A/N: I'm back again! I had loads of fun at my friend's house (unfortunately involving mosquitos, spiders and stuff...), but my laptop died. I'm currently using my mom's, so there should be no problem at all in the updates. Please check my new story, it's a prompt table, I still need to re-think some ideas, and any kind of suggestion or request would be great. I would also like to thank the regular reviewers, you have no idea how much feedback helps me! Thank you so much. Now, I'll be honest and say, this is definitely not one of the best chapters, but I just came back and didn't want to keep you waiting, so... But hopefully next one will be better. Please review, it means a lot to me!
Tom went downstairs again after his shower. He thought Danny and Dougie were sleeping in their rooms, but upon entering the room, he saw his band mates were all there.
Dougie and Harry were sharing the biggest sofa, where they were both sleeping under a blanket, Dougie lying his head on Harry's chest, who had an arm carefully placed around Dougie's skinny shoulders. Danny, who was also sleeping, was laid on the recliner, still looking quite pale, and Tom could easily see the square piece of gauze on his forehead, partially covered by his straight bangs.
He walked towards Harry and Dougie and saw how peaceful they looked. Tom sighed and went to sit on the couch between them and Danny. Right after Tom sat down, Harry opened his eyes and looked around groggily.
'Hey Tom.' He said, shifting a bit in where he was with Dougie.
'Hey Harry.' Tom got up and sat on the arm of the sofa. Harry rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.
'I think you owe us an explanation.' Harry told him raising one eyebrow. Tom sighed again, knowing that after Dougie's inexplicable accident, Harry would want to know everything. And, sure, it was dangerous, but Tom felt they at least deserved to know what was happening, not only because they also lived in the house, but because they were his best friends, and they could help him deal with it.
'I have something to tell you.' Tom started. 'But Dan and Dougie have to listen to it too, so it's probably better if I tell you guys tomorrow.' Harry chuckled humourlessly.
'Don't worry about that.' He said. 'Danny needs to wake up in half hour to take his meds. And Doug should wake up in a few minutes.'
'Why would Doug wake up? He seems comfortable there.' Tom questioned, frowning.
'You know how he is a restless sleeper? He always kicks the blankets off him and constantly turns during sleep?'
'Yeah, I know.' Tom replied.
'Imagine that with three broken ribs and a broken arm. He has already woken up twice because of the pain. So it should take about five minutes from now to him to wake up.'
'Oh.' Tom looked down, ashamed, the amount of guilt he was feeling concentrating in his chest, making the act of breathe a whole lot harder. He closed his eyes shut and gulped.
'I'll be right back, okay?' Tom did not wait for Harry's answer and walked upstairs as fast as he could, avoiding running so not to wake Danny and Dougie.
The nearest room on the first floor was Harry's, so he got in closing the door behind him. The blue room weas messier than the usual, given to Harry's temporary condition: sweaty pyjamas and underwear lay around the floor, used and unused tissues all over Harry's desk and night table, and various types of antipyretics and painkillers were mixtured with the new packs of tissues on the top of Harry's huge CD collection pile.
Tom took his phone out of his pocket and dialled Giovanna's number. After all, when you have a particularly evil ghost threatening your family, friends or loved ones, you would not want to risk something bad happening to the one you plan to marry with.
'No, I just wanted to make sure you were okay, really.' He smiled as he walked around the division with the phone in his hand, a habit he had ever since he had a mobile.
'Alright, alright... So, how are the boys?' Giovanna's sweet voice asked from the other side. Tom ran a shaky hand through his blonde hair nervously.
'Uh, well, they're...uh...fine, only...well, Harry has got a pneumonia because of the cold in the other night.' Tom heard Giovanna gasp. He prepared himself to continue. 'And Doug and Danny are injured because...well, you know Dan...he's accident prone as he is. And Doug's learning with him, unfortunately.' Tom chuckled nervously in the last words.
'But are they okay?' Giovanna asked in a serious voice.
'Yeah, just a light concussion for Danny and Dougie has got three broken ribs and a broken wrist too. Don't worry, Gi, I'll take care of them well.'
'Alright.' Giovanna sounded too worried to be convinced by Tom's words.
'Look, I have to go to check on them and everything.' Tom said with a sad smile.
'Okay, but I miss you... When do you think you can come around?'
'I don't really know... There's the guys, then we will have to work extra hard when they're better...' Giovanna sighed.
'Fine, but call me when you have free time.'
'I promise.' Tom opened the door. 'Bye.'
'Bye, Tom. Love you.'
'Love you too.'
15th August, 8:02pm
'You alright, Dougs?' Harry asked as he saw the younger boy curl up on his stomach further and make a whimpering like sound. Dougie shook his head and wriggled closer to Harry's shoulder.
'My ribs are killing me.' He mumbled, using his right hand to shift away a piece of hair from his face.
'It'll get better in a few days, I promise.' Harry assured him, rubbing Dougie's forearm in comfort. He looked at the watch on the wall. 'Danny needs to take his meds now.' Harry got up, feeling a wave of dizziness hit him as he stood for being laid on the sofa for so long. He adjusted the blanket for Dougie. 'I'll be right back. Try to stay awake, alright?' Dougie nodded, and Harry shuffled to the kitchen, putting the kettle on. Although most people would not imagine Harry Judd drinking tea, he did love it. A mug of tea always made him calmer and helped him thinking clearly. He poured the steaming drink in four mugs which were in the usual tray, and made his way back to the living room, grabbing Danny's pills and an ice pack for Dougie.
Tom had just come downstairs, and quickly ran to help Harry with the tray.
'Go and wake Danny.' Tom instructed as he placed mugs on the coffee table. 'I have to talk to you guys.' His voice lowered at the last words. Harry nodded and walked towards Danny after throwing the ice pack to Dougie, who gladly accepted it.
'Dan? Danny? Wake up mate.' Harry shook the brunnete's shoulders softly. Danny groaned as he woke up, taking the tea mug Harry gave him and taking a sip.
Tom took a quick glance at his friends and gulped. Maybe they needed to be protected. But Tom couldn't exactly do that, could he?
What Tom did not know was that the one needing protection was him.
FLOYNTERXxx: Don't be afraid of posting your own stuff, I'm sure it's good. Besides, writing helps you a lot in, well, writing better, I guess! At least it did to me... If you need something, like ideas, feedback, or something, just PM me, I would love to help! And thanks for reviewing as always :)
LottiePoynterr: Yeah, I have no idea why, but I kinda like to watch (more like imagine? haha) them suffer. We definitely need to share ideas and stories in the future. I'm glad you're enjoying this, and thank you for the feedback :D
LeilaTheGalaxyDefender: Haha, thank you so much, hope you have enjoyed this one too (even thought it's more like a filler kind of thing...).
