Wait, no this is caring too much, fuck go back.
I stepped out and made my way to the washing room. It was just as stupid and poppy as I remembered. The back looked similar to how I left it, but I saw Edd in the back sliding his hoodie on. I assumed this is how it was going to be like, thinking this is how we usually meet.
"Came for your hoodie Tord?" Edd asked, rather perkily as usual. "Yeah, is it ready?". Edd nodded. He walked over and pulled it out the machine, and tossed it to me. I felt it with my hand and felt it warm as expected. "Perfect" I said. "Here, I need to ask you something." Edd said. We started walking to the elevator continuing our conversation.
"Yeah?" "Well, I need some money to pay," Edd said. "but we already sorted you'll help pay. The money's in your room, right?" He asked. "Yes, but I'd rather pay for it myself." I responded. "Also, were flying on Cola Airlines." Edd added, or..... edded. "Cola airlines? That's cheap, the plain doesn't sound safe." I said with concern. "Maybe, but Cola would never fail us!" Edd yelled. He waved his fist in the air and proudly smiled. I rolled my eyes at his dumb working brain. "That's dumb." "You're dumb"
Before we could fight, the elevator rung and we were in our floor. We spread out and went into our rooms.
I walked into the unlocked door, and saw Tom still shivering. I crouched down at the sofa, and slid my warm hoodie on to him. The spiked hair Brit's eyes stopped shaking, and fell loose, as did the rest of Tom. He laid back, somewhat hugging my hoodie. He smiled and sat still in sleep against the sofa. I felt satisfied knowing he was happy. Now, I had to gay again. I placed a quick kiss on his forehead, even though I felt fuck-boyish, and embarrassed. Tom's face softened even more, and I lost control.
My thoughts went to sinful places, and my face flushed so red the heat hurt. I felt something low harden beneath me, and realizing what it was, my blush had reached a full round crimson from my forehead to my neck. I get flustered to easily.
I couldn't help but just to want him, sinfully and romantically. My eyes widened and my heart dropped to my feet as I realized, I was in love with Tom. I was crazy in love and it only took me less then twenty four hours to realize it. My hands flew to my hair as I tugged at it with full force, but didn't pull. Tom most likely wasn't gay, he wasn't looking for a relationship, and definitely wanted me dead, with no exaggerating. My heart dug down realizing three awful truths at a time.
I stared at Tom with wide eyes one last time, for this was I last time I was going to let myself do it. Tom was a mouth breather, opening his slightly to breath in his sleep. His sleepy face rested back, warm as ever. Could you blame me? "Ok Tord, first and last time this will ever happen." I said to myself, and proceeded to kiss Tom. His lips were cold, but nice. I pulled away almost not kissing to a half second, out of guilt, and walked away back to his room to pack.
"Tord, what's.. what are you doing?" I heard a low voice ask. My head snapped back to see Tom somewhat awake. "TOM!" I yelled, turning around, smiling a little too much. He looked down to see my hoodie, looked at me to see a red face, and looked down to see something else. He gave me a cold hard stare, letting me know I was in deep shit. "Tord." He said. "Look, Tom you must be so confused!" "Tord." "Ok ok, look this is weird I know, but if yo-" "Tord!" He snapped. I started saluting as a reflex. We both ignored it.
"You have one minute to explain, or your leaving, I'm telling Edd you died, and if you say no, I will make you." Tom ordered. I gulped. "Go"
"Ok so you got drunk again so I made you sit on the couch and sleep but you were having a nightmare and I felt bad so I went downstairs and got my hoodie and talked to Edd about the plane and came back here and gave you my hoodie, then I thought about hentai and that's why I'm flustered." I half lied at the speed of light, and then forced an ear to ear smile.
"You.. felt bad for me?" Tom said smirking. "Maybe.." I muttered. "Ha G-..." I heard Tom say, and my face scrunched up getting ready to hear a roast about being gay, but he stopped. I stood still waiting. That's when I felt something touch my back, and my head flinched up. Tom was standing a little behind me and heading to his room. He grabbed the hoodie and tor it off, handing it to me. I grabbed it, but looking down I heard 'thanks' coming from Tom. We looked face to face for a second, and he had a blank expression with slight pink on his cheeks. Then he walked off, and I smiled a little at the hope.
Before I knew it, the four of us were at the airport entrance.
Omg this chapter was SHIT. Sorry, I keep moving the story so fast lol. Ok at least I'm making the ship half way canon now. I'll try to make the next one better. Also how the fuck is this story already getting so much attention, it's trash.
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Three days (TomTord)
Hayran KurguTord unintentionally comes back and not everyone is happy to see him. He has to deal with facing his past, escaping the army, and an obnoxious crush on his former enemy. Let's see how everything plays out in New York... (Cover by @Thisislifenow) (th...