I hate you, but I can't stop loving you.. (TomTord)

Chapter 6

Ey, I'm reading 'Overated Friendship' and I hate Matt more -_-. Anyways, here's another chapter.

Tom pov~
   I woke up holding something... Someone. I looked up to see Tord in the bed with me. I tried to get up but his arm was over me. I sighed and waited until he wakes.
   After what felt like forever of staying in his... Warm grip. No, stop Tom. He finally woke up. He sat up, acting like he didn't know where he was. It finally hit him and I saw a blush creep onto his face. He got up and dashed out of my room and to his. I sat up and felt my face start to heat up.

~Time Skip Cause I Wanna~

     I went downstairs to get some Smirnoff. I went and opened the fridge only to find food. "Tord! Can you go get me more Smirnoff!" I asked. I heard him growl a bit, "Sure." He got up from the couch and left with keys in hand. I went and sat on the couch and turned the TV on. I then waited for Tord.

~Another Time Skip cause I wanna get to the point~

     I was getting mad now. 'Its been an hour and he still isn't back!' I thought. "He took his car!" I yelled at myself. I called him up. Ring, ring. 'Hello, this is Tord Larson. Leave a message if it involves saving your life.' Stupid voice mail. "Answer you jerk!" I yelled into the phone. "You better of not went to a strip club or something!" I yelled again. I shut my phone off and tossed it to the other side of the couch. I sighed and waited again.

Tord pov~
   I was driving to the store to get Tom some Smirnoff, of course. I pulled up to the store and got out. I walked into the store and saw many things. One thing that caught my eye was....HENTIA! I ran over to the shelf totally forgetting what I was here for. I heard my phone ring and knew it was Tom. I was to scared to answer it. I went to the alcohol aisle and grabbed five bottle. Two for feeling bad I got distracted. 
    I grabbed my phone and listened to the voice mails while I was waiting in line. 'You better not of went to a strip club.' I cringed at that though. Of course I would never. I love the small blue man. I paid for the drinks and went back to the car.

~Time skip!~

    I pulled into the parking lot in front of Toms apartment. I got out and ran inside. I ran up the stairs and went to Tom's door. I walked in and Tom stood there, glaring daggers at me. "H-hi Tom!" I say, trying to sound happy. "Hi Commie." He said, still glaring. I scratched the back of my neck and handed him the Smirnoff. "Um... Tord. This is 5 bottles. I only had enough for 3." He said. "Ya, I know." I said as I went to my room.

Tom pov~
   ..... Holy crap. I love that guy.

Done, blah! Bye bye fishes!