The Wanted

Locked Out

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(Boy's are at a interview. Ynot interview I think is the name.)

"If you could do anything in the world what would it be?"

Jay: I would be a bread man, though I'd be over qualified.
Nathan: You mean under qualified.
Tom looks between the two, was Nathan's joke taken to heart? The interview continues until the next question, "What's a motto that gets you up and to keep going everyday?"
Nathan: It's by Robbie Williams, I-it's simply, don't-
Tom: Don't swear!
Nathan glares at the lad for interrupting,
Nathan: Simply, don't bleep it up, don't fluff it up.

"Alright thank you guys for coming!" Anna- the interviewer squeals -as the boys exit. "Tom that was rude to interrupt me." Nathan remarks as they get in the van, "I was 'jus reminding you not to swear." Tom pouts, "I believe I know better then to swear on live television." Nathan returned, he was angry that Tom had pointed out the fact he wasn't allowed to swear to the whole world. He wasn't... but still. Not everyone and their mother had to find out. "Both of you stop. I don't need a fight happening." Jay ordered as they exited to their flat, "you're not even going to make him apologize?!" Nathan roared, he had expected one by now. "Ugh, Tom please say sorry to Nathan. He feels wronged." Siva groaned, Tom sighed, "Sorry Nate. I just didn't want you to  get in trouble." Nathan rolled his eyes storming off. Max ignored the action plopping on the couch flipping through the channels.
"Is Nathan mad at me?"
"I don't know Tommy. He'll get over it. Why don't you go write your name?" Max suggested, Tom shrugged sitting on the floor having paper and pencil on the coffee table. Slightly frowning as pain struck his arm on his O, he got through Tom, "L-last name too?" Max nodded tuned into a football game. "P-A-R-K-E-R." Max spelled, Tom gave a stupid look, "I know how to spell." he mumbled scribbling it down tears building in his eyes. His arm was hurting. Although they had him writing a letter of the alphabet everyday along with Tom. This was to much though, "M-max it h-hurts." Tom cried, Max sighed patting his lap for Tom to crawl into. Curling into Max, Nathan came down, "Oh look it's Tom's favorite team! Not that he would remember." Tom sobbed hurt by the statement in Max's chest, "Nathan Sykes! Be nice to him!" Max chastised, Jay then came in, "Scooter wants to see us. The three older ones at least."
"Okay... Um, Nathan can you watch Tom?" Max asked, it sounded weird but it needed to be done. "Yeah, of course I can. We'll have fun." Nathan gushed, Tom whimpered hiding in Max who set him down ignoring his protests. "We'll be back soon Tommy. Calm down, and be good for Nathan Okay?" Siva reassured stroking his hair, "Only spank him if it's a last resort." Max reminded Nathan who nodded, "Of course. I'm sure he'll be fine. We'll be fine." Nathan promised his evil smirk being hidden well. After the older boys left, Nathan turned to Tom a hateful, vengeful, look stirred in his eyes. He had been ignored for so long, all because of "Tommy this" or  "Tommy that." Yeah Tommy nothing. The boys had no excuse for ignoring Nathan which is what they were doing.
"So Tommy, what do you wanna do?" Nathan asked sitting on the couch beside him. "I-I don't care." He mumbled, Nathan smirked, "Why don't we write your full name?" Tom gulped his arm still stung from his last attempt of writing.

