EddMatt One-shots

Oh NoEs?! ToMToRd?!

ToMTorD iN a MaTtEdD bOOk?!
O maH GoOdnes! it's also MEMEY fyi.

Just wanted to give you a ship which is more leemoni. .

•°Tom POV°•
I woke up to my alarm clock beeping WAY TO LOUD FOR MY FUCKIN EARS TO HANDLE.
And just like every day, I throw it really hard at my floor, hoping mom will buy me a new one. I throw on my blue hoodie, which was freshly cleaned and jeans. I spiked my hair up so I looked edgy and put in my earrings. I looked in the mirror, satisfied with this style. I ran downstairs with my backpack, almost falling and met my mother, a bowling ball.
  "Heyyyyy mom."
  "Hi, Thomas sweetie! I made you a big breakfast because I love you!"
  "Uhhhh...?"
  "You said you didn't like school breakfast."
Okay!! I'm going to eat breakfast at home!
  After finishing, I walked out to Tord. He was always there outside my fucking house wtf!
  "Hey Tommy~," he said in his heavy accent. It wasn't cute or anything so don't get any thoughts! (T O M STOP BEFORE YOU BREAK THE FOURTH WALL)
"Heya Tori," I replied.

"Let's get going now."

"Okay... But what about the others?"

  "Vi ser dem ikke I dag! We will go to my house!"
(We don't see them today!)

"Tom doesn't understand your fucking Norwegian."

"Tord realizes."

"So let's go."
 
  "Follow me." Tord signals me to follow him.
Why am I cooperating? I don't know. We walk into a secluded area, with a small house right smack in the middle. Tord motions for me to come with him. We walk towards the house and Tord opens the door with ease.
"Is this your house?" I ask.
"Yes."
I gaze upon his house, posters of anime and movies, pastel red walls and... A collection of robot figures? Whatever suits him then. Wait... Why am I in his house? What the hotdog in a toaster?
"Tord. Why am I in your house? Why did you invite me?"
  "...because~"
  Is he trying to act flirty... Or? He found a case filled with movies, picked one and took me to the couches. Why was he being so nice?
  "Sit by me, Tom." He said in a flirty tone. Why did I choose to sit by him? I don't know. But I did. I mean, one guy brings another guy to his house randomly and starts acting flirty doesn't sound gay... Wait yes it does, fuck.
Tord forced me to watch a movie about cats falling off of shit. Of course, I laughed, a lot nobody can't laugh at that.

•°Tord POV°•
  I attempt to make Tom like cats, wait why did I put on cats? I feel like someone is writing my every movement...it feels like I can't control myself. I can't move. 'Who's out there?!' I scream. Why am I not screaming? Is this all just a book? Why do my thoughts trail away? Why do I not remember waking up and getting to Tom's house? Why is Tom laughing? Is this real? I... I feel a song coming on...
"HIT OR MISS, I GUESS THEY NEVER MISS HUH? YOU GOT A BOYFRIEND I BET HE DOESN'T KISS YA!"
What did I just?... I didn't.... No...
No no no no no no no no...
I'm not the only person here with Tom.

End

Hope you liked it, it's a bit of a break, seeing as I want to make longer stories here. If you notice any errors, tell me!

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