Tord X Reader part 3

Bar Fight

"The strongest thing you could possibly make." I ordered, looking up at the TV.

"The hunt is still on for Tord Larsson, the red leader, as the death toll grows 24/7. Witnessed report bombs exploding in neighboring towns, houses, and even their own-"

"You're him aren't you?" The bar tender asked.

"Yep." I said taking a sip of my drink.

"Everyone in this place looks up to you ya know." He chuckled. "How do you manage to do it?"

"Create an army, and you can do anything." I shrugged.

"So why are you here red leader?" He asked, leaning on the bar. "Nobody drinks this heavily unless their trying to forget."

"Hey Commie." Tom said sitting next to me. "Didn't know you hung out at places like this."

"All the time." I sighed. "(Y/N) know you're here?"

"Yeah, well not entirely." He shrugged. "She misses you man."

"No, she doesn't. She misses the part of me that's gone okay?" I said, chugging the rest of my drink. "She needs to move on, she can be with Edd for all I care."

"I can here it in your voice Tord, you miss her too."

Yeah, I do.

"No, I don't Tom." I snarled. "Tell Edd he can-"

"He's tried already, she won't date him." Tom sighed. "Tord I've never seen her as act like-"

"Tom?" A startled voice asked.

Our heads wiped around to see (Y/N) holding hands with someone. I so badly wanted to hit the guy, but, she's not mine anymore.

"(Y/N) I didn't realize you-"

"You said you were shopping! Not drinking with Tord!"

"Whos Tord?" The guy asked angrily.

"An old friend. Tom, Tord, this is Todd."

"Todd?" I laughed. "That's so generic! I thought you had better taste (Y/N)!"

Her face turned into a tomato, she's so cute when she blushes. No, she's moved on, but my heart will-

"Tord, go talk to her." Tom said, glancing at my clenched fist.

"She's with him now, there's no point." I sighed, watching as they sat down at a dining table.

"Are you serious? She's doing it to make you jealous!" Tom smirked. "Obviously it's working."

She looked over with a hopeful expression, only to meet my eyes. She smirked a little bit, only to be slapped by Todd.

I picked up a bottle, and threw it onto his head, knocking him out instantly. The whole room went silent as Todd hit the floor. (Y/N)'S hand was on her cheek, tears running down her face as I walked over to her.

"You alright?" I asked.

She nodded as I held my hand out for her. She stood up, and wiped the tears off of her face.

"Guess I am just the weak girl who falls in love with the villain." She sighed.

"That's not true." I said. "You're the second strongest person I've ever seen, of course behind me, but still."

She giggled at my joke, pulling me into a hug. Everyone clapped as we held onto each other as if we weren't going to let go.

"Boss!" Paul said, pursuing through the door with Patryk at his side.

I looked over to see Paul grabbing his right arm, and Patryk had his left arm slightly burnt. Just a bit behind them was an army of police cars.

"GET IN HERE AND HIDE!" I yelled. "Everyone else, either run or hide!"

I grabbed (Y/N) and sat her down behind the bar. We set up a barricade with tables and chairs. This wasn't going to work.

"WE HAVE HOSTAGES! TAKE ONE STEP INSIDE AND THIS PLACE GOES BOOM!" I yelled.

That was a lie, we didn't have hostages, and there were no bombs placed anywhere.

"Tord, give me you're sweater."

"Why-"

"Do it!" (Y/N) hissed.

I handed her my sweatshirt, and she ran out the back door, the police following quickly after. Time stopped as I watched the cop cars go speeding by.

That idiots going to get herself killed.

Your POV

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!

Why did I think this was a good idea?!

"STOP RUNNING LARSSON! WEHAVE YOU SURROUNDED!" A cop yelled as I ducked behind a tree.

Think think think!

"You're surrounded, put your hands in the air-"

Sorry.

I pulled the trigger, killing the guy instantly. Yet before they could open fire, one of the cars exploded, setting off a chain reaction. Everyone there was either dead, or out cold.

"Could have told me the plan ya know." Tord snickered, walking out from the fire.

"You know it's all about timing." I sighed.

"You alright?"

"Yeah..."

"God you look adorable right now." He sighed. "But you need to move on."

"I have." I smirked.

"To who?"

"You." I said, pulling him into a kiss.

He pulled away, only a tiny bit though, causing our noses to touch.

"I missed you." He said, kissing me.

I began to cry as memories flooded back with each passing minute. I my arms wrapped around him, gripping onto his back.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Stop leaving you ass." I chuckled, holding onto him tighter.

"Should we get moving?" Patryk asked Paul.

"Nah, let them have their thing."

"But what about our thing~"

"Fine." Paul said, smashing his lips onto Patryks, and kissing him for what seemed for hours.