A/N: This is the longest I have been without updating, and I am so sorry. Just, school started, and, well, eleventh grade isn't being very easy... But here I am again, and also sorry for the short crappy chapter.
Also, I forgot to leave the Tumblr where I posted the picture of Dougie, here it is: annii97 (then you add the tumblr . com).
Enjoy!
Tom stared at her, looking perplex.
'Y-you saw her too?' He stuttered. Marie nodded, her expression reflecting sympathy.
'Dreams and voices. She was always telling me I would have to die.' She confessed. 'The worst were the dreams. I saw her, and it looked like me at first, but then I felt like I was being ripped out of my body and I couldn't move, as I saw her going away.' Tom nodded, somewhat pitying the eleven year old.
'Well, she's gone now.' He reached out his hand to touch the girl's skinny shoulder, Marie next to him making his mind wander to his own sister Carrie.
Tom would definitely have some strained relationships to fix after getting out of the hospital.
23th August, 2003, 3:46am
Dougie groaned and rolled to his side, taking his bangs out of his eyes and clutching his head for a moment as he stumbled out of his bed.
The headache was dull, constant, and had started over two days before. The boy moved to the bathroom with small steps, moving as fast as his state would allow him, and found the aspirins inside the cabinets above the mirros, taking them with a swig of water.
Dougie dizzily got back to bed and tucked himself under the covers, wishing everything just went away.
23th August, 2003, 7:34am
Harry, Dougie, Danny and Tom were friends to a point where they were perfectly comfortable around each other in silence, without needing to talk.
In fact, there was not much talk to be done in hospital visits that had become frequent over the two previous days. And barely anyone feels like talking at all at seven in the morning, the beginning of the visiting hours at London Central.
Danny opened the door, and got in Tom's room along with Harry and Dougie, as a part of a new born routine, and sat on one of the chairs beside Tom, once more thankful for knowing he was just sleeping and not in a coma.
Dougie was in front of him, from the other side of the bed, with closed eyes, and was rubbing his temples, taking deep breaths, a slight frown on his face. Harry had fallen asleep with his head next to Tom's, in the pillow.
Danny focused again on Dougie, and realised how much he had seen him rubbing his temples like that, like he was in pain, over the previous days.
'Doug?' He whispered. 'You alright?'
'Head hurts. It's been like this since last ...day.' The blonde winced.
'Try to sleep for a little, like Harry over there. You'll be fine.' Danny advised. 'I'll watch over Tom here.'
Dougie sighed and leaned forward, resting next to Harry.
23th August, 2003, 9:03am
Harry was woken up by someone touching his hair. Rubbing his eyes, he stared at Tom's open eyes, and the blonde smiled cheekily.
'Morning Harry.'
'Did you wake me up?'
'I was bored.' Tom pouted. 'Your visits suck. I am starting to think you only come here to sleep on purpose. Dan and Doug are sleeping too.' His tone was light and he had a trace of a smile on his face for the first time in weeks. Harry smiled back.
'Yeah...we're tired, I guess.' The drummer saw Tom sitting up straighter in the bed. 'What have you been doing, you know, when we're not here?'
'I had an interesting visit yesterday.'
'Who?'
'She might come back in a few hours.' Tom said, refearring to Marie, expecting Harry to be curious about it, but his friend simply nodded tiredly and yawned. Tom shook his head. 'I don't mind if you need to sleep.' He lay back down. 'I mean, I get to be on this bed the whole day, but you guys aren't fully recovered, yet you spend the days here, sitting on those chairs...I don't mind, really, just go back to sleep.'
Harry nodded gratefully, before resting his head on the wall behind him.
'Thanks.'
23th August, 2003, 5:29pm
'Do you have a three?' Danny asked Dougie, who shook his head and pinted to the pile of cards in the centre of the bed.
'Go fish.'
Danny groaned and took a card.
'Your turn, Harry.'
Just as Harry was going to ask Tom for a seven, there was a knock at the door. Tom grinned.
'Come in.'
The door opened.
Dougie flinched, and his head started to hurt more.
Danny's cards fell from his hands to the floor.
Harry's eyes widened.
'L-Lilith.'
Guest: Mmm... Dear guest: sorry about the picture and everything! My head is a mess, really, and I easily forget things, haha! Thank you so much, I am so glad you're liking the story and my artwork. Also, everyone on this fandom agrees with you: Dougie is damn adorable ;)
ILikeToSneeze: Well, that was the whole point, I wanted him to be scared! Now it's the others' turn, haha! Thanks for reviewing :D
deeplyinloves: Maybe you'll find out next chapter! Sorry for not updating this. By the way, have you been thinking about your shot in sensitive!Danny? Don't want to put any pressure on you, but I am really looking forward to see it. Thank you so much for reviewing ;)