"Write it Thomas!" Nathan ordered, Tom angrily wiped away his tears sniffling. He felt like such a baby, he had only gotten to the T in Anthony before sobbing. "I-I c-can't Nathan!" He cried, Nathan sighed loudly, "Of course you can't. Baby can't do anything. What a load of shit! You can go off and tell the whole damn world that I'm not allowed to curse can't ya?! Yeah that wasn't a problem. But writing your name is? Stop crying!" Nathan snarled harshly gripping Tom by his bicep slapping his backside a few times harshly dragging him towards the door, "N-Nathan please! I-I'm sorry! Please!"
"Shut up!" Nathan hissed throwing Tom outside. A loud crack of thunder rang through Tom's ears as he attempted to plead to Nathan to no avail. Nathan did a dry chuckle slamming the door shut locking it. He was done babysitting. Nathan was the baby, not Tom.
Watching the telly, Nathan ignored Tom's pounding on the door waiting for it to stop which it did after an hour. Tom instead resorted to sobbing in his hands while also getting soaked by the rain. He hadn't meant to mess up so badly, he wanted his mum. Not Max, Jay, or Siva. No, Thomas Anthony Parker wanted his mum. Furiously wiping his eyes Tom glanced at the door that remained shut. He was freezing in the cold and soaked clothes. The fenced patio which he was locked out on held no shelter, dooming him to get sick. His throat began to hurt from crying so much, his sobs didn't even have audio anymore. This was one of the worst days in his life.

Nathan did after four hours start to feel some guilt, he then remembered that yesterday he got his report card. Guess who got straight A's and didn't get a single good job?! Nathan. Instead the boys were coddling over Tom who remembered a freaking song. Whippe he probably heard it on the radio or something. When he can remember his name, then Nathan will be impressed. Until then? Nothing. Tom was dead to him. He took everything, the attention, cuddles, coo's. All. There wasn't enough room in the band for two babies. Or at least in Nathan's mind there wasn't.
It was at Seven thirty when the boys had arrived home, Tom heard, having passed out fro crying so much in the rain. "M-max?" He whispered hoarse, nothing. "Where's Tom?" Siva asked entering the house, Nathan jumped, "U-uh maybe in bed." he lied, Siva gave a look but went to check. "He's not." Jay then strolled in from the kitchen, "Did he try to write his name? He already did that today. Bless his heart, his arm going to be in so much pain." Nathan did a nervous chuckle pretending to check the house for Tom when he heard Max open the back door. Running to hide, Nathan took safety in his room, under his bed. Best hiding spot ever.

"Thomas?!" Max shrieked, the boy was staring at him eyes puffy, he looked awful. "Baby come here. Why were you outside?!" Siva questioned scooping the boy up careful of his arm. Tom didn't talk, all he did was cry. He hated not being able to remember. He hated taking all the attention from Nathan. His throat burned like hell, Siva laid him down undressing him to his boxers grabbing the fluffiest blanket wrapping him in that having him on his lap, "Tommy what happened?" Jay asked again sitting next to the boy wiping his tears. "I-I m-might've locked him outside." Nathan admitted, his heart broke seeing Tom sobbing on Siva. "YOU WHAT?!" Max roared, Jay jumped up holding Max back, "Why Nate?"
"H-he's getting everything! I was the band baby and now it's all about Tom! I got straight A's and no one even noticed! No one! If Tom sings a song everyone stops to ask how he knows it!" Nathan snapped, Max sighed instantly frowning. "Nate I'm sorry. We're all sorry, the change has been difficult for all of us. We didn't know we were ignoring you." Nathan shrugged sniffling, "Why don't you apologize to Tom and we'll all watch a movie." Jay suggested kissing Tom's forehead. "I'm sorry Tommy. I was a bad big brother." Nathan confessed, Tom didn't hug him right away. Although after Siva dressed him in warm fuzzy pajamas, sitting Tom on the couch with Hot Chocolate, Nathan stalked over throwing his arm over Tom. "I am so sorry Tom. I was immature and jealous." Tom nodded, "I-I-it's okay. I-I'm ss-sorry for h-h-ogging the b-boys." he managed, Nathan thanked him pulling Tom on his lap. "I love you Tommy." Tom curled into Nathan, "Love you too Nath."

It had been three days sense the locked outside drama. Tom had completely forgiven Nathan, who received a belting from Max the next day. One making it hard to sit comfortably for the next week or so. Tom however did have a bad case of pneumonia. Which cuddling with the boys helped him get through. That and Siva's famous hot chocolate.

*Was it good? Great? "don't get your hopes to high Emma" I know I know, anyway this AMAZING idea was from LarryLashtonNom give them credit for this prompt. I hope you like it and please comment more! Thanks!  ~Emma :)