Only you

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pov tn
I was looking for my phone in Tom's room as it was the last place I was before I was in the kitchen with him...
i was looking everywhere until i started to open one of the drawers i saw that there was a folded sheet with the inscription "for tn" i shouldn't have read it since he hadn't given it to me but my curiosity is worse than that of a child so it is obvious that I open the sheet...
"something bad is going on" was the first sentence I don't understand much and was about to read on when..."what are you doing?" oh oh it was tom I wanted to answer but he understood himself when he saw the piece of paper I was holding ... he was about to take it from my hand but i moved and read on as he kept trying to take it...
"Why do I feel this way? I really don't know" I turned and looked at him "kaulitz what this?" I said teasing him...he looked at me but didn't say anything he had a look that seemed to say "read on now what's done is done".... "I just don't want you to walk away or leave" "Don't leave me, please don't leave" "baby i belong only to you" I read the last sentence in a low voice remembering that the letter was for me..
"Only you beauty, only you darling"...
I looked at him trying to figure out if that was really it, I mean we were always pretending to flirt so could this be a joke? but no, you could tell from his expression that he was serious... "It is true?" I looked at him asking. The guy in front of me nodded his head, I didn't know what to say so he spoke up and said "just let me get this straight, sometimes you act like I'm the only guy you care about and sometimes like you don't know me"
"I just want to be your..." i admit i loved him too but i didn't think my feelings would ever be the same for him but apparently they were it didn't take long before i put my lips to his softly...after a while we parted and i said "just to myself ?" for fear of not being the only one but he smiled looking at me and saying "only you..."

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