melting together again (tordedd)

5

The sun had already begun setting when I prepared popcorn.

Tord had tried to convince me that I could go over to Matt and watch a movie. I didn't want to leave him alone. Then why was I in Matt's kitchen, waiting for the popcorn? To put it simply, both of them had turned up at my door, basically begging me to come over. I had left Tord alone in my apartment, but I had told him to call me if anything happened. Hopefully he would do that. Though I didn't know why but I had a bad feeling. Tord had seemed so uneasy. What was it?

"Edd?" I slightly jumped at Tom saying my name. Quickly I found out why he had done so, the popcorn was finished. I opened the microwave, taking it out and gave it to Tom. Then we both went over to the couch in the living room and sat down. All the while Matt waited for us before he started the movie. After only a few minutes my thoughts had already spiraled. I hardly paid attention to the action movie. Normally my eyes would be glued at the screen but now I just sat on the couch, staring anywhere but the TV screen. Was Tord alright? Would he really call me? I hoped so. The thought of him being in even more pain than he was now made my heart sink in sadness. I was worried about him.

Though I couldn't tell Matt nor Tom. The latter though glanced over to me a few times, seemingly checking if I was paying attention to the movie. He probably already figured out that my thoughts were somewhere else, but he didn't talk to me. I knew that my behavior concerned him. The movie played and I had no idea how long it would take for it to be over. Why was I even so worried about Tord? Simple answer: because he was my friend. Nonetheless I had the feeling there was more behind it.

The time passed by and soon enough the movie ended. Just now I realized how deep in thoughts I had been for the past two hours or so. I took out my phone, checking if I hadn't missed a call from Tord. Not one call. It made me suspicious, so I pushed myself up. Before I went over to my apartment I said goodbye to my friends. "Ah, Edd. Stay here a little bit longer. We have just watched the first movie and it's not even 10pm yet." "Yeah. Just stay here with us and watch the second one." Both Tom and Matt obviously wanted me to stay with them. But I had other plans. "Sorry guys, I need to go." I hoped they'd understand it though from the looks of it they didn't. Tom asked me if something was wrong with me to which I said "No".

"But you seem a little bit... weary." Oh god, I had to find a way out of this situation. "I'm just not feeling all too well." Technically it wasn't a lie since I was really worried and concerned for Tord and it was made worse by the fact that he hadn't called me. "Oh", was the only thing I got as an answer. I took it as a possibility to leave. This time they let me go.

Once I was outside of Matt's apartment I made my way over to mine. When I got inside I noticed the lights were out. I turned them on and walked into the living room. There I saw Tord sleeping on the sofa. What surprised me though was the photo album on the small desk in front of the couch. Tord had obviously looked through it. From the looks of it Tord was already asleep for a while since he didn't even flinch when the light shone into his face. After making sure he didn't wake up I grabbed the photo album and took it with me into my room.

Then I let myself plop on my bed before I opened the album. The pictures in there were chronologically sorted so the first few pages were from my time in middle school. At first the pictures just showed Matt, Tom and me but before long Tord was also on most of them. That was because I had met him in 7th grade. If my memory served me well his parents had moved to the UK due to a better job opportunity. I flipped through a few pages until I came across a rather important picture. It showed all of us making weird faces. I still remembered what circumstances behind this photo were. It had been a few days before Christmas and Tom had been in a bad mood, so we had decided on cheering him up. After we had taken this picture, all of us had thrown a laughing fit in the midst of the main hall of school.

I missed those times. Back then we had not a single worry in the world.

I flipped through another few pages, stopping at a picture that was taken in my freshman year of high school. A smile crept onto my lips when I saw myself. My hair almost covered my eyes. It had obviously been the beginning of my "weird phase". Many of these picture were taken in a fun context. I wanted to close the book but then I got a glimpse of something else. It was an old flash drive with "dance" written on it. I face-palmed myself. My mum had often recorded various things I had done.

My curiosity had been sparked by this flash drive. However I decided to watch it some other time since I grew really tired all of the sudden. I closed the album and laid it on the cupboard next to my bed before turning out all the lights and going to sleep. Whatever was on that flash drive had to wait until tomorrow. Right now, I just wanted to sleep.