(MattTord angst cuz I'm evil Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha Btw it's highschool au)
Tord's pov
I hate being the popular guy. Yeah everyone wishes they could be me. But when you're actually popular you end up thinking if people like you for you or your reputation. Then you realise that they like you for your reputation. It. Sucks. It made me hate myself knowing that nobody actually likes me. I started cutting 6 months ago and stopped last month. Also what makes everything worse is the fact that I got to a school that hates gays. And guess what? I have a crush on one. His name is Matt. And fucking hell he's hot like really hot. You know what? I wish I could be free. Like a bird flying out of a cage. Sadly it's not like that. It's never gonna be like that. I sighed getting off the bus. I looked at the school with hatred. "Oh my God! Tord!" I heard a girl say giggling. Then a lot of girls come and flirt. It's quite funny cuz I look like a girl. Well cuz of my thighs. Fucking why. "Leave me alone..." I groaned. "Okay sweetheart!" One girl chirped. "Hey! I'm only allowed to say that whore!" Another one hissed. Welp shit here we go again. The girls ended up fighting leaving me the chance to run. I ran as fast as I could. I panted reaching to my locker. "God why..." I mumbled. I sighed again and looked at my left. My face went completely red as I saw Matt talking with his friends. He looked at me and I looked away. Holy shit holy shit holy shit. I started walking away bit then I saw something awful. "Hey babe~" The girl cooed. "Hey honey~" Matt said back winking. I felt my heart rip into two. I quickly walked away tears rolling down my cheeks. I hate my life. I hate everyone. I hate everything. I ended up running to the roof top. I still had an old friend in my pocket. I smiled and lied against a wall nearby. I took out my old friend and rolled up my sleeve. I cut myself several times. I watched the blood flow out and smiled but it soon faded. "Not enough...." I cried silently.

Matt's pov
(Before Tord left) I wasn't listening to what my friends were saying. I was too focused on that boy. Yeah I know I'm not supposed to like a boy but fuck it. I don't give a shit. I saw my girlfriend approach me. She's such a slut. "Hey babe~" She cooed. "Hey honey~" I said back. At the corner of my eye I saw that cute boy run away. Huh. Odd. She kissed my cheek and left probably to make out with another boy or some shit. I really don't care. I sighed. "Yo Man? You alright?" My friend asked. I nodded. "Yeah... I'm gonna get some air" I walked away before they could answer.

3rd person pov
A few weeks later Tord wanted to end it. End it all. He couldn't bear being a popular boy and being secretly hated for being gay. He felt like shit and was at the fence. "Welp bye world... Thanks for being the best asshole to me" Tord let his body become limp and he fell. Numerous gasps were heard but no one tried to save him. But one did. Matt dashed in and caught Tord just in time. The young norwegian opened his eyes to be met with blue ones. He squinted his eyes for a moment and then realised who it was and blushed madly. "M-Matt!-" The ginger kissed him and was given disgusted looks from everyone. Especially Matt's ex. Matt ran away with the boy as everyone chased them. But that was days ago and the couple found themselves in New York in a new life. They were appreciated. Life has been going swell as they said. God knows what they are doing now...