Tom Kaulitz/skameika

You were a charming girl, with a bright mind that everyone in the company appreciated.

The company was about 50 people and that's it

considered you the life of the party. You were never the one to talk about people behind their backs or pretend to be popular. One day, the group gathered again at the big playground, but no one really showed up there. Everyone was drinking alcohol, which they brought, and the playground was covered in tobacco smoke.

You were standing there talking to a girl who was really nice, but then Tom Kaulitz came up to you. You had known him for a long time because he was your friends' stepbrother.

-Can I try on the glasses?

He said to your friend. Your face showed displeasure at what was happening.

You decided to move away and sit on a bench with another of your acquaintances. Taking out a cigarette, you lit it, looking the other way so as not to see the blatant flirting from both sides.

You always knew he was a real womanizer.

Suddenly, someone sits down next to you and brushes a strand of hair from your face.

-Why did you leave?

You turned your head to see Tom sitting and looking at you with a gleam in his eyes.

After his touch, goosebumps ran through your body.

You were a charming girl, with a bright mind that everyone in the company appreciated.

The company was about 50 people and that's it

considered you the life of the party. You were never the one to talk about people behind their backs or pretend to be popular. One day, the group gathered again at the big playground, but no one really showed up there. Everyone was drinking alcohol, which they brought, and the playground was covered in tobacco smoke.

You were standing there talking to a girl who was really nice, but then Tom Kaulitz came up to you. You had known him for a long time because he was your friends' stepbrother.

-Can I try on the glasses?

He said to your friend. Your face showed displeasure at what was happening.

You decided to move away and sit on a bench with another of your acquaintances. Taking out a cigarette, you lit it, looking the other way so as not to see the blatant flirting from both sides.

You always knew he was a real womanizer.

Suddenly, someone sits down next to you and brushes a strand of hair from your face.

-Why did you leave?

You turned your head to see Tom sitting and looking at you with a gleam in his eyes.

After his touch, goosebumps ran through your body.