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Tom stared at the person in front of his seat, smiling softly, chin rested on his left hand, he had his eyes half-lidded. Oh how much he'd give to get Tord to be his boyfriend. He'd give everything. Literally.

".......is partnered with Thomas Ridwell" the teacher spoke. Tom didn't catch that- he was too busy daydreaming about him and Tord- eh, it's probably just some girl or something.

"Alright, you're dismissed, don't forget to meet up with your partner to do your projects!" She spoke with her American accent, smiling at her students and fixing her stuff at the table.

Tom sighed and got up, starting to put his things in his bag now, he put his bag on and pushed the hair away from his eyes, putting his chair back through the table. He felt a poke on his shoulder, Tom turned around.

"You're Thomas Ridwell, right?" Tord spoke. Tom blushed and tensed up, nodding "U-Uhuh-" he stuttered out, looking at him. Tord clasped his hands together and hummed "Great! Do you wanna meet somewhere for the project? It's the weekend tomorrow."

Tom blinked, processing everything before nodding. "I- uh sure, if that's what you want- you can pick the uh- place-" he cleared his throat and looked away. Tord hummed and nodded "Alright! So," he paused and pulled out a notebook, now starting to walk with Tom out of the classroom.

"Hm, we have to pick one from these four options" Tord started. Tom followed Tord, he started to zone out, thinking about his and Tord's future, blushing. He flinched when he saw Tord clicking his fingers in front of his face. "Uhm- Y-Yeah?-" he tried to answer on what he thought was a yes or no question.

Tord's eyes widened and he giggled a bit "Oh my- We have to pick from these four, I didn't ask a yes or no question-" he laughed a bit and showed Tom his notebook. Tom blushed in embarrassment and nodded, pursing his lips before taking a glance at the notebook.

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Project in Ms. Stella's class
Tell a story about something that you had personal experience from in a form of:
•A song
•A poem
•An artwork
•A documentary

My partner: Thomas Ridwell

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Tom smiled softly at Tord's handwriting, it was amazing and clean as well. "Hm, if you want, we can talk about the personal experience first before picking, yes?" Tom gave Tord the notebook back. Tord thought for a while and nodded, smiling up at Tom "Alright!" He hummed "Are you free to meet tomorrow?" He hummed, writing something on the paper and tearing a bit of it off.

Tom thought for a while and took his phone out, he wasn't gonna be that busy but just to double-check, he checked his phone, looking at his schedule. Empty. "I'm free to meet up with you tomorrow" Tom hummed softly, turning his phone off. Tord smiled and gave Tom the piece of paper "Here! My number, I gotta go now! I still have Science-" he smiled and waved to Tom, walking away.

Tom held the piece of paper and stared at Tord, waving and smiling before sighing in delight "I can't believe this is happening to me," he muttered to himself and gripped on the paper, immediately typing the number in his phone. Tom hummed and walked to his next class.

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Tom was waiting for Tord in the park, they had already agreed to each other that they were gonna meet there and talk about the project, now he was just waiting for Tord at the entrance. A red car pulled up near Tom, catching his attention, he looked at the car, eyebrow perked up.

Tord got out of the car with his bag and phone "-I swear I'll be back home before you! Just please don't bother us," a pause "I told you already Torrid! It's for a project! Not something else!" He replied, blushing a bit "Shut up and go to your boyfriend-" he huffed and closed the car door. The window opened though-

"If I see something on you that's not normal I'm telling Mom-" the man that looked like Tord grinned. "Oh shut up, I'll tell on you too-" Tord rolled his eyes. Torrid looked at Tom and glared at him. "Are you his 'partner' for a 'project'?" He questioned, red eyes narrowing at Tom.

Tom gulped and nodded "Yeah- uh- my name's Thomas Ridwell, Hi" Tom nervously answered, walking over to Tord when Tord motioned him to. Torrid looked Tom up and down. "If you do anything to my little brother you're dead." He glared at Tom and huffed. Tord blushed and flicked his brother's forehead "I told you this is for a project!"

Torrid rolled his eyes and saw his phone ringing. "Welp- I gotta go now, Tord, call me when you wanna pick me up, and you. Thomas, don't do anything to him. Or else" he huffed and patted Tord's hair before rolling up the window and answering the call, starting to drive.

Tom let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding. That was nerve-wracking. He looked at Tord and noticed what Tord was wearing, face becoming red every second his eyes lingered on Tord, he looked away and took his jacket off, wrapping it around Tord's waist.

Tord was wearing jean-shorts that went to his thighs and a pinkish shoulderless long sleeve. Now having Tom's blue jacket around his waist, he looked up at Tom and smiled "Thanks," he hummed "I really had no jeans to wear since my mom hasn't washed them yet-" Tord paused "Now that sounds like I'm being lazy-" he giggled to himself.

