Patience Tom//TomTord Fanfic//OmegaAU

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Tom's POV

Tord. Tord. Tord. Where in the fresh hell are you..?  Why the heck did you leave? Why arent you answering my calls? Replying to my texts? Why? Why..? Why?  I let out a shaky sigh. Ive been looking for him for i dont know? Hours now. Lunch? No, Tord is much more important.

My phone vibrates, just like the other 25 times. I guess its 26 times now. I grab my phone from my pocket and check the time and notifications.

2:30 P.M

Egg Headd

2:11 pm  Tom where the heck are you??? Why arent you answering my damn calls? Tom. Come back or ill call 911 on you.!

2:13 pm  Tom. Come on. I know youre getting these. I know you are. Now hurry up. Your lunch is getting cold..!

2:15 pm    Tom...i know you miss him. But you should take care of yourself too! Tord wouldnt like you to starve... wouldnt he..?

8 missed calls from Egg Headd

14 more messages from Egg Headd

Door Mat

2:08 pm     Tim? Come back! Matthew misses you! You wouldnt want us to be sad, right?!

I hum. Yeah, I guess Tord wouldnt want me to starve. And of course I wouldnt want my friends to be sad. Im actually surprised Matt thought of texting me first. I guess him being a dad changed some things.

I walk back home. Should I text them back? Should I say that im coming back? A part of me is saying you should inform them, while the other part is like no. Dont. They would most likely spam you if you do. Its not a reasonable reason but i chose the latter.

Its just a gut feeling. I sigh and look around the neighborhood. I walk the direction home. I smile seeing a small playground, it looks old and rusty but it still looks usable. I remember, playing with them.

"Hah! Look at this freak!" A blonde kid points at me. I let out a low growl and walk away from the swing set i sat on. A few kids gathered around us, they looked at me in awe. The blonde kid then pushed me down. "Get lost! We dont need freaks like you here!," they laughed at me.

"Whats so funny?" A boy with a slightly thick accent walked up to us.
"Oh uh- its nothing newbie...-" "I said. Whats so funny." He said it more of a command rather than a question. "Oh uh...This freak is up on out turf. So i gave him, yknow, a warning.!"

The boy with the accent looked over to me, his stare is scary. "Hm, gotta admit. He does look like a freak.-" "see! Told ya!-" "-but he looks kinda cool."
I got complimented. By some tough guy feared by others, this is an achievement Tom good job!

He offered his hand to me, "The name is Tord, you?". I grabbed his hand and he hauled me up, "Thomas, nut you can call me Tom". He dragged me over to a clear spot with only two other kids. One with moppy brown hair and the other is a ginger haired boy.

"Who's this Tord?" The ginger haired boy asked. "This is Thomas, Tom if you prefer. He got bullied so i thought why not give hime some decent people to hang out with." Tord said calmly. "You? Decent?" The brown haired boy asked jokingly. I let out a little snicker, "Of course I am Edd! Shut up!"