|Chapter 4|

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Tom's POV   

I woke up, and checked the time on my phone. it read: 3:23 Am. I sighed, feeling horrible. 

I look over, and the commie isn't on his mattress. I figure he snuck off to read hentai, and I started to search around on my phone. I look at facebook. 2017 Sucks so far. Just a jumble of cutting things with 1000 degree knives and edgy teenagers. So far tord hasn't come back yet. Being the idiot that I am I get up off my bed and open the door to my room. I go to the kitchen, and grab something.

It happened to be a bottle of Smirnoff. I take a swig and look on my phone again. 3:28 Am. I take another swig before putting it back. I exit the kitchen and look on the couch. There happens to be Tord, phone on his face sleeping. Ok, time to be a douche.

I take his phone, sneakily, almost tripping over the couch, and I quietly run off to my room, shaking the house.

How did he not wake up?

I turn on his phone. Anime girl screensaver with no password. Amazing. I look at his gallery. mistake, loads of hentai. I exit out of that and go onto his texts, Douche move, me. 

Texts from Paul: Paul venting about not being able to tell Patryk that he loves him.

Texts from Patryk: Patryk venting about not being able to tell Paul that he loves him.

Buncha gays.

Texts to Edd: Talking to edd about bacon problems.

Texts from Matt: Venting about how his mirror broke, and he couldn't even tell the mirror he loves "her".

Weird.

I exit out of that, and I notice the volumes off. 

Not chancing turning it back up.

I go onto safari, and sure enough, hentai. Animated, Drawn, Interactive.

I think I might vomit. So this is why the volume was off and he left? ew. I decide to go back to the gallery, and dodge all the hentai, just wanting to take a look at older photos and his personal life. :^ ) .

 Food, ugh. Why do people take photos of food? Old photos of him Edd, Me, and Matt doin shit, whatever. Photos of me sleeping. whate- Wait.. WhAT?

I look at it again to make sure i'm not going crazy, but sure enough, it's pictures of me sleeping. 

._.

I open my door, Tord's gonna be mad that I went through his phone, but the communist gremlin's too short to do anything. I walk over to the couch. Commie's still sleeping. "Wake up!"

Tord wakes up with a start, but when he sees me he calms. "What do you want, Tom?"

"Well, For your information, Tord, I wanted to ask why you have pictures of me SLEEPING on your phone!"

Tord looks at me for a second, then he looks around him, and searches for his phone.

"U-Uhhh.. wel.. y-you see.. uhmm.."

"What? Have any explanation?"

Tord looks at me for a second, shocked.

"T-Tom.. I have s-something I have to co-confess.. And you have to promise not to punch me..."

"What, Commie?"

"T-Tom... I-I.. L-Love you..."

ZE END! MWAHAHAHA! CLIFFHANGERS >:3

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