Wrong Number (Discontinued)

Christmas Plans (part 1)

Tom's POV

It's been a while since Tord and I started talking, and we still haven't made plans. I went to go shopping so I can give him a gift for Christmas, even though I hate the holidays. I should call Tord so I can ask about plans.

(A/N: Once again, Italics is Tord, Underlined is Tom)

Hi Tom! How are you?

I'm well, thanks. How are you?

I'm excited for Christmas, I can't wait to see family, my parents are coming to visit.

Wow, that's so cool! I guess my plan already backfired.

Plan?

Yeah I was going to ask if you were free because I'm getting you a present.

Really? That's so nice of you! You don't have to get me anything though. Talking to you is enough.

Heh... I'm glad that's the case. I'm not a big fan of Christmas, but I wanted to get you something.

It's fine! Maybe we can plan something after Christmas. My address is London, *insert random neighborhood here*, 27 Dirdam Lane.

Mine is **insert random Norway adress here**.

Man, you live a ways away, huh?

Yeah I suppose so.

Well, Merry Christmas Tom!

You too! Bye.

Damn, I wish I could see him. Oh well, there's always next time right? I already got his gift, but it'll have to wait I guess. I need sleep. I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow.

**Christmas Day**

"Umm... Tom? Can you get up? We have a guest. And they want you to answer the door."

Why do we have a guest? I really hope it's not another Christmas party that Edd didn't tell me about... I groggily get up and groan. I'm so tired. They rang the doorbell and held it for what seemed like eternity.

"I'M COMING, SHUT UP!"

I open the door and see an unfamiliar man standing there, and damn he's hot! Wait what?

"Uh... Who are you?"

Wait... Is that...? "I hope I got the right address, sorry to intrude."

I feel my eyes well with tears.

"I'm assuming I got it right?"

I couldn't form a sentence.

"You came all the way here for me?"

Tord pulls me into a hug. I held on like the world would stop spinning if I let go. I released him from my death grip and invited him inside.

Edd and Matt stared. I casually wiped my eyes, and took a swig of some Smirnoff, as if nothing happened.

"You drink when you first wake up?"

Tord looked concerned.

"I drink no matter what time it is."