Tomtord One Shizzles

Camping

Edds pov

It was a cold morning, like any other in England. I get up, imeadietly walking to the basement for the heating to be switched on. Once I had done that I checked the time; 10:28 AM, the others are bound to be awake by now.

I yawned, slowly trudging my way downstairs, now and again hearing screaming and shouting from two different accents... a deep British one and a Norweigian one...yayyy....more continuous fighting...just what I need in the morning.

As I walked into the room, they both shut up imeadietly.
"So....whats going on here?" I say, giving them a look, that's sure to scare them.

"Nothing..." they say in unison, then looking towards eachother growling.

"Then what were those shouting noises?.." I quizzed.

"W-we...we were playing a game!" Tord said, more strength in his speech.

"You're getting along?" I said, in a sassy pose.

"Y-yeah.." Tom said, playing along.

Heheheh..this is the perfect time to tell them.

"So, you wont mind if we go camping in Wales, and you two have to share an air bed?.." I held in an enormus amount of laughter. Tord blushed as Tom was in shock. Serves them right for trying to trick me!

Time skip!

Toms pov

I grabbed susan and my suitcase, dreading the four hours spending in the back seat next to Tord. I blushed at the thought of sharing the same bed, ugh, he's straight.., so just shut the hell up Tom, okay?! You'll never have him by your side..., you don't deserve him.

I sighed, dragging my suitcase to the car. Edd then shut the boot, turning to me.

"We'll have to put the rest of the stuff in one of the seats so you and Tord have to sit next to eachother.." edd spoke. Greattttt..

--
I walked to the car door to see Tord, I sit next to him. I begin to speak.

"Shush, I already know. Edd told me." He said, his soft accent percing through his sentance. I blushed faintly, trying not to let the small, red clad see. I take out my headphones, phone and then start to play Mr. Brightside. I saw that Tord was on instagram, it was all in Norweigian, I tried pronouncing some of it, which only made me want to hear his accent. He scrolled down to a music video, in Norweigian. He smiled, chuckling at it. He somehow aknowledged my staring, he raised an eyebrow, looked back to his phone and took the headphones off, smiling to himself. He knew I didn't understand any Norweigian whatsoever, so maybe its an insult?.. or mabye he's acctully trying to bond with me...?

"Sounds nice--" I accidently let it slip out. Im just glad I didn't say the other thing that was in my mind..

Tord goes pink on his cheeks, he plugs it back in.

--

Its been almost three hours and Tord fell asleep on my shoulder...,cute.

--

Finally there! Yayyy..
I mean atleast I can strech my legs now. I gentally wake Tord up, he looked embarassed that he fell asleep on be but I reassured him.
We got out of the car to unpack, edd and matt went to set their tent up, as we set ours up. I have to admit, it was pretty hard, but once you get the hang of it, its much more eaiser. Me and Tord unpacked at the same time, our bed now looking meaga cosy, i instantly thought of playing susan, but the only thing about it was that im embarrassed to play infront of people.. especially Tord..

Most of the songs I wrote were about him, and how I admire him in each way possible, hes just so...perfect. I grabbed her anyway, without singing along. I saw him take his headphones off to listen, I could see him smile softly from the corner of my eye...heh, cute..

He started tapping along to the pulse, immeadietly in sync, smiling and faintly blushing..wait...hes blushing!? Why?! Thus remarking me into crimson.

"Guys! We have stuff for dinner!" Matt shouted, sizzling acompaning him. Tord and I both got up exitedly to the smell of bacon. Bacon was always Tords favourite...don't ask how I know that, okay?..

We walked out, only to see a very bubbly Edd with his big cola can.

"You hungry?" A smile appeared through Matt's scentance. Tords face lit up at almost an instant.

"YES!" His thick accent corrupting the answer. I chuckled a little. "What, jehova?"

"Oh..nothing" I said with a smerk. He gave me a 'hmm' in reply.

(Timeskip)

Tords pov

Aggghhh! It was soooo goooddd! And now I'm stuffed....damnit.

"Thank you so much guys!" I said to Edd and Matt, my stupid accent thinking it owns me.

"Thats alright, Todd!" Matt smiled.

"Its Tord.."

"...I knew that...."

" well, Ima hit the hay anyway! Cya tommorrow guys." And with that I walk to mine and Tom's tent, I strip off my hoodie and jeans and just end up with mt boxers and shirt. Tom walks in, drinking his vodka, most likely slightly drunk. I see his face heat up.

"What?.." I question him.

"Noth- *hic* nothing, commie"

I sighed, getting into bed, Tom joined me and dozed off.

--
"So long 'old friends'! Hahaha!"

"I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND!" Thomas bellowed with hate on his mothers tounge.

"wha-- AGHHH!" A hole shot into my robot, caused by Thomas' harpoon. I reached the ground with a thud, somehow still alive. Tom approched me, a harpoon in his hand. He stood before me, only saying these words

"You should have never come back, comunist..." with that the harpoon stabbed my  heart..

--

I woke up in almost an instant, heavily breathing, coughing uncontrollably. I felt the pain of the dream as if it were real.

Its just a dream, its just a dream. I kept on spamming like a VHS on replay, trying to convince myself to belive the impossible.

"Whoah, are you alright Tord!?" Tom shot up, holding my shoulder.

"Ye--" I cough once again "ja-"

"No, no you're not. Here, drink this."  He handed me some water. I drank some of it carefully

"Th-thank you.., Thomas" i say, still shaken from the nightmare.

"A bad dream?.." he questioned me.

"Y-yeah.."

"What about?"

"I-I'd rather not say..."

"Oh...uh sorry for asking then.."

"N-no.., its okay, Tom.."

"Thanks. C'mon, lets get some sleep.." Tom fell asleep right away. I cuddled into his chest and kissed him, knowing Tom is already asleep and drunk anyway.

He hugged me back saying;

"Just because I drank one bottle of Smirnoff doesn't mean that in drunk y'know? I just had the hiccups" he then kissed me back.

I blushed hard, flustered into Tom's chest.

"I love you..." I say, mumbling slightly from my anger and blushing-ness

"I love you too, my commie."

We both fell into a peaceful slumber...

The end

( hi! I hope you liked my first one shot! It was 1173 words altogether! )