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Sorry if I brought out any tears in the last chapter! And sorry if you hate this crappy fanfic. But please remember that this is my first time writing on wattpad! But, hey, thank you for taking the time to read! Ok, I'll stop talking now. Enjoy the story, my little hoomanz~!

(Tom's p.o.v)

I glanced over at the passed out commie on the bed across the room. I was having an emotional conflict, I didn't know how I felt about Tord. Part of me thought he was the greatest, most amazing person ever to live on earth, but the other part of me hated him, hated his face, hated his guts, just altogether HATED him. Part of me wanted to hug Tord and never let go, the other part of me wanted to shove a harpoon down his throat.

I had no idea what to feel at this point. I hated the commie, but I couldn't help but love him. I buried my face in my pillow and shrieked. I didn't want to forgive the man in the red hoodie, but... I did.

Even though Tord almost killed me, I still felt the urge to be his friend. Hm. So this is what Edd must have felt like when Tord showed up. It's... Weird to say the least. I sighed and stood up. "Alright Tom, you can do this," I muttered to myself. I gently shook Tord awake.

Tord mumble some unintelligible nonsence before opening his eyes. "Wha..? Oh, Tom. It's you," Tord said flatly. I almost let myself cry the way he said my name. So full of hate. "Tord, I'm... I'm sorry, Tord... I'm so sorry..." I said, barely above a whisper. Wait, why was I the one apologizing?!

Tord looked at me with shock painted across his face. "I... Tom..." he said my name again, but... This time, it sounded like he cared... "Tom... I... I... I should be the one apologizing..." Tord muttered. This time it was my turn to be shocked. He... He was sorry..? "Really..?" I ask quietly, not sure if he was just pranking me.

I looked around the room to see if Matt or Edd were standing around, watching, then I looked back at Tord, expecting to see him grinning and moments later say loudly, 'HaHa, classic stupid Tom!'... But no. He was standing there, looking at me, tears falling down his scarred but still handsome face.

"Tom... I'm... So sorry... For all of the damage I've done... I killed one of your neighbours... I destroyed your house... I hurt Matt and Edd... I hurt you...' Tord said softly, putting emphasis on the word 'you'. Tears began to fall down my face as well. I let them fall.

For what seemed like an eternity but was only a few moments of standing there, his one eye staring into my black dark holes I call eyes, and mine staring into his, he reached out towards me and yanked me into a gentle hug.

I didn't hesitate to hug back. His chest rose and fell unevenly as he sobbed. We just stood there, hugging and crying, sharing this moment of unsaid love and caring. These weren't tears of saddness, or anger, or fear... No, these were tears of joy, of understanding.

"Tom I... I love you..." I could feel Tord tense. Was this real? I blinked a few times to see if I was dreaming. I wasn't. "Tom, I'm so sorry I couldn't help it I just-" I cut off Tord's upset-sounding speech by kissing him. On the lips. I kissed the man I thought I despised.

"Shhh, Tord, calm down. I love you too," I whispered.  "M'kay," Tord said, collapsing on his bed, dragging me down with him. I giggled and buried my head in his chest. He laughed lightly and wrapped his arms around me protectively. "Mine," He stated. I giggled again. "Yours," I said, resting my head on his chest, and fell asleep to the sound of his steady heartbeat.