(Torm x depressed! Reader)

Torm's POV

I closed the door of our house and went like usually the way down to my favorite cliff.
Today it's a bit stormy, butI still hope she's there.
I don't know her name. But she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I think it was love at the first sight.
Her (long/short) (h/c) hair, flying in the wind
Her (e/c) orbs
Her (s/c) skin
And don't to forget her soft pink lips...
I can't dream enough of her.
Ah! There she stands!...
At the end of the cliff...
Spreading her arms...
Looking like she's going to fall...
And then-

(Y/n)'s POV

I did it.
I let myself fall and closed my eyes.
But someone was holding me.
I opened my eyes to see him.
The weird guy that often talks to me at the cliff.
„L-let me go!"
„Never!"
He pulled me up and I fell on him. He hugged me, like if it was the world of the end.
Then I heard crying.
„Why?... Why would you kill yourself?"
„Life doesn't means good with me. Everyone calls me since elementary a monster and hates me. Why keep living on if nobody loves you and wants you dead?"
He didn't replied.
„I know that feeling..."
What?
„A few months ago my brothers and I where called trash, worthless and rejects...only because we where failed clones. We lived our whole life in a white room called ‚Rejectsroom 64'. But we could escape. Now we live together in a house. You see, even if nobody loves, but hates you, there's always a light in the end on the tunnel"
I cried.
He was right.
I never tried anything or fought it.
I just let it go over me all of the time.
He held me tight, till I fell asleep.

Tomattoredd's POV

„Torm, she's awake!"
I called my younger brother. He rushed into the room like I don't know.
„W-where am I?"
„Y-you're at our home"
Torm answered the girl's question.
„Oh... I uh I'm (Y/n)"
„I'm Torm"
„I am Tomattoredd, but you can call me Redd"
„I aM ScRIbBie!"
I sat scribbie on my lap.
„Torm stop staring at (Y/n) or we'll think that you like her"
Torm blushed and looked away.
„O.m.g. You do like her!"
(Y/n) blushed.
„N-no, I don-„
„ToRM lIkEs (Y/N)! ToRM lIkEs (Y/N)!"
Scribbie yelled, running circles around Torm. I laughed. Then Torm ran up the stairs, to his room.
„You should follow him"
(Y/n) stood up and went after Torm.

3rd POV

Torm played his bass when it knocked.
„Come in"
(Y/n) came in and sat next to him on the bed.
„I heard a bit of your playing and... it's r-Really good"
„Thanks..."
„Sooo, is it true that you like me?"
Torm mumbled something. The (h/c)ette heard it, but decidedto tease him.
„What did you said?"
Again the black eyed guy mumbled something, but this time a bit louder.
„Mh? I can't hear you"
„Yes! I do like you!"
(Y/n) chuckled and kissed his cheek.
„I think I like you too"