No One's P.O.V

Tord glanced over at Tom in his rear-view mirror, seeing that Tom was still smiling and giggling softly at himself while reading Zion's message made him feel annoyed.

"Can you please put your phone down? You're with me now so I don't want you being all flirty with your boyfriend or whatever." Tord said before he took off his shades and averted his attention on the road again.

Upon hearing this, Tom rose his head up with a displeased look on his face,

"Excuse me? Don't you forget that I'm older than you. Where's your respect? Plus, I can do what I want. Whether it be flirting with my own Fiance or not, It's my choice. So do me a favor, be respectful and back off." he retorted before he went back to reading the text that Zion sent him.

Tord wore an unsatisfied look on his face when he heard the Brit's response.

"hvorfor måtte du falle for noen andre?!"

"Excuse me?! Stubborn?! As far as I know, I didn't do anything to upset--Oh you know what? Nevermind." Tom huffed in annoyance as he went back to reading Zion's message.

Tord blinked a few times, glancing at Tom from time to time. Had Tom forgotten Norwegian?

"Have you.. Already forget Norwegian?" Tord asked, his eyes softened as he stepped on the breaks when he saw the traffic light turning red. Just at the right time too.

Tom looked over at Tord before averting his eyes to the stores on the side of the road, "I don't know, was I suppose to keep learning that language without any use now?" Tom replied before the car fell into silence again.

'right..' Tord thought, He already broke it off with Tom... Which means Tom did not have to learn norway anymore since he had no one to practice it to...

'I hoped you still continued learning it.'

"Hey, where exactly are we going?" Tom asked, His eyesbrows rose in question. Tord would always find that cute... Even now.

"We're going to the Home of the Aged." Tord replied before the traffic light turned to green. He then started to drive again.

"That's where I work part time." Tom commented,

"I know."

"But why are we going there?"

"You have to work their by noon and then you work at the bar by evening, right?"

Tom jolted up in surprise, "But I already made an excuse as to why I will not be present for 4 days.." Tom said,

"Well I still don't want to get in the way of your job so I'm going with you there. Probably going to help as well." Tord finished before humming a song.

Tom was left with his eyes widened, "But how did you know where I work?" He asked, his heart started beating fast. He didn't know why.

"The same reason as to why I left you." Tord simply replied, Tom's felt a slight pang in his heart.

He then averted his eyes from Tord, "Oh.."

He didn't know how Tord know where he works at...

~~~~~~~Home for the Aged~~~~~~~~~

"Thomas baby! I thought you said that you weren't going to be present here for about 9 days!!" an old lady greeted as she pulled Tom in for a hug.

Tom hugged the old lady back with a small smile, "4 days. Only 4 days Aunt Luce." Tom laughed. Aunt Luce pulled away with a smile, "My, my I'm getting older." she commented towards herself.

"Getting older but still beautiful." Tom said with a relaxing and gentle voice.

"Aww, stop you!" Aunt Luce giggled before she finally acknowledge the tall person behind Tom. With two horn-like hairs sticking out from his bed of honey-brown hair.

"Oh my! What a handsome young man! Though... what happened to your face sweetie?" Aunt Luce asked before she gestured for Tord to kneel down. Tord keeled down in front of the lady and greeted her with a smile,

"Hello, good day to you madame. My name is Tord Livingston. I got my face like this because of a reckless accident. But I assure you, I am feeling great as ever ma'am."

"Such a gentleman too! Is he the person you are always talking about with Rosy since... about 3 years ago? Your soon-to-be-fiance? Uhm.. Fork was it??" Aunt Luce asked as she pointed at Tord with a smile on her face.

Tord glanced at Tom, His eyes full of confusion, sadness and... Hope. Fork?

"No, no, Aunt Luce, Tord is my..." Tom's tongue betrayed him when he looked over at Tord. Tord was looking up to him, staring at him as if waiting for him to answer...

Tom gulped, "He's just my friend." Tom confirmed to which Aunt Luce nodded. Tord averted his eyes, he swore he felt his heart hurt a bit.

"So who's the guy you and Rosy are always talking about?" Aunt Luce asked, she wasn't able to notice the way Tord's eyebrow twitch.

"Oh! My Fiance now is actually--"

"So is Tom doing his job properly here?" Tord interrupted as he stood up and held hands with Aunt Luce who smiled at him.

"Heavens no! He's always been yelling at us!" She joked making Tom jolt up in his place, "Hey! I was doing my job properly!!" he defended. Which made the old lady giggle.

Soon Tom chuckled as he found Aunt Luce's giggled quite adorable. He wasn't able to notice Tord's endearing stare.

Although the old lady did.

"Tommy! My boy!!" a familiar voice called out from the distance and their heads whip to the sorce of the voice.

Tom smiled, "Auntie Rosy!" He called out as he walked over to her and assisted her as she walked.

Aunt Luce looked up to Tord, who hasn't said a word. She saw how much the lad had so much endearment and hope in his eyes. She just didn't say a word.

Instead she just looked at Tom's direction, with saddened eyes like Tord.

"Nah, I thought so too, but turns out my friend had something else planned." Tom said as they walked closer to where Tord and Aunt Luce were standing.

Aunty Rosy finally was able to get a clear look at the 'Friend' Tom had mentioned.

She and Tord met eyes. Both of them stared at each other to which soon turned into glaring.

"Is this really him? The 'friend' you're going to help?" Auntie Rosy asked suspiciously, not breaking the glaring she was having with Tord.

Tom, confused, glanced at Tord then to Aunt Luce.

"Yeah, he is." Tom replied which made Auntie Rosy's glare harden. Tord was taken aback a little. He didn't know why this little old lady was glaring at him.

But he was also glaring back.

'I feel stupid for glaring at an old lady for no--'

"I dislike you." Auntie Rosy said Tord as she pointed at him. Tord's eyes widened a bit then went back to his glare.

"Well what a coincidence, I feel the same." He retorted at the old lady.

Tord didn't know why but he didn't like how the old lady was glaring at him. But he was sure whatever she was feeling towards him was the same as how he felt about her.

Tom soon felt the fuming tension between the two.

"H-hey! Why don't we just all get going and--" Tom was interrupted by Aunt Luce, "Oh shush, Rosy! This young lad is handsome~" She commented which made Auntie Rosy's glare at Tord worsen.

"Well I don't see it." Auntie Rosy finished before she turned with a sassy hair flip and pulled Tom with her.

"Let's go, Tommy. We have a lot of things to talk about~" She cooed,

"But Auntie Rosy, I can't leave Tord--"

"He's right, he ain't leaving me Old hag." Tord interrupted which made Auntie Rosy flinch.

Then like a movie, Auntie Rosy slowly turned her head to Tord, glaring at him. Tord glared back at the old lady.

Which made the situation for Tom even worse.

Aunt Luce was only watching, enjoying the scene like it was a movie.