Millionaires (A The Script FanFic)

Chapter 18- Not even the mighty powers of tea can fix this

Chapter 18- Not even the mighty powers of tea can fix this.

*Danny's POV*

I get in at about 1AM; completely exhausted and wanting nothing more than sleep. I clumsily get changed out of my clothes and stagger over to the bed in the darkness. I flop down on the bed; it feels as if I have dropped onto a cloud. Suddenly I hear a rustle under my head and reach my hand up. Soon my hand finds something; a small piece of folded paper? I click on the light, my eyes protesting at the sudden change in lighting. I unfold the paper and slowly my eyes begin to focus on the words...

'Danny, Glen, Mark & Cat. Thank you for everything, I honestly can't thank you enough...and I'm sorry.

Thinking of you all always,

Autumn.'

What?! For a moment I can't think, I can't process the words nor their meaning. But when I do, I feel as if my whole world has just come crashing down. I leap out of bed and run to Autumn's room, throwing open the door and snapping on the light. She is nowhere to be found and a lot of her stuff is gone. Cassidy too has vanished. I begin to panic, where has she gone?! Why?! Will I ever see her again?! Where is my little Autumn?!

*Glen's POV*

"Dan?!" I call, banging my fist against the door for the 4th time. I am beginning to worry, I phoned him several times this morning, no reply, and now he isn’t answering the door. “Dan I’m coming in so you better be decent!” I call, getting out the spare key to Danny’s flat -Mark and I both have one…Dan is always losing them…or just being too drunk to find it. So they come in handy. I unlock the door and look about; everything seems normal…except there is no one in sight. He wouldn’t have gone out this early…Danny is practically nocturnal! I knock on his bedroom door but there is no reply. I sigh and go to Autumn’s door, maybe she at least will be here.

“Autumn?” I call knocking on the door. “Autumn?” I say, opening the door. It doesn’t take me long to realise something is wrong. Autumn’s room is much barer than before and there is no sign of her or Cassidy. “Danny!” I cry, seeing him hunched up in a corner, his face tear stained, gazing blankly at the wall. “Danny?! Dan what happened? Talk to me!” I cry, my heart racing, my mind going into overdrive. I bend down in front of Danny, shaking him, trying to get a response. I can hardly breath, I am afraid and confused, what the fuck has happened?! “Danny! What the fuck is going on!?” I cry; he seems to register this, his eyes moving to look at me. I see new tears fill them and pour down his cheeks. I look down and see the piece of paper in his limp hand. I take it and read it, and my heart stops. A few tears fall from my eyes against my will and the world begins to spin a little. I sit down, cross-legged, staring at the paper. Why? I see my hand shaking and I let it drop, the piece of paper floating softly to the ground. I look up at Danny; he is in some sort of shock; frozen, distant, broken. Right now, I need a Danny hug, but I think he needs one more...he will have to made do with a Glen hug though. “Danny boy, come here.” I say, hugging him to me. The moment my arms are around him, the floodgates fully open. He cries into my shoulder, sobbing and shaking. I know I am crying a too, but I try and hid it, one of us needs to stay strong, and judging by Danny’s state, I have drawn the short straw.

*Mark’s POV*

I speed like fucking Usain Bolt to Danny’s place as soon as I get the phone call. I could tell Glen was close to breaking and from what he said, Danny has already broken. I run up the stairs to Danny’s door racking my brains as to why Autumn would just leave.  When I arrive I find Glen sat on the sofa, his head in his hands. I slow down quickly and go and sit next to him. Glen doesn’t look up, he just holds out a piece of paper to me. I read the scribbled words with a heavy heart; what has she done? I look at Glen; he is shaking, trying to hide his tears. I hate seeing my mates like this. Part of me is angry at how selfish Autumn has been, running off like this, leaving my two best mates broken. But then she will have her reasons, of course she will. I know for a fact I am better at hiding most emotions then these two, I am the one who must pick up the pieces and glue them about into some sort of shape.

“Dan is in her room.” Glen says, finally speaking. “I tried ringing Cat but it’s going straight to voicemail.” He says and I nod.

“Tea?” I ask, what else can I say? Of course Glen agrees and I make myself busy making the tea, although, I don’t think even the mighty powers of tea can fix this.

*Autumn’s POV*

I walk along a little behind Rory with Cassidy bounding at my heals. I can’t help but wonder what is going on at…home. The word hurts, why did I call it that? It was not my home, I don’t have a home, I never have.

“Autumn.” Rory says, slowing down slightly to talk to me. “Do you have it?” He asks. I suddenly feel nervous, afraid. “It’s ok, I just want to know.” He says, taking my hand gently.

“It’s safe.” I say and he nods.

“Can I see?” He asks but I shake my head; I can hardly getting it out in the middle of the street can I?! He nods understandingly, keeping his hand in mine. “This is going to be great you know.” He says, giving my hand a little squeeze. “You and me, and with help from it, we will be like film stars! The streets we walk on will be paved with gold, the skies above us made of diamonds! You and me, living like millionaires!”

*Mark’s POV*

This day has gone so fast yet so slow. It’s coming up to six o’clock now and Danny has locked himself away. Normally, when he is upset or angry you would hear him mucking about on various instruments, or the sound of his typing or writing out lyrics, but not today. Today he has just put on his speakers, the songs on shuffle. They blare out, bouncing off the walls. Glen and I haven’t done much either; watched some crap telly, drunk tea, watched more telly, drunk more tea…we did try and jam for a little but it wasn’t right…it was a rather half-hearted effort really. 

I am walking back to the sofa, yet another mug of tea in my hands, when a song catches my attention. “Maybe I’ll get drunk again, I’ll be drunk again, I’ll be drunk again.” Ed Sheeran: the man who attempted to steal my name…but failed as he spelt it wrong- idiot-…but he has given me an idea…Drunk…now that’s my kind of idea.

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Hiya! Bit of a sad chapter....though i think Danny and Glen we so sweet at the beginning, don't you think? Lol, from the end u can probs guess where the next chapter is going...Lol. Umm there was something i was meant to say.....umm....oh TheScriptLover2013 has started a disscussion board called Fans of The Script! Go and join in! Also i started posting a new fanfic called The Silent Sound of Music a few days ago...if u havent read please go and do so, and to everyone who has, thank you! :) ummm well i hope u liked this chapter! Please do vote and comment! Thanks so much for reading! It means SO much to me! I really didnt expect this to get like over 4000 reads!! Ahh i still can't believe it! Thank you! :) Your all amazing! :)

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