Can't sleep, Love~ [Tord X Reader Lemon]

Tom.

Grinning at him, you walk out, going back upstairs and he follows you. Miranda finished all the food she had and laid on the bed, on top of your clothes. You cringe at the clothes being wrinkled and push her lightly to put them back into place. Tord is behind you, standing next to the frame of the doorway with his hands behind his back, avoiding contact with Miranda. You open your bag a little and throw the rest of your clothes in to keep them from waiting and go downstairs. Miranda throws out all her garbage into your trashcan and Tord waits for everybody to leave your room. Miranda glares at Tord , and making a face. "Go." She said walking in front of him. "Ladies first." He grinned at her. she rolls her eyes and walks downstairs. Tord turns around making sure she's going downstairs and grins that he's now alone in your room. he tiptoes back to your bedside drawer, getting on his knees. He looks left to right, making sure nobody is watching him. he laughed to him self, putting his hand on the bottom drawer. "Oh this is going to be so good.." He said, opening it slowly. Inside, there was a bunch of pictures and a little f/c journal with it labeled, "Y/N'S DIARY. KEEP OUT." He shuffled through the pictures, a bunch of them were with your exes and you and your girlfriends drinking eachother's brains out. Tord puts one down, but one really caught his eye. There's a little photograph book with the title "Best Friends Forever" with block letters and heart stickers. it was a bunch of pictures with you and your best friends, during your birthday party, your regular parties you had in middle school, and just sleep over photos. Tord smiled, flipping through the pages. He then went to the back, dust was all over it. He wiped it, finding you and Tom, hugging eachother. Tord's eyes widen and his jaw dropped. Both you and Tom looked about 15. Tom still had his mini flask, holding it in the sky. He looked wasted, so did you. Both wrapping one arm around eachother. Written with sharpie at the bottom, "Birthday Bash 2k-" Some of the sharpie was smudged. Tord knew it was your handwriting. He slipped out the picture, putting it in his sweatshirt pocket. "Tord? Are you up there?" You yell. Tord stays quiet in embarrassment. "Y-Yes just a second!" He yells back. He grabbed the diary and put it in his pocket as well. He closes your draw slowly to avoid any noise and stumbles downstairs. "What took you so long?" You ask curiously. "Nothing, my love." He said pulling you closer to him. "Whatever." You frown. Seducing you, trying to get your mind off it, he picks you up. "LET ME GO!" You yell aggressively, trying to get out of his grasp. "Heheh..." He hugged you closer to him so you can't move. "nNnnSTOPPPPp" You mumble with your face buried in his chest. He hugged you tighter, grinning at your struggle. "Let her go." Miranda sighs, glaring at her nails. "No, why should I listen to you?" Tord frowns. "I know what you did upstairs, if you want me to keep quiet, you will listen to me." Miranda whispers. Tord's eyes widen. "How do you know?" He yell whispered. "Don't worry about that." Miranda smiles. "Then what did I do then?" Tord smiles. Miranda pointed at his hoodie pocket and Tord's eyes get small. He drops you quickly, and you fall to the floor. Tord glares at Miranda in embarrassment and anger. You get up and wipe the dust off you. Miranda is smirking at Tord. You then glare at both of them in confusion. "What's going on?" You ask, having no idea whats going on. "Nothing." Miranda and Tord say simultaneously. Tord barges out the door and goes back to his house. Miranda laughs at him silently. "What was that about?" You ask carefully. Miranda puts a hand over her mouth and takes a deep breath. "Nothing." Miranda says twirling her hair. They were up to something, just what? You shift your weight to your right foot and cross your arms. Miranda gave you a blank stare and quickly walks out the door. She knew you had an idea of what they were doing. They both made it super obvious so.. You grabbed your bag and head out the door behind them. Locking the door behind you. You yell to Miranda before she goes insides Tord's house quickly. "i'm going to pick up some things at the store. I'll be back in a half hour." You run up to her and give her your bag, smiling. She smiles back and takes it. "Paul, Patryk, Tord do you want anything?" Miranda yells to them. "We'll take some pizza bagels, some deodorant, and facial wash." Patryk yells from the other room. "I have pizza rolls, and a journal." Tord yells from from the other room as well. "and I'll take some Hot Cheetos and A Gatorade." Miranda says, digging in her pockets to hand you a fifty. "No no, it's on me." You smile caring like. "Really?" Miranda says making a face. "Yeah it's the least I could do for you guys." You laugh lovingly. "Well, thank you y/n." Miranda smiles, leaning on the side of the frame of the door. You nod in agreement and turn around to go to your car. "Thanks again, love!" Miranda smiles shutting the door, with your bag. You walk down the steps and take out the car keys and sighing. You get to the car and open the door, getting in and starting the engine. You then close the door and drive off.

Miranda dropped your bag and skipped to the living room to find Tord sitting on the couch. "Soooo~" She said twirling her hair. Tord frowned. "Wanna tell me what it is..!" She giggled in excitement. Tord rolls his eyes and takes out a picture. "Really a pic- oOOOOOOOOOO!" Miranda gasps for air. "I-Is that Tom and Y-Y/N..! Sucks you love her I guess shes got to go-" Miranda groaned. "I'm not leaving her." Tord interrupting her aggressively. Miranda's eyes widened. "That's all you took? How do you think they know eachother?" Miranda asked one question after another it got to his head. Tord growled and Miranda covered her mouth. Tord rolled his eyes. "No. This is not the only the thing I have." He flashed a small smile. He pulled out a diary. Miranda's eyes shrunk and she gasped. "W-Why would you- I like the way you think, Tord Larsson." She grinned, patting him on the back. He grinned at her, opening your diary. You then open the door. "Hey I was wondering-" You stop. Your eyes laid on Tord and Miranda, staring back at you with your diary and a picture. You run up to them, taking out your extra switchblade. "I TRUSTED BOTH OF YOU." You yell and Tord's eyes got small, grabbing your wrists and slamming you down on the couch with him on top of you. Miranda looked above you and made a serious look. Tears streamed down your face. "She's crying." Miranda whispered to Tord. "No shit sherlock." He growled.  You grip the switchblade harder and growl trying to get out of his grip. He frowned and held you down. "What's going on in here!" Patryk ran in with Paul. "Nothing." Tord answered quickly. You whine which made them stay. "Clearly not." Paul said walking over with Patryk behind him. "AAUUUUGHH LET ME GO!" You scream. Miranda puts her hand over your mouth and Paul pushed her out of the way eagerly. Paul's eyes widened at your tears and switchblade. You glare at him weakly and you drop the switchblade. Your vision was fuzzy and Patryk picked up the switchblade. "Let her go, Tord." Patryk looking at him with the switchblade shaking in palm. Tord took a deep breath and released you. Your eyes open and get up, running to the door and Tord got up after you. Paul ran but Miranda grabbed his hand. "It's better if they figure it out themselves." She said looking at him in the eyes. Paul stopped and stared at her. You ran through the door and down the road to Edd's house. Tord slammed the door behind him and ran after you and you ran to the steps and pounded on the door. Tord grabbed you and Tom opened the door. Tom's eyes shrunk at the sight of you two. "L-Let me go.." You weep helplessly.  Tom grabs your hand and pulls you. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Tom screamed. "It's better you stay out of this." Tord growls. You then faint, hearing muffled screaming.