credit to whoever wrote this (its anonymous) on ao3 its easier for me to read on wattpad :) Summary: Tommy's a fuck up, he can't pay attention, and never sits still. He taps his hands, pushes people away, and has never had a best friend. He's a screwed up, forgotten kid lost in the foster system. He's also just been placed with a new family. Tommy knows how this goes, he never ends up staying long. After all, no one wants a fuck up like him. Why would this house be any different?