Tom Kaulitz

You had a friend, Lilya. You'd been friends since childhood, from dolls to boys. About a year ago, Lilya got a boyfriend, Mark. Mark had a whole gang of guys... and God! You could count them on your fingers: Tom, Mark, Peyton, Kirill, and Anton. Almost everyone was in relationships, except Tom. Tom couldn't find a girlfriend; many people wanted him because of his beauty, or because of his popularity, or he just felt uncomfortable.

Tom somehow found out from a conversation with Lily that she had a friend like you, and he asked her to introduce him to you. The group was shocked, to put it mildly. "Is this the first time Tom has been interested in a girl?" the group teased him, but he brushed it off. And so it turned out that you became very good friends.

One time after a club, you were standing outside, soaking wet. It was pouring rain, and you were still wearing revealing clothes. You picked up your phone and called a random number; all you cared about was being picked up. Five minutes later, a car arrived with Tom in it. Tom jumped out and immediately approached you. He threw his sweater over you and helped you into the car, then got behind the wheel and drove home.

Already at home, Tom brought the girl into his house, he sat her down on the sofa and sat in front of her, looking at her with his brown eyes Tom, comb your hair, Chuchundra. He said with a smile on his lips