all stop on his own.
Tom got up gingerly and put his hand on the wall, trying to get himself steady on his feet. As he opened the cabinet, he fixed his gaze on a razor.
Tom had heard about self-harm. Tom had thought it was stupid, and he had not been able to understand why people did it.
Suddenly, everything had become so clear for him. His hand reached the sharp object.
But then he thought about Harry. The guy who could be so competitive, cocky and self absorbed most of the time, but dropped everything if one of his friends needed him.
Tom thought about Dougie, sweet innocent Dougie, who was still just a kid, but was so mature for his age, and already enjoyed everything the others did, coming up with an unnapropied comment once in a while despite his shyness.
Tom thought about Danny. He thought about the uncountable song writing sessions that ended up with both of them laughing their arses off, the nights they would spend together talking about anything that came to their minds. Tim thought about how Danny was definitely not the brightest person he had met, but also how he was so carefree and how he could lift everyone's moods just saying a simple joke and being himself because he had a big heart.
Tom thought about how Harry barely had energy to climb the stairs with pneumonia, how Dougie was laid up in bed with a broken arm and broken ribs, how Danny was resting because of his concussion, and how everything that had happened to his friends was his entire fault.
Tom put the razor in the back of the cabinet. Right then, he was sure he would never do it. His friends needed him, and he owed them, at least, his mental health.
FLOYNTERXxx: You finally have an account! That is so cool! Haha, you got that right, he really feels guilty! Big stuff will happen on the next chapter or in the next one after that, okay? And I've really enjoyed the workshop, thank you!
Galaxy-Defending-Hopeful: Thank you :) One rule I always try to follow when I write is not protect the characters. But yes, I'm incredibly mean to them, something awful always happens to them in my stories! Thank you so much for reviewing, I'm so happy you're enjoying this :D
LottiePoynter: WelL, thank you! That was really sweet :) You should see the 'McFly FanFiction' folder on my laptop. I probably have at least three or four of them being on car accidents or something. That's what I write the best! But thank you so much, hope you like the next chapters too!
