Scars(sad tomtord story)

chapter 8

He plopped down on my blue blanket and looked up at the ceiling.

"Tom..." He spoke softly.

"Yeah?" I asked, laying down beside him.

"Why do we hate each other?"

His words sept threw me like water.

I never known why I was such a jerk to him honestly.

But I didn't want to seem like a jerk for hating him for no reason.

Which sadly was the case, I just—

"Tom." He commanded.

I looked him strait in the eyes, which was kinda hard because his eyes we're beautiful.

"What?" I asked, in a very sarcastic tone too.

"Answer me." Tord demanded.

"I don't know what your talking about." I said, as if I could get it to slide.

He raised a brow as if he was saying 'im, no buying it'.
I bit my lip, and decited I was gonna try to get it off his mind.

I rolled over and hovered above him.

His face got red and his eyes went wide.

I leaned down and pressed my lips on his smooth neck.

His skin was very cold, but I gave him small kisses and bites.

He tugged at my hair when I found his sweet spot.

I grinned as his small body scwermed under me.

"Tord..." I whispered in his ear.

He bit down on his lip, "hm?"

"How bad do you want this?"

"Really bad!" He whimpered.

He tugged my hoody a little, signaling he wanted me do go on.

I just kept looking at him, making him beg and plead even more.

"Please Tom!" He whined like a six year old.

He leaned over again and kissed him on the lips.

He melted under me, and I could help but smile.

An: should smut come next guys? Please let me know so I can make the next chapter. And also, I'm running out of ideas, so can you guys please suggest some things for the next chapter? See ya there!

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