Tomtord Trash

What is my LiFe

Tord's POV

        I stared at the stairs. Did I just blush? Hell no. Right? I questioned myself.

        "Wow. Uh, sorry about Tom.." Edd said kind of freaking out.

        "It's fine." I said looking at the ground. Tom is such a dick. He can't even take a hug from his old friend, but then again, we never were friends. Just roommates. 

Tom's POV 

        I walked through the hallway into my room, and sat down on my bed. Why the fuck would Tord hug me? That stupid bastard deserves a kick in the balls. At least he's cute. WAIT- I did not just say that. I couldn't have. My god, Tom. Put your life together, I thought to myself. I got out my guitar and started practicing a song I had been working on for a month or so.

Tord's POV

        "Tord, you can stay here overnight. I insist." Edd said, being overly kind as usual.

        "Thanks Edd," I replied. "Where are the couches..?"     

        "Tom sold them to a pirate."

        I chuckled. Classic stupid Tom.

        "So where do I sleep?" I looked around.

        "Uhm," Edd said in concern. "Well, Ringo sleeps with me, and Matt doesn't let anyone but himself into his room.. So, try asking Tom..?"

       "Okay, bye." I began to walk out the front door, when Edd grabbed my hoodie.

        "Come on Tord. You guys have to make up somehow, and I know it's bothering both of you." Edd looked at me.

        "FINE.." I mumble, trying to make it obvious I really didn't want to do this, then I started up the stairs. I passed by Matt's room, then Edd's and now I stop in front of Tom's door. It was halfway open, and I heard him playing his guitar. He started to sing and I literally melted right then and there. 

        I couldn't believe he could sing so well. Why didn't he tell anyone he could sing? I listen a few more minutes when he stopped playing. I peeked through the door a little to see why. He was staring at me.

        "T-TORD?" Tom stuttered.