Stuck [TordTom]

Jealousy

~06:30: Tord's dormitory room~

Tom's POV:

"So, where did you say we were going again?" Tord asked, grabbing his towel from the hook it hung on, getting ready to take a shower after going for a swim. "The club.." I reply quietly. "And.. What's the occasion?"

"Uhh, no occasion or anything I just.. wanna hang out, is there anything wrong with wanting to hang out with my best friend?" I scratch my nape, hoping that sounded like an okay enough excuse. "Eh, makes sense." He shrugged as he entered the bathroom. "Hold on, I'll be quick."

I nod even though he had already closed the door. I exhale, and receive a phone call. I pick it up and look at the contact name, as expected it was Edd. I answer, "Moshi fucking Moshi"

"ああ？あなたが日本語を話すのを知らなかったのですか？" (Oh? I didn't know you spoke Japanese?) I heard Edd reply, I obviously knew what it meant because it's literally the only thing he knows how to say in Japanese. "I don't know, speak fucking English."

I just heard a laugh. "So what's your plan in making Tord jealous." I ask quietly because Tord was literally right in the other room and thr walls are very thin. How do i know? Well the other night when i was staying over i heard a couple fucking in the other dorm room, wasn't really a pleasant experience. "Well I actually don't know-"

"You don't fucking know?! You were the one who came up with the idea!" I yelled over the phone. "Tom? What's going on?" I heared Tord shout from the bathroom, the sound of water pouring was overlapping his voice so i couldn't really hear him as clearly. I put my hand over the speaker and yell back, "Yeah! I'm just on the phone with someone!"

"Tell me what your idea is right now, or Jehovah forbids what I'll do to you." I threatened, "You didn't even let me finish my sentence you nitwit, just get drunk and make out with the nearest girl, or guy and see if Tord gets jealous." Edd huffed, "How the fuck am I supposed to remember to do that?!"

"I said drunk not wasted, you idiot. " He implied before hanging up. It wasn't too bad of an idea, I'm probably just nervous-- Jehovah's sake! Pull it together! I heard a door click, Tord was done showering and had just come out. Not as gay, but out of the shower if that hadn't been implied already. "Hey.."

"Hey?" He greeted back, obviously confused as he only had been gone for less than 10 minutes. Damnit that was so awkward! Great job, Tom. "Ready to go?" I look back at Tord and see that he had changed already. He wore a white collared shirt along with a black vest and a pair of dark-grey jeans. Add on some leather gloves and I would've nosebled on the fucking spot. "What, is it too much?"

"W-- No, no! It looks good- You look great! Why.. Wear that to a club though?" I scratched the back of my head and looked down in attempt to hide my pink-dusted cheeks. "Well I heard that Hannah, that American girl we saw this morning? Apparently she's coming to the club too.." he smiled and actually put on some black leathered gloves.

I felt the jealousy literally boil up in me, he looked.. Happy.. And lovestruck? "You haven't even spoken to her." I expressed, trying to hide the fact that I was a jealous little bitch. "So? Didn't you have a crush on some girl who you'd never spoken to when we were 12?"

"Yeah..." I groaned whilst rubbing my elbow. It was partly true, I liked someone when I was 12 who was infact not a girl. It was a dude, and that dude had a name, it was Tord. And i had spoken to him. Okay so maybe it wasn't true at all-- "You never really told me her name though, care to tell me now?"

"Uhm, I can't remember it.." I lied through my teeth.

~06:50: Outside the club~

"... We're here." I hear, but choose to ignore it. I see a hand in front of my face, snapping it's fingers. I snap out of my thoughts and zone back in, "Yeah, sorry what?"