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Singing Out Of Sorrow

I had no idea what to call this oneshot so dont mind that. This oneshot was originally planned to be fluff but I some how made it angst while writing. (Tom isn't depressed in this au hes just really sad while singing) In this au Tord never left or joined the army.
(mature language)
On to the oneshot!

Pov: Tord

I make my way down the hall towards Witness's bedroom to annoy the living shit out of the short british boy. Step by step I get closer and closer to ruining Tom's day. A smile curls at the end of lips at thought of being such a pain in ass. (Dang I can kinda see why Tom hates him so much now) The door gets closer with each step making the words on the door crystal clear. The words on Jehovah Witness's door reading "Fuck off" Ha, stupid classic Tom.

I pace myself slowly so I don't make much sound and avoid the creeky floor boards. Im now infront of the door. My hand reaches for the door knob but I stop in my tracks when the sounds of a guitar being played enters my ears.

Was Jehovah playing his guitar? What does he call it? Susan was it? Eh whatever. I press my ear against the door to make it more clear to hear. I also put my hand to the door so I dont fall on the door and make a fool out of myself.

Pov: Tom

I strum my fingers along the strings of Susan according to the beat of the song I was playing. I feel the vibration of the guitar against me as it slightly calms. It's always nice to play Susan, it's soothing in way. I take in a breath through my nose and let out a long, slow sigh. A sigh of relief or a sigh of sadness? To behonest I'm not so sure. Maybe both? Who knows cause I don't.

I begin to sing the lyrics to the song I'm playing while still playing my musocal instrument.

(Most of this is lyrics so feel free to skip)

"And the pastor says I'm good"

"But Jesus Christ, I'm never good"

"I'll nail my hands up to the wall"

"I'll nail my hands up to the wall"

"And the pastor says I'm good"

"But Jesus Christ, I'm never good"

"I'll nail my hands up to the wall"

"I'll nail my hands up to the wall"

"And yeah, the doctors were nice enough"

"They just said I'm fucked up"

"Just like my mum is fucked"

"I bet your dad's fucked up"

"And in the black light, I could tell a sick joke"

"Maybe in the black light, I could tell a sick joke"

"Twinkle twinkle little star"

"Alchoholics don't get far"

"Unless they drink and drive"

"Let's go for a drive"

Emotion washed over me, I could tell tears forming in my "eyes" and my voice pitched as if I was about to try. Yet I continue to sing. I'll just sing my feelings out and so what if I cry?

"And I hope I crash and die tonight"

"Saying, I do not like you"

"I do not mind him much"

"You were just my first"

"Now I've had"

"I'm cold to the touch"

Tears start to pour out of my boack voids, my voice now croaky and cracking every now and then.

"Leap to my death"

"I'll die for my friends"

"I'll lie to the end"

Pov: Tord

Tom can sing?! Thats the first thing that came to my mind not only can he sing but hes good at! A light pink shaded my face as I think that Tom's voice is cute. His voice isnt the only thing thats cute about him, his face, his body, his personality his everything. I thought Tom was cute.

"I'm cold to the touch"

"Leap to my death"

"I'll die for you all"

"I'll die for my friends"

Tom had such a great voice but why sing such a sad song? Now that I'm interested I can notice that Tom's voice was a bit croaky and cracking a bit. Was he crying?

"It goes like this"

"Well I ain't sorry"

"With broken wrists"

"I climb from theese walls"

"My skin crawls"

"My skin crawls"

"My"

Pov: Tom

My voice may have been weak at the end but who gives a shit. My faced is soaked in wet tears that wont stop driping out of my "eyes" I let out a rashpy sigh signaling that I'm crying. Sobs came out of my mouth uncontrollably. I place my head in my hands.

Pov: Tord

Muffled sobs leak through the door and into my ears. He was indeed crying... What should I do? Do I go in? I'm going to go in.

I reach for the knob that's attached to the door itself. I grip my hand onto the metal knob and twist it.

*Click*

I peek through the crack inbetween door and the wall and see a crying Tom sitting on his bed, head in hands. I open the door fully and a squeak escapes Tom's mouth indicating that he knows I'm here.

I step into the blue clad's room and place myself next to the crying male. He didnt react one bit. Do I hug? I really want to hug him, but does he want a hug? He's crying ofcouse he wants hug?

I wrap my arms around the small mans torso and pull him closer to him, to really embrace the hug.

Pov: Tom

Warmth. I felt warmth, the warmth of being hugged. I cant remeber the last time I had a hug. I like it, it feels nice. I lift my head out from my hands and shift my body to face Tord. His head was facing downward. I wrap my arms around the tall male. I rest my head on his shoulder and Tord does the same.

"I'm here for you Tom"

My teared stained face cracks a weak smile at the words of comfort.

"Thank you Tord..."

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO PUBLISH IT
I hope u like it anyway
TYSM FOR 120+ VIEWS AAAAAHHHHH IM SCREAMING LIKE A FANGIRL BUT I DONT GIVE A SHIT!

The song I used was Alligator Skin Boots by McCafferty you should go listen to it! He also sings another song called Beachboy its a bit more up beat.

ILYSM<3!