His Pain, His Savior

His Love

I'm He continued to speak so silently, that the teacher couldn't even here. We managed to find out his name was "tord".

Wait, wtf tord?! What kind of a name is fucking tord?!.

Once again, people started snickering and laughing, causing me to get VERY irritated.

Wait, why am I so irritated? I don't know anything about this guy!!

Tord stood there with his head hanging low, his face was puffy and red, like he was about to cry. I got pissed, slammed my hands on the desk and stood up.

"What the hell is wrong with you people?! He's just another kid here so either treat him the same respect you treat others or go jump off a fucking balcony!!"

"Thomas!! Your language!" Shouted the teacher, she had eyes of shock and surprise, along with the rest of the class. Tord looked at me with glee in his eyes, smiling on the inside.

I had absolutely no idea where that came from, I've never spoke like that to or ABOUT anyone!

Woah

Tord continued to speak, his arms kind of shaky.  And his lip was slowly quivering.

" I-I'm uh from Norway.. so that's kind of where I get my a-accent from. Hehe" he said childishly. The students just stared at him in awe and some in amusement, it pissed me off, but I chose to ignore it.

After a long and painful morning, the bell finally rang, and we all ran our way out of the classroom like it was the last thing on earth. I quickly trudged to my locker, hoping no body would get in face about my ' little Speech' today. Just as suspected, tord came up to me and stood beside my locker door. I didn't really notice him, so when I closed my locker door I jumped back in fear.  He seemed worryingly appreciative, and bent down to see if I was ok.

"Holy shit!! I uh, are you alright Tom?" He asked kindly as I stood up from my uncomfortable position on the floor.

"I'm fine *winced* perfectly fine..."

I spoke in prices from the searing pain surging through my body. He helped me stand up straight, as I was about to fall, and looked at me with understanding in his eyes.  His eyes were a beautiful glittering grey, sparkles danced around his pupils, like a start night sky.  I blushed a little, staring into his eyes like that. He looked at me confused, then humorous, Like a child.

"Wow, I didn't know you could be so easily startled" he said happily, smiling at me big and bright.

He let go of my hoodie sleeve and walked to the other side of the locker. Before he could walk away, he spoke.

"Oh and uh, thanks for defending me back there, you seem like a really great guy~"

He smiled and walked away down the hallway, a blush growing in his face. I still had one plastered on my face as well, grinning like an idiot. I picked up the book spread out all over the floor, and quickly trudged to my next class.

What the hell just happened?

A-am I in love?

No, h-hell fucking no I can't be in love......I just.....can't

I thought as I walked down the hall, I clenched my books closely to my chest, my face was red as a rose, and my knuckles white from the clenching.

Maybe I am in love.......