Is This Still Love?

Chapter 3-

Chapter 3

Another evening and another bar, Danny was downing more shots like there was no tomorrow. His bandmate's watched as he done whisky after whisky.

"Mush, slow down" Harry commented. Danny chose to ignore his comment. Tom sighed.

"I better get going, Gi will be waiting for me"

"Me too, Izzy wants me to do bedtime" Harry groaned.

"Yeah, that's it, because you all have the perfect home to fuck off too" Danny slurred. Harry and Tom looked at each other, they knew he didn't mean it, they knew he was still hurting. Dougie waved them off, as if to say he's got this.

"See you later mate" Tom said, placing a hand on Danny's shoulder.

"Another round please bartender" Danny said placing a £20 note on the bar.

Dougie sat at the table, drinking his non-alcoholic beer.

"Mate..." he said "Let's get you home" his voice was full of concern. Having been to rehab for an addiction, he knew all to well where this was heading, and he was going to try his hardest to avoid it.

"Nah mate...look at all these fit birds!". Dougie looked around, it was the usual, people knowing damn well who they were and what they wanted.

"Danny..." Dougie said, this time in a more stern voice. Danny was not listening to him at all. He sighed loudly before grabbing his phone.

"Hey Em, It's Dougie"

Emily barged into the bar and rushed over straight to Dougie.

"Where is he?" Dougie pointed over to where Danny was dancing with yet another bleach blonde girl on the dance floor. She could tell he was way gone, as she watched him stumble. She rolled her eyes before she started to walk over to him.

"Danny fucking Jones" She shouted at him above the music "You're coming with me" Danny waved her away.

"Listen darling, he's not interested" the blonde girl snarled as she continued to dance.

"Danny Jones, I swear to god"

"Jesus woman, what are you his mother". With that, Emily grabbed Danny's arm and yanked him away. "OI!" the woman shouted. Emily just ignored and called for Dougie to come give her a hand.

Emily got Danny undressed and put him to bed, making sure he had water and painkillers ready by his bedside for the morning. She was so angry at him for how he was acting, but as she looked at him asleep, he just looked so innocent. She gently stroked his hair as he snoozed. Just as she got up to leave, he mumbled in his sleep.

"I still fucking love you, Emily".

Emily stayed in one of the spare rooms that night, Dougie stayed in another, both taking turns on checking in on him.

"Morning Em" Dougie said walking into the living room where she was sat, watching old videos of her and Danny. As she heard him come in, she quickly turned it off. He raised his eyebrows at her and she blushed slightly.

"Coffee, tea?" He asked breaking the silence.

"No thank you, I think I should get going soon"

"So thank you for coming last night, I just know you're still the one person he will listen too"

"I never wanted this" she replied "I know people blame me, but this...it's not what I wanted, none of what's happened is anything I've ever wanted"

"I know" Dougie placed an encouraging arm around her shoulder. "I think, deep down, he still loves you". Emily smiled weakly.