【11】

                                    

                                          


Tord's pov
           It's been 12 days, and my deadline is getting closer to an end...for some reason I'm getting a bit worried about leaving.
                          
Anyways, after the whole 'drunk Tom' incident, I decided to keep quiet about it for now.
                          
Me, Tom, Matt, and Edd went out to eat a couple hours after. Edd dragged me into the bathroom and asked if anything was up and luckily I played it cool and he believed it, so were in the clear.
                          
Now back to present time!
                          
Edd's pov
          I kick the door open, and stomp towards the bed. Matt looks up from his phone, and watches me throw myself onto the bed. 
                          
I slam my face into the pillow and let out a scream.
"Aawww what's bugging my little Edd?" Matt says soothingly.
                          
World's pov
         Edd turns his head to face Matt and gives him the puppy face.
"You're not giving me love and affection..."
                          
Matt's face goes blank, then panics
"Edd! You know I love you, I'm just very busy deciding what pictures to post on my Instagram!"
                          
Edd laughs then hugs Matt
"I know you do, I just wanted to hear you say those words!" He lays down on Matt then looks up at the ginger.
"How do you think Tord and Tom are doing?"
                          
"What's up with you worrying about them so much anyways?"
                          
Edd takes out his phone then goes to his photos. He taps on a photo, and shows Matt a picture of Tord's messages.
                          
Pat: 2 days left sir, how's everything over there?
                          
Tord: Decent
                          
Pat: How's that Tom guy sir?
                          
Tord: worry some
                          
Pat: GTG RED LEADER, PAU'S DRUNK AGAIN!
                          
Tord: good luck with that Pat.
                          
Matt looks at Edd.
"What does this guy mean by 3 days left?"
"That's the thing Matt...I don't know."
"Plus why does this Pau fellow remind me of Tom?!"
                          
Edd laughs
"Sameeeeeeeeee, hey Matt?"
"Yes Edd?"
"I love you more than you love yourself."
                          
Matt's eyes go wide and he starts to mouth some words.
"Woah.........that's like.......a lot..."
Edd and Matt burst out into laughter.
                          
Tom's pov 
          I'm finally broken, the stress, the pain, the sadness. I just want this to end, I've decided this Sunday...I will end it all.
                          
I take out a piece of paper and write at the top of the page 5 things that keep me living.
                          
Tord opens my door, and I crumple up notebook paper and yell,
"JESUS LEARN HOW TO KNOCK!"
                          
"Sorry my bad, anyways wanna go to the bar?"
                          
"Why, so you can draw on my face while I'm passed out again?"
                          
"What? No, I just wanna go out for a drink."
                          
I let out a sigh
"Sure I don't see why not"
                          
30 minutes pass at the bar
                          
"AnOthEr twO sHotS -hic- PlEaSeeEe!"
"THis OneS oN mE!"
"AyEeE tHanKs bUd!"
                          
Tord gives off a nod and laughs! The bar tender slides over two more shots down to us, and we chugged it, faster than you can say 'Ligma Balls'!
                          
Tord pays for the drinks and we wobble out of the bar. Tord puts his arm around me and points at me.
"I gUeSs yOur noT tHat BaD jEhoVah!"
"ImA mIsS yOu TorDy."
"huh?"
"N-nEveRmInd iM tO drUnk."
                          
We manage to walk to the front of the apartment, and not get into trouble. While Tord and I are walking in, a folded up piece of paper fell out of my pocket.
                          
Tord's pov
        The piece of notebook paper falls onto the floor and I pick it up. I'll give it to him in the morning, I'm to brain dead to do it now.
                          
Once we get into the apartment, I sit myself down on the couch, and switch on the tv. Tom takes a few steps past me, then sprints to the bathroom. I start to hear the sound of vomiting and laugh.
                          
He steps out of the bathroom and wipes his mouth with his sleeve.
"SHUT IT!"
                          
I laugh again and he heads to his room, locking it like usual.
                          
The next morning
                          
1 more day left, tomorrows my last day. I sit up from the couch, and throw the blanket off of me. My hands cover my face and I let out a sigh.
"I don't wanna do this."
"Do what?"
                          
I look up from my hands and see a shirtless Tom.
I blush
"T-Thomas! When did you get here?! AND PUT A SHIRT ON!"
                          
He looks at me like I'm stupid and replies with
"Just now, and no. Anyways answer my question."
"what question?"
"Don't play dumb Tord."
                          
I pull out the piece of paper from last night.
"Oh right, I almost forgot, here! You dropped this last night!"
                          
Tom's black eyes widen, and he snatches it, then violently opens it. I try to read what it says, but he blocks all angles so I wouldn't be able to read it.
"DID YOU READ IT?!"
"Uh no?"
                          
He lets out a sigh of relief, then shoves the piece of paper into his pocket.
                          
"So did I-"
"hey remember when you were drunk last week."
"Yeah why?"
"You said you loved me, and kept doing lovey dovey stuff towards me." I laugh
                          
Tom blushes hard
"DID I REALLY?!"
"Mhm!"
"I uhh-"
"Just tell me."
"Tell you what?"
"If it's true."
                          
I put my hand on his cheek, giving him a sweet smile.
He backs away and he looks down blushing.
                          
"Damn it! Why do I have to have these stupid feelings for you, you damn commie! You blew up our house, you tried to kill me, you tried to dominate the world, but for some damn reason....I love you so much you Norwegian fuck." Tom replies angry, and embarrassed.
                          
I pull him into a hug, feeling that same painful regret that I had felt after the incident.
                          
I begin to sob
"I'm so sorry! I regret ever trying to hurt you, I love you Thomas Richwell!"
                          
awwww things are getting better and sweet! I bet there's nothing that could ever go wrong after this chapter! Man, do I love TomTord! Alright ima go work on the next chapter now, bye bye!
                                              -_aqqle