Tom Kaulitz

Tom and Y/N hated each other.

At least that's what it seemed like to everyone around.

They constantly argued, teased each other and tried to keep as much distance as possible.

“Get your things off my desk,” Y/N said irritably.

"What if I don't clean it up?" Tom chuckled.

• Then I'll throw them out myself.

• Try.

Y/N rolled her eyes and walked out of the classroom before class.

There was a small diary left on the desk.

Tom didn't pay attention at first.

But then I saw a familiar photograph between the pages.

Your photo.

• What the...

He opened the diary.

And froze.

The page read:

"Pursing on your lip is perfect. "

Next page.

"Never seen another boy this perfect. "

Tom frowned.

• No... no, this can't be.

He continued reading.

"Sticking out your tongue in the picture. "

"You're so pretty. "

"You're so popular. "

And then in huge letters:

"I JUST WANNA BE YOUR SWEETHEART. "

Tom chuckled nervously.

But the last page finished him off completely.

"FUCKING COME HERE GIVE ME YOUR HEART. "