Tom Kaulitz 🍷

That same enemy you hated the most, he always bullied you for no reason. One night, Tom was driving through town and saw you near an alley with your ex, the one you'd been mumbling about and saying you didn't give a damn about, so he decided to film it. An hour passed, you were already home, when suddenly you received a text from Tom.

— Video Oh, just look at this, how cute... Kissing my ex... — You were shocked, how could he have seen you, since you hadn't seen anyone you knew. — Where did you get that? Delete the video right now! — you sent it angrily. — Delete it if you show up in my car right now, time is running out... Choose, s/he... —

You took off as fast as you could and ran out of the entrance, throwing on a thin sweatshirt. He saw you and got out of the car, looking at you with an angry expression.

• Get in the car and take my sweatshirt, this crap doesn't suit you.

You got into the car, grabbed his sweatshirt, and put it on. He sat in the front. The silence was deafening. Tom looked at you through the mirror, his heart pounding, his cheeks gradually flushing. Did he seem... handsome?!

He turned to you and looked into your eyes and smiled slyly, moving closer and gently taking you by the chin and lightly.

• Baby, you're all red, do you really like the sweatshirt?