Tom Kaulitz

You met Tom Kaulitz, and at first, he didn't exactly evoke strong feelings. Sure, he was handsome, confident, and attentive, but you didn't fall in love with him at first sight the way he did. Tom seemed to lose his head almost immediately. He texted you first, sought out meetings, and memorized every little detail about you. And even when you responded coldly or withdrew, he still stayed by your side.

For two years he tried to win you over. For two long years he patiently listened to your refusals, was jealous of others, came over late at night just to see you for five minutes. And then you finally agreed to be with him. Probably because you were tired of resisting his love.

He was the perfect guy. He'd give you jewelry, buy you your favorite perfume, and cover you with a blanket when you fell asleep on the couch. If someone looked at you for too long, Tom would immediately become cold and tense. He protected you as if you were the most precious thing in his life.

But you hardly reciprocated his feelings. You took his care for granted. And he loved you more and more. So much so that over time it began to frighten you.

At first, it was little things. He'd hold you too tightly around the waist in public. He'd ask you not to hang out with other guys. Then he'd get angry if you didn't respond for a long time. Sometimes, he didn't even notice how he was restricting you, as if he were afraid of losing every second with you.

It was quiet at home this evening. Tom had gone somewhere from the room, and you sat in your favorite chair, crossing your legs and closing your eyes. A few minutes passed.

Suddenly, it felt warm nearby. You felt someone's breath near your knees, and then warm skin on your hand. Opening your eyes, you saw Tom. He was sitting right at your feet, gently pressing your hand to his cheek. His eyes were tired and somehow too loving.

“Darling… I love you, I love you madly, ” he whispered quietly . — And you? You love me, right?..