Because we had Henry and Gus were staying round for a few days Danny had to give up his bed, after much discussion Shawn agreed that he could share a bed with me. I don’t understand why he would say no in the first place, it isn’t the first time after all. Plus, he ends up joining me most nights at some point. Glen was about to leave when he pulled me aside.
“I didn’t want to tell you, because I know you worry and shouldn’t stress. But, you need to know. Dan was obviously fairly upset by what happened, one particular night was worse than the others. He was using Amy. I don’t know what or how much.” He sighed sadly, shocked doesn’t really cut it. I had never expected him to do that.
“Really?”
“Look, don’t stress too much. Just keep an eye on him.” I nodded, knowing that Dan felt so lost and unhappy that he felt he needed to turn to drink and drugs makes me feel even worse.
“I promise. See you tomorrow.” I pulled him into a hug and watched him walk away, now to find Danno. “Dan? Where are ya?” I called out. I found him in the kitchen going through cupboards, I can guess what for. “Come on Dan, let’s go to bed.” He looked at me for a moment before nodding and following me to the bedroom. We both put on some pyjamas and climbed into bed together in silence. He wrapped his arms around me slowly, pulling me close. “Babe, do you feel alright?”
“I’m fine.” He assured me.
“I know. It’s just. I’m worried about you.” I turned and pressed a kiss to his forehead.
“I’m okay now.” He insisted, not looking at me.
“Dan, you can tell me you know.” I reminded him, seeing the hurt in his eyes.
“I made some bad choices, okay.” He was struggling to keep his voice level, tears threatening to spill. “I drank, a lot. I miss alcohol, the buzz you get. That wasn’t new, but I needed more. Needed to forget all the shit that was going on.” He took a breath. “I don’t want to talk about.” He refused to meet my eyes, he was obviously upset. I left him to it, he was quite obviously upset. I lay back, trying to sleep. “It wasn’t the first time.” He confessed, when I looked at him he had turned onto his back, staring at the ceiling.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve done drugs before.” His eyes went from the ceiling to his hands, he was nervous and stressed. “It messed me up. But I needed it. You don’t understand, the desperation to get away. To not feel anything.”
“Of course I get it Dan, I’m not mad at you. We all know why you did it, we are just worried about you. I love you, I can’t lose you.”
“I promise I won’t do it again. I was just, falling apart.” He sighed. I grabbed his hand.
“Me and you are gunna get this shit sorted.” I promised. “Stop sulking and feeling sorry for ourselves and start living life, being happy. We deserve it Dan.” His smile lit up the room, suddenly his lips were crashing against mine. He moved so he was above me, his arms either side of me while my arms wrapped around his body.
“I love you.” He said, pulling away.
“I love you too, now go to sleep.” I laughed, he pouted like the child he is and dropped down beside me.
“At least let me hold you.” He complained. I rolled closer to him, snuggling as close as humanely possible. “I’m lucky to have you.”
“If you say so. I’m the lucky one, look at this catch! Not to mention you put up with my shit, and help me out. Babe. You are perfect.” I assured him, for an amazingly handsome, talented dude he has some major confidence issues.
“You put up with me too. Now shh. I’m tired.” He chuckled. How I ended up with this man will forever remain a mystery. With him I feel whole again, after everything I’ve been through, I’ve managed to somehow find happiness. And a perfect little family, don’t get me wrong. I miss my own family every day, but I have to move on. Because they aren’t coming back.

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Fix You - A The Script/Danny O'Donoghue Fanfic
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