Tord's POV.
It was another chilly evening, the ice cold rain making it a lot worse. I personally would have an umbrella, but I'm in a rush. I feel like he's after me again. I ran through a crowd at the supermarket. I felt as if the conversations where turned into laughter that echoed in my ear. I turned the corner and before my eyes could make out the bright green Umbrella, with a cat on it. I hit someone.
I heard them fall as I opened my eyes slowly. It wasn't him. It was a boy. A boy about six years younger than me. He had shaggy brown hair that framed his round face, and big brown eyes that where easy to get lost in, while examining all the stars trapped within them. His pale face wore pale lips that where curved downward. His eyebrows and eyes projected pain and confusion and he sat on the floor. Starring.
Stop looking at me like that.
Your too cute
God let me in-
I cut my thoughts off and huffed looking behind me. I made sure he wasn't behind me anymore. I extended my hand for him to grab. He was hesitant, but his cold, wet ,frail hand grabbed onto mine.
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Edd's POV.
I didn't know what to do. Sit her and let my but get all wet of stand up. When he let his hand down I felt nervous, but I warmed up to him and grabbed it. He pulled me up rather quickly, which wasn't a surprise. His shirt was transparent ,due to the rain, and you could easily see he doesn't miss a day at the gym. I realized my face had turned red and I was staring. He was mysterious, Brown eyes that seemed more crimson the more you stared. He raised a brow.
"You alright?"
I blinked and swallowed my dry tongue.
"Yes,"
"Sorry about that. I wasn't paying any attention."
"It's okay...You're soaked.."
"Its alright i-"
He stopped thinking. He then turned behind him again.
What is ...who is he looking for.
He made that one face that children make when they do something wrong on accident, and made a hiss through closed teeth.
"Actually, if wouldn't it be to much trouble..Can I stay at your place..."
I blinked.
Don't do it Edd.
But he's so nice! Besides what could go wrong?
He could kill me.
Yeah well he could not kill me.
...
"S-sure" I said smiling shyly.
I'm an idiot.
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Tord's POV.
I smiled back.
Damn he's cute.
He picked up his umbrella and held it up for me to stand under. His eyes where half lidded and so calm. I was mesmerized by him. I noticed how round his build was. He had a feminine body shape and he wasn't like a normal guy.
He looked up at me with those eyes.
"Shall we?"
"Indeed."
I smiled as he walked along the way. We we're quiet most of the time. I was too focused on the icy droplets from my nose to start up small talk, that is until he spoke up.
"My name is Edward... but my friends just call me Edd.."
I stared for a while, I then felt a smile creep in my face.
"Tord. Pleasure to finally know your name."
The neighborhood was small but neat. It was almost Hollywood perfect... We continued walking chatting, I couldn't help but watch hi reactions to my story's. He was so animated, so full of life. We finally reached a house with a black bar fence. The kind with spiked tops. He grabbed keys and unlocked the gate. Leaving it unlocked we walked up the sidewalk to the door step. It was average but still quaint and cute. He unlocked the door and moved out of the way, shaking raindrops from his umbrella. I sighed looking around.
"Its cute."
"Thank you."
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Sorry {<EddTord Au>}
Fanficpatient Tord Larsson, has had SPD ((thanks to @Catulaster for the idea)) and Schizophrenia. He always feels like someone his hunting him down. Maybe that someone is closer than he thinks? And of course Patient Edward Gould, had Stockholm syndrome...