Title: After
Author: Me, Star (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
star55)
Part: 1/1
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Dougie/Harry
Genre: Angst
Summary: After Harry and Dougie’s fight, can anything be the same?
A/N: Dedicated to:b_u_n_n_i_e_s for choosing After prompt as her prompt for a sequel to Anger
A/N2: My two prompt tables are Here for anyone that wants to take one or two and prompt me.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not now, not ever. *is saddened by this*
After
“I tried to kill myself once.”
Dougie looked up, with wide eyes at his best friend’s confession as he sat down next to him on the carpeted floor of the bedroom. He never thought he would ever hear those words come from the mouth of someone that was so happy.
“When?” Dougie croaked out, voice hoarse from all the crying and shouting he had done.
“It was before we started as a band… Mum and Dad were having troubles, I was flunking out at school, Vic wasn’t interested in being at home and spent most nights at a friend’s house. I got depressed,” Danny said staring straight ahead. “I felt like everything was my fault, that I was to blame for it all.”
Dougie stayed silent, listening to Danny’s confession.
“One night, I just got sick of it, Vicky screamed that she hated us all and stormed out, she ran away for a week. Dad and Mum’s arguing got worse and I needed an escape. I knew mum had been taking sleeping pills to help her and I snuck them into my room. While they were all asleep, I took half the bottle in one hit.
“I was okay, nothing bad happened, but they never looked at me the same again,” Danny paused. “They realised what their arguing was doing to us and to them. They agreed to go to counselling and made me go too.”
Danny picked at the carpet underneath his hands as he told his tale. Dougie didn’t know what to say, he had never known this side of Danny before.
“I got so mad at them for making me go, but I think they thought I would top myself if I didn’t, so for their sakes, I went,” Danny turned his head slightly, locking eyes with Dougie.
“Afterwards, things got better. Mum and Dad separated; they knew they just couldn’t fix it anymore.”
Dougie saw tears forming in Danny’s eyes and he did his best to blink them away.
“I know you’re hurting, Dougs,” Danny said softly. “And I know that it feels like it’s the end of the world. You just lost Jerry and Harry in the same few hours but it doesn’t have to be a bad ending.
“We can give Jerry his proper good bye and you can work things out with Harry,” Danny finished.
“I hated him, Danny, I hated him so much right then,” Dougie whispered after a while. “I never thought I could feel that emotion towards him, but I did and I still do.”
“That’s understandable,” Danny said. “He hurt you pretty bad, even if he didn’t realise he was doing so.”
“I never wanted to hurt him though, I never wanted that at all,” Dougie continued. “After everything that we’ve been through together, it ended like this.
“I just… I’m hurting so bad right now. For Jerry, for me, for Harry,” Dougie chocked out. “I want him to know how sorry I am for yelling at him like I did and for throwing that vase at his head but I just can’t bring myself to face him. I just can’t.”
Danny slipped his hand into Dougie’s, comforting him in ways that words couldn’t. “I know how you feel, Doug, but it will get better, it will.”
Dougie let a single tear fall from his eyes. “I don’t know that it will, Danny.”
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Author: Me, Star (
star55) Part: 1/1
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Dougie/Harry
Genre: Angst
Summary: After Harry and Dougie’s fight, can anything be the same?
A/N: Dedicated to:
b_u_n_n_i_e_s for choosing After prompt as her prompt for a sequel to AngerA/N2: My two prompt tables are Here for anyone that wants to take one or two and prompt me.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not now, not ever. *is saddened by this*
“I tried to kill myself once.”
Dougie looked up, with wide eyes at his best friend’s confession as he sat down next to him on the carpeted floor of the bedroom. He never thought he would ever hear those words come from the mouth of someone that was so happy.
“When?” Dougie croaked out, voice hoarse from all the crying and shouting he had done.
“It was before we started as a band… Mum and Dad were having troubles, I was flunking out at school, Vic wasn’t interested in being at home and spent most nights at a friend’s house. I got depressed,” Danny said staring straight ahead. “I felt like everything was my fault, that I was to blame for it all.”
Dougie stayed silent, listening to Danny’s confession.
“One night, I just got sick of it, Vicky screamed that she hated us all and stormed out, she ran away for a week. Dad and Mum’s arguing got worse and I needed an escape. I knew mum had been taking sleeping pills to help her and I snuck them into my room. While they were all asleep, I took half the bottle in one hit.
“I was okay, nothing bad happened, but they never looked at me the same again,” Danny paused. “They realised what their arguing was doing to us and to them. They agreed to go to counselling and made me go too.”
Danny picked at the carpet underneath his hands as he told his tale. Dougie didn’t know what to say, he had never known this side of Danny before.
“I got so mad at them for making me go, but I think they thought I would top myself if I didn’t, so for their sakes, I went,” Danny turned his head slightly, locking eyes with Dougie.
“Afterwards, things got better. Mum and Dad separated; they knew they just couldn’t fix it anymore.”
Dougie saw tears forming in Danny’s eyes and he did his best to blink them away.
“I know you’re hurting, Dougs,” Danny said softly. “And I know that it feels like it’s the end of the world. You just lost Jerry and Harry in the same few hours but it doesn’t have to be a bad ending.
“We can give Jerry his proper good bye and you can work things out with Harry,” Danny finished.
“I hated him, Danny, I hated him so much right then,” Dougie whispered after a while. “I never thought I could feel that emotion towards him, but I did and I still do.”
“That’s understandable,” Danny said. “He hurt you pretty bad, even if he didn’t realise he was doing so.”
“I never wanted to hurt him though, I never wanted that at all,” Dougie continued. “After everything that we’ve been through together, it ended like this.
“I just… I’m hurting so bad right now. For Jerry, for me, for Harry,” Dougie chocked out. “I want him to know how sorry I am for yelling at him like I did and for throwing that vase at his head but I just can’t bring myself to face him. I just can’t.”
Danny slipped his hand into Dougie’s, comforting him in ways that words couldn’t. “I know how you feel, Doug, but it will get better, it will.”
Dougie let a single tear fall from his eyes. “I don’t know that it will, Danny.”
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