After dark - Tordtom fic

Chapter 1 - he's fine

|Edds pov|

It was a wonderfully warm night and we were all having a great time at the bar, we shouted, laughed and drank. It was a flawless way to spend the weekend.
It's a shame Tord stayed home though, then we'd all be together (like I originally planned). The bar was filling up nonstop, Matt was having small talk with the lady sitting next to us attempting to be charming. We sat at the stools, Matt to my left and Tom to my right. Ive lost track of how long we've been here but by the looks of Toms face, a very long time

Tom...

He looks like rubbish, worse than usual that is. That's kinda weird.. he usually thrives in late night bar trips, even picking fights once he's drunk enough. But not this time. He just looks... tired

Yea that's it... He's tired.

I knew deep down that was bullshit, Tom doesn't get 'tired' at bars. He's just been pretty down lately, in fact I can't recall last when he was actually happy...

I shake off those downing thoughts, it's a night to enjoy myself and that's exactly what I'm going to do. I raise my glass and take another swig.

|Toms pov|

I thought I would be enjoying myself when we first arrived but that was before some pretty heavy thoughts hit me right in the gut, knocking out my appetite too. I cant even look at Smirnoff too much. I used to enjoy alcohol but now it's just a part of a routine, it helps me forget things. I force down a little bit more...

More alcohol, more self loathing.

-time skip sorta, a few drinks later-

Ughhh. I'm so depressed. I chugged down some more Smirnoff discarding the bottle, I felt dizzy.

I can feel my personality fading, I'm not the person I used to be, I remember back when I was more upbeat and people liked me...

And I was happy.

I just want to be nicer. It's not too late to change, right? I'm not stuck being a washed up alcoholic forever.
But...
I keep making bad decisions and hurting people, I just want people to like me again but I just don't know how to make them do it. I glance up from my drink

Edd seemed to notice my distress, he turns to me, his mouth moved but no words came out. It was too loud I shrugged at him and he spoke up,
"Tom are you like, okay??!" He shouted.

I hesitated before nodding.

No I wasn't 'okay' . Edd caught my hesitation and shot me a worried look. I had to get out of here, being at this bar made me want to hurl.

"Actually I.. think I'm gonna just go home.." I mumbled

"What?!" Edd shouted back

"I'm leaving, goodbye!"
I pushed myself off the stool and mazed my way through the crowd.

|Edds pov|

"Oh." I looked down. Maybe I should... Go after him?
No.
I remember I'm here to enjoy myself.

He's fine.

|Toms pov|

After walking around, I seemed to be at ease with myself again, no more depressing thoughts lingered.

Good.

The night was very cold, it was refreshing. Inside the bar was so stuffy and warm but out here was just perfect. I admire nights like these, not too dark not too bright, perfect temperature.

For once, I was satisfied.
I took a deep breath and walked on.

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Authors note, not going to update for a while I got too many commissions to work on and like I'm going back to school tomorrow so yeah, k bye <3