° Tom Kaulitz ° Imagines

A spark between us

Y/n's pov:

God, I fucking hated him.

His crusty messy dreads, his shit colour eyes, his baggy style, his confidence that he didn't deserve, his fucking whole bitch-ass personality.

Me and him didn't get along, and it was obvious

"What are you looking at dumbass" Tom says to me once he sees that I've zoned out on his shoes meanwhile he's with a whole fat ass girl on his lap, giving me the cockiest smile I've ever seen.

"Definitely not at your ugly face." I shoot bad rolling my eyes.

"He's not ugly, you're the one who looks like a elephant." The blonde on his lap says.

"Well you weigh like one.." I mutter under my breath

The bell rings and the blondie leaves the room to go to her class.

Only five boring, long minutes in and as I turn my head right I see his brown eyes staring at me

I flip him off scratching my head with my middle finger, pointing to him.

I see him write something on a ripped out piece of paper, throwing it to me and biting his lip, smiling. God I hated that smile.

I un-fold the note reading
"Got lice freak?" I roll my eyes agian looking away from him.

The school day finally ends and I get up from my seat throwing the backpack on my back and rushing out to go home.

As soon as I walk inside my house that felt like my only safe place. I take off my shoes and walk upstairs, I change into a black tank top and black shorts. I walk from my room to the kitchen to get a snack as I remember both of my parents have night shifts.

I eat a small pack of skittles saving the best, red and green to eat last soon after hearing the home phone ring

~Ring ring ring~

I walk to the phone answering "Hello?"

"Heyyy, my friend is hosting a small party, wanna come?" My cousin Milana who is also my bestfriend says on the other side of the line

"Eeeeh, I dont think so, I got no nice clothes nor the confidence to wear them, plus parties aren't my thing Milana." I say answering her question

"Oh come onnn, I'll lend you one of my dresses, plus you look so good in dresses, it's a small party, don't be boringgg" She begs dragging out her first and last words

"Okay, fine" I agree cause what's then worst that can happen?

"Yayyy" She yells in my ear, I listen to her tell me the address and time, she tells me she'll come over before the party to get me ready.

~Time skip~

Milana comes over and brings a bag of dresses she has from the 1000 she has at home.

We decide on a tight glittery silver dress that stops above the knees and silver, sparkly heels.

I put on some accessories and Milana puts a bit of makeup on me, mascara and lipgloss.

It's almost 7 pm. We get our stuff and head out into her car.

My parents knew I was going with Milana, so they weren't worried.

Milana starts driving as we sing to the loud music blasting in the car, laughting and preparing for all the alcohol we were going to consume.

15 minutes later