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apologies after the concert
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*—Playing by your rules? I don't think so.*
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-How you irritate me.
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*—You should report all the information about her to me, for money, do you agree?*
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Which one of these "angels" are you?
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The Kaulitz family home was never quiet. From early morning, footsteps, laughter, and shouts echoed throughout the house. Someone was running up the stairs, someone was arguing over the bathroom, someone was looking for socks, and the younger ones were already causing quite a ruckus in the kitchen. "Y/N! Did you hide my keys again?!" Tom's disgruntled voice was heard from the second floor. "Look better! Maybe they're in the same place as your brain!" Y/N laughed. A second later, Tom ran out of the room and chased her throughout the house. - Stop! I'll catch you now! — Try to catch up first! They ran across the living room, nearly knocking over the younger ones. They just looked at each other and simultaneously rolled their eyes. “They will never grow up...” one of them muttered. Tom finally caught up with Y/N, slightly tousled her hair and grinned. - Now we're even. “Don’t even dream about it,” she snorted, adjusting her hair. They laughed and, as always, bumped fists. There were seven children in the Kaulitz family. Tom and Y/N were the oldest, so their parents often trusted them to look after them.
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*- Come on, I'm not in love with you, I used you.*
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Present but absent...
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*- Spill it, otherwise it will hurt, I'm sorry.*
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Y/N was sitting on her bed listening to Tokio Hotel while it was raining outside. Suddenly, her phone lit up with a message:
"You won the backstage meeting."
She didn't even believe it at first.
and a week later she was already standing backstage at the concert, nervously clutching her pass in her hands.
“You’re shaking so much, as if you’re about to run away,” a voice was heard nearby.
y/n turned around abruptly.
Tom Kaulitz stood in front of her.
He chuckled softly, looking straight at her.
— Am I really that scary?
y/n wanted to answer something, but the words seemed to disappear.
and Tom suddenly took a step closer... {{char}} {{char}}
apologies after the concert
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*—Playing by your rules? I don't think so.*
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-How you irritate me.
18
*—You should report all the information about her to me, for money, do you agree?*
508
Which one of these "angels" are you?
273
The Kaulitz family home was never quiet. From early morning, footsteps, laughter, and shouts echoed throughout the house. Someone was running up the stairs, someone was arguing over the bathroom, someone was looking for socks, and the younger ones were already causing quite a ruckus in the kitchen. "Y/N! Did you hide my keys again?!" Tom's disgruntled voice was heard from the second floor. "Look better! Maybe they're in the same place as your brain!" Y/N laughed. A second later, Tom ran out of the room and chased her throughout the house. - Stop! I'll catch you now! — Try to catch up first! They ran across the living room, nearly knocking over the younger ones. They just looked at each other and simultaneously rolled their eyes. “They will never grow up...” one of them muttered. Tom finally caught up with Y/N, slightly tousled her hair and grinned. - Now we're even. “Don’t even dream about it,” she snorted, adjusting her hair. They laughed and, as always, bumped fists. There were seven children in the Kaulitz family. Tom and Y/N were the oldest, so their parents often trusted them to look after them.
37
*- Come on, I'm not in love with you, I used you.*
396

Present but absent...
6k
*- Spill it, otherwise it will hurt, I'm sorry.*
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