•PuppyLove• (tomtord)

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Tord leaned against the front wall of the school, waiting for his mom to come pick him up. He heard footsteps rush towards him, and saw a Pat racing towards him. One he got there, he stopped to catch his breath "so, how did it go?" This question immediately made Tord break down, hugging pat, crying into his chest. "I really messed up. HE hates me and believes I don't care.no matter what I do. I  messed up. I messed up bad. " Pat stared at Tord in sorrow feeling bad for him. "Tord i-" Tord calmed down, "yknow what it doesn't matter." Tord sniffed, wiping the dried tears in his cheeks away. " I don't even think he wants to be my friend. Now I'm positive he hates me, and that won't change for a while. " Tord looked up to see his mom's car at the front. "I have to go." Tord swung his backpack over his shoulders, walking out to his mom's car and getting in " so, how was your day? " his mother asked, "perfect. I just amazing." 

 "What was I thinking." Tom hid his face in his hands, Edd began to rub Tom's back in a n attempt to comfort him. "He actually apologized, and I just yelled at him! Now I just -" Edd looked at Tom , hurt showing in his face. "Tom, don't - don't blame yourself. I'm sure you can just apologize." " No! I can't! He won't forgive me! And it would look stupid. I can't apologize he would probably just ignore me. " a lump formed in Tom's throat and he did the best he could to stop himself from crying. "Look, Tom I have to go! But here, " Edd scribbled something down on paper, handing it to Tom "here's tords phone number, try talking through things with him." Tom took the paper waving goodbye to his seat friend, wiping away some tears that formed in his eyes. He got out his phone typing in the numbers , Tord. "Hey-" he sent. No reply. He wasn't expecting a reply. 

Tord checked his phone, hearing his phone ding. He read the text in confusion, not knowing who texted him. "Who are you talking to?" His mother asked, leaving over a little, glancing at the phone then back at the road. " Uh,, I don't know. It was probably a wrong text number. " Tord shut off his phone, throwing it back in his bag. 

Tom gave up in waiting, putting his phone away. Soon his mom pulled up and Tom hopped in the car. "Hey, I'm so sorry for making you walk to school, but I couldn't risk being late one more time or I could be fired." Tom only waved a hello, " it's fine" is all that escaped from his mouth.

>timeskip to a couple of days later<

Tord was lying on his bed, messing on his phone when he heard a knock on his door. "Come in" he called. He looked to see who knocked and his dad walked in. "Dad!" Tord called happily. This formed a smile on his dad's face " how has your day been? " his father asked, leaving against the door frame. "Eh it's been ok." His dad frowned, turning his gaze towards Tord phone . "Why don't you go outside? MaYbe on a walk? Get off your phone." His dad suggested " I don't know. Mosquitoes and all" Tord shrugged "No seriously, maybe it will help your 'eh' day become something better" his dad have him a reassuring smile. "I guess." Tord shurgged, getting out of bed, and slipping on his shows. " Perfect. Be back by 8! " his dad called leaving the room. Tord npdded, leaving the house to go on his walk. The air was cool outside and there was a faint breeze. It felt nice. Tord shoved his hands in his hoodie pocket, walking to a bench and sitting down. 

>toms p.o.v<

I was walking along the smooth sidewalk, to a park I loved sitting at just to admire the view when I swear I saw a familiar person sitting on the same bench. Then I realized who it was "tord" I said softly. I knew I had to do something but I just don't know what. I didn't want to seem clingy, I mean justa couple of days ago  I was yelling at Tord for being... Nice..? I don't know. But he hasn't talked to me sense. It's weird. I felt the urge to sit next to him, so I did.

(3rd p.o.v)

Tom slowly made his way over to the bench, taking a seat next to Tord. Tord notice someone sit next to him and looked to see who it was. "Tom?" Tord whispered just loud enough for Tom to hear. "Uhuh. Surprise?" Tom said it as if it was a question . "What the hell!" Tord snapped. " What? " Tom looked at Tord in confusion. "So you just decided to hate me then meet me in the park like this was some 'good' surprise thing?" Tord was almost to the point of yelling. But to be honest, Tord really loved Tom talking to him again. Even if it was gonna end in a fight. " Look, commie. I really need to talk to you. I tried texting you but you never responded and-" Tom was interrupted "what? What could you possibly have to say? 'oh by the way I really hate you. And so does edd ' 'hey commie your stupid'" Tord mocked "no, Tord this is serious." Tom sighed, making eye contact with Tord "i- uh- I need to apologize for how I reacted."

" oh my god" Tord held his face in his hands. "So one second you hate me, and the next you care? I don't understand you, why do you all of a sudden care!?" Tord snapped standing up. " you don't know how upset I was, when you yelled at me. And you don't know how happy, but confused I am that you just apologized not even a week after it happened. " Tord sniffled. "But why? I thought you hated me and you didn't care." Tord spoke softly now sitting down. " because I felt bad! I blew up in you when you were trying to become friends again. I did care. I felt awful after I left the lunch room " Tom spoke softly as well, trying to keep the silent atmosphere. "I really don't understand. " Tord handed Tom a confused look. "Ok well, when you yelled at me saying you didn't care about me that one time I honestly was really hurt. Because Edd finally managed to convince me, that maybe you do care. But you blew up on me. and I told myself I wouldn't care. I wouldn't care that someone i-" Tom paused. "Someone I cared about blew up on my and made me feel uncared for." Tom's stomach began crawling with anxiety and butterflies. " That's why I apologized, because I felt bad. But Tom, so you actually care about me, and want to be my friend. " Tord turned his body to where he was facing Tom "oh Tord." Tom's face began heating up. " I want way more then that. " 

A/N

Ahhhh I feel like this is moving too fast. But if it moves to slow it may become long and boring and I need happiness for my boys!! Ok well. 1,066 words what!!!!!???