Du er mitt alt~ (Tord x Reader)

Chapter Thirteen

"Edd!" you scream across the house, seeing that the green-hooded Cola-lover was in the kitchen drinking, none other than, Cola.

He turned around, surprised at your visit. "(Y/n)? What's the matter? And... how did you get in?" Edd asked you, his voice filled with confusion.

"The door was unlocked, don't know why, though," you told him, kind of curious to why.

"Oh, Matt went to the garden, he must've forgotten to lock it. Anyways, back to your problem," he prompted.

"Oh!" you exclaimed, almost forgetting it. "Before it tell you, is anyone else home?"

"Nope, Tord went out to the shooting range for some time to himself. Why?" Edd asked.

"You'll see once I tell you," you reassured him. "Anyways, my problem is that Tom told me he liked me, as in like me. He wanted to be my boyfriend!" he told Edd.

Edd sighed, face palming. "I already know. He let it slip when he was drunk once, but I'll let you know the feelings are true," he told you. "Was he drunk when you said it?"

"No," you shook your head repeatedly. "Do Tord and Matt know?"

"Nope, it was just me he was hanging out with at the time," Edd told you.

"Thank god. Tord would have killed Tom," you sighed in relief.

"But what did you say to him?" Edd prompted.

" I.... I said I like him as a brother," you told Edd, reluctantly.

"Ouch," Edd winced. "That must've killed him!"

"Hey! I regret it now, but at least it was the truth," you told him honestly. "As they say, the truth hurts," you cringed at how terrible that sounded. 'Oh look at you, trying to use literature to justify your actions!' you cursed yourself.

"Has he talked to you today?" Edd asked.

"Nope, hasn't left his room. Hasn't eaten breakfast, either," you sighed.

Edd sighed as well. "I don't know what to do with you sometimes, (y/n)."

You studied the ground. "I feel really bad," you confided in him.

"I'd assume so," Edd said.

You both stood there awkwardly for a while, in complete silence.

"Well, I'll leave now, I guess. The only reason I came over was to tell you that..." you said, turning to leave. You opened the door and headed back home to, hopefully, fix your problem with Tom.

(A/N: Another short chapter, sorry.)