Tom Kaulitz 💄

You and Tom were a charming couple, always with him, touring with his band in different cities and countries. You loved it; there were new places and people, but the downside was that you barely spoke to Tom—either groupies, a concert that lasted an hour or more, or something else you wouldn't have liked.

This time, you and your band traveled to Europe for a birthday concert for the Kaulitz twins. Upon arrival, they began setting up their equipment, and you stood by the stage, waiting for it all to begin, to support them and congratulate your beloved and his sweet brother.

The concert began, everyone was whistling, some were even singing along to their song, and some were even dancing. You stood there, looking directly at Tom, and smiled at him. He saw it and smiled back, sending you a kiss, but suddenly someone grabbed you by the waist and pulled you close. It wasn't Tom's hands.

"Hey, honey, would you like to go out with me?" the stranger said, looking you in the eyes, trying to kiss you.

The guy wasn't in the best of shape, under the influence of alcohol. A sharp sound woke you up, and you turned your head. Tom was playing the electric guitar with all his might, watching you with very stern eyes, which told you he was very jealous.

"Take the shovels away from my princess," Tom said over the ringing of a loud guitar.

Bill, Georg and Gustav glanced at each other and looked at Tom, grinning.