"I-It's no p-problem-" Tom stuttered, trying to calm himself down. "Let's start on the project, hm?" He smiled a bit, looking at Tord, who agreed with him and smiled back. They started to walk somewhere with no one else around. A bit suspicious don't chu think?- ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

Tord hummed and smiled, sitting down on the grassy field they were in. Tom sat down next to Tord and sighed, pulling out his notebook in his bag.

You get the chase, Tom and Tord gets closer with their project, Tom falls more for Tord and Tord falls for Tom a bit, they talk more even after they pass the project. After they had presented the song Tord and Tom still hung out

It was nearing Christmas break, Tom and Tord aren't gonna see each other for a while because the norwegian had to go back to his country to celebrate it, while Thomas had to stay with his family. Though, the two met up at the airport before Tord was about to leave.

They looked at each other with a smile. "Hey," Tord spoke softly, eyes tearing up a bit, he was always that emotional. "Hey," Tom spoke, bringing Tord in a hug. Tord quickly hugged back, tight, like he didn't want to let go. "I–..I have something to tell you," Tord mumbled, hiding his face into Tom's neck. Tom nodded and held him close, rubbing his back gently.

"Y'know how you always told me that some people has a crush on me?" He asked. Tom nodded "Most of them being males, why'd you ask?" He looked at him and gently wiped his tears away. "I think I might've fallen for someone," he smiled a bit, "They're a boy..Thomas, I'm Gay.." he spoke.

Before the poor Brit could even say something, he was cut off by the announcer. Tord had to pull away from the hug and go over to his family, waving goodbye to Tom as he had tears running down his face.

It hurt. Tom's heart ached as he watched Tord leave. He pursed his lips and waved back, smiling slightly as tears went down his face. "I wonder who he likes..." Tom mumbled to himself as he wiped his tears away, walking out of the airport.

The weeks went by, both the boys kept texting each other, though, none of them pointed out their last physical conversation. Both of them ached to see and hold each other again. They loved each other, though both of them were unaware of the other's feelings.

Today was the day Tord heads back to England with his family for school. Tom was waiting for Tord, thrilled when he got the news of Tord coming back, he was really nervous though, memories came back of that day, he tried to puzzle up who Tord likes but to no avail.

Tord was exausted, he held his baggage and huffed to himself "Now where's that eyeless-" he pouted, looking around. Tom noticed Tord and grinned, hugging him from behind. "Boo!" He chuckled and covered Tord's eyes "Guess who~" he cooed.

Tord blushed and flinched, putting his hand on Tom's as he tried to look like he was trying to guess, but he just wanted to hold his hand "My Adorable Dumbass Best Friend?" He giggled lightly.

"Nope! More like a Charming dumbass best friend!" Tom grinned and took his hands off of Tord's eyes, humming softly as Tord turned around to see him. "I missed you!" The boy with red horns squealed out of joy and hugged him, holding him close. "We literally talked everyday," Tom chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around him "But nonetheless, I missed you too," he hummed softly.

Tord looked up at him and grinned "Woaaahhh-" he put his hand on Tom's chin "You're taller than before!-" Tord huffed, Tom chuckled softly "Rellllaaaaxxxxxx shortie, I just grew a few inches," he hummed "Still short, just as I like," he patted Tord's head, earning a pout from the boy.

"I'm not short! You're just a bit above average!" He huffed. Tom chuckled softly "Sure, Sure shortie," he hummed "Where is your family?" He asked. Tord hummed "Oh, they took the plane before me so I flew alone," he flicked Tom's cheek "That's why my arrival was late," he hummed "Can you give me a ride back to my house, please?" He asked

Tom looked at him "Why can't Torrid do that?" He asked. "Oh! He's with his boyfriend," he hummed "My mom and dad are busy too, Soo" he shrugged "Let's go!" He smiled and grabbed his luggage. Tom watched and held the luggage for him "Yup, let's go," he hummed softly.

Tord smiled and sighed happily, he really liked Tom, though, he didn't know if he'd like him back. Tom glanced at Tord and patted his head "Want me to carry you too so you don't wander around?" He asked

Tord blushed a bit "Shut up," he stuck his tongue out at him with a huff. Tom chuckled softly and got out of the airport with him, humming softly as he went to the car with Tord. "So, how was Norway like?" He asked, grinning. "Dumbass- I literally told you everytime we called!-" he laughed a bit and helped Tom put the luggage in.

Tom chuckled softly "I like to hear you talk about the stuff you like," he hummed It's cute, Tom thought to himself, smiling softly. "Oh shut up," he flicked his forehead "Let's go," he giggled lightly. Tom nodded and opened the car door for him "In you go," he chuckled softly.

Tord sat down, getting comfy as he put his seatbelt on and Tom got in to the driver's seat, putting the seatbelt on as well.

The car ride was filled with giggles, chuckles, laughter and smiles, though, Tom asked one question:

"Hey Tord? That time you left, when you told me you were gay, who did you like?"

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