TORD'S POV:
"Ugh, I can not believe they did that..." I thought angrily, the recent image of my friends driving off without me playing through my head. "Faen dem..."
I walked down the dark streets, the stars lighting the sidewalk. I was lucky it was a clear night, it was normally so cloudy you couldn't see shit.
I should have never trusted them, those stupid high school jocks...
I had recently joined the baseball team, and they seemed very welcoming of my presence. I was extremely wrong. They had stranded me on the side of the road on the highway.
I would call Edd or Matt, but it was 2:30am and I was sure they were asleep.
"I could call Tom." I thought, but I shook the thought out of my mind. "He hates me, that would be a terrible idea."
I looked up the directions home on my phone.
"2:17 minute walk..." I muttered. "Ugh, here goes nothing-"
I called Tom and after a few rings he picked up.
"What?" He sounded wide awake, but pissed off.
"Erm, yeah, can you give me a ride?" I managed to say, swallowing my pride.
"Ha! Those dingbats strand you?"
"Shut up."
"Fine, where are you?"
I let out a small gasp unintentionally. "You are really going to pick me up?!"
"Not if you keep acting like a retard, where are you?" I heard his screen door open and close and his Honda Civic beep. I sent him my location. "Holy shit! Why are you all the way out there?"
"I honestly have not a clue." I said.
"Fine, I'll be there in a few."
"Thanks." I said as he hung up. "He never says goodbye, I wonder why?"
I continued to walk up the empty road, and after about 30 minutes I saw a pair of headlights coming my way.
"I hope that is him, if not I am in trouble." I murmured.
The car stopped next to me and the window rolled down. Thankfully it was Tom.
"Get in, stupid." He said, opening the car door.
"Thanks, really." I exclaimed, climbing in.
"Whatever, I'm not doing this again..." He muttered, turning around and heading back the way he came.
"You won't have to, I am quitting the team." I sighed.
"Good, you're not good at baseball, anyway." He said snarkily.
"How would you know?" I shot back.
"I watched you practice, you're shit." He laughed.
"Oh, so you were stalking me?" I smirked.
"Bullshit, I merely passed by." He hmphed.
"Mhm, sure." I punched him in the arm. "What is that Mindless Self Indulgence song you listen to?"
"Shut up, idiot." I thought I saw a tint of blush in his cheeks.
"Ok, but in all seriousness, why were you watching me?" I asked.
"Like I said, I just passed by." He said.
"Jeg vedder på at du er forelsket i meg, er du ikke, Thomas." I said, knowing he would not know what I said. (I bet you're in love with me, aren't you, Thomas.)
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FanfictionI was stuck in REHAB for many months and I was lonely so I wrote a bunch of FANFICTIONS. I know, not a healthy coping skill... :( ART NOT MINE!!! I just want to put that I don't ship the real people, that's nasty. :p Anyways... Hope you enjoy... Com...