The Princess and The Guitarist // Tom Kaulitz x reader (y/n)

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                 7:45PM
★.      After the few hours of all of us sitting in silence, watching TV. Ari left, Tom escorted her out the door and I scoffed to myself. Bill got up to go to the bathroom and Georg and Gustav went outside.

     I sat alone in the living room by myself, until Tom walked in. He sat down on the couch and then looked at me. I looked at him and he waved, I ignored him and focused on the TV.

     "Why are you ignoring me?" He asked, manspreading and resting himself against the couch. I looked at him from the corner of my eye, and looked at my lap. "I said something"

     "I know you did, and I'm choosing not to answer." I affirmed. I gave him a glare and he nodded his head, fixing his pants.

     "Listen, y/n. I'm still super sorry." He mentioned, why would he apologize? Why WOULD he APOLOGIZE.

     "Apologize for what? For kissing my so called best friend right? You had kissed ME, then the very next day you had your eyes all over a new girl. You even kissed me on the cheek that day. What's there to apologize for, Tom? For you being a horny freak?" I snapped. Tom's face softened, and I could tell he felt bad, and meant what he said. But I just couldn't forgive him yet?

     Soon, Bill came down. I told him I needed to go and he nodded, helping me to the door. When he opened it, I turned around to say bye, but instead he gave me a kiss. When we pulled away, I saw Tom behind him, looking at us then walking away.

     I made my way to my car, getting in and started it up. I drove passed a few stores and looked around at what they had in the windows. Hm, maybe I'll go shopping later. Or maybe tomorrow, Tomorrow would seem like a better thing to do actually.

                 9:10PM

★.      When I got home, I gave Genesis a hug and instantly went to go get some of the leftovers mom made from dinner tonight, since she had called me to tell me she had dinner in the microwave for me. I warmed up my food and sat on the counter with a fork, when the microwave beeped I got up and grabbed my plate. Sitting down in the living room.

     I put on a Disney movie on the VHS, watching for a bit. Soon, it started raining, and I decided to get up from watching screens all day and sit outside to just chill. I put on a jacket and sweatpants and sat outside on the porch on a swinging chair. Just watching the rain.

     While I was there, I noticed a new car a few inches away, near the sidewalk two houses down. I looked at the front license plate and squinted to get a better look. I mean, it was dark, and raining, so it was pretty hard to see. It was Tom's car. WHAT WAS TOM DOING AT MY HOUSE?? Was he stalking me, Oh fuck no.

     I instantly got up and walked inside, maybe I was overreacting and saw the plate numbers different. I mean it was clearly dark as hell, who said I didn't get the car wrong? I mean I'm pretty sure plenty of people owned Audi's.

     I decided to take a shower and clear my mind, for fucks sake I've been stressing my ass off for who knows how long. A shower was definitely, just what I needed. So I took it, did my routine, got out, got dressed, did my skincare, and laid down on my bed for a while, on my laptop.

                 10:45PM

★.      I will admit, I felt sorta bad for what me and Bill were doing. And if I say so myself it would seem like Bill wasn't faking, or didn't wanna fake. Around the time me and Bill started up our friendship, I noticed how much he wanted to be around me. How much he wanted to be close to me, and when I made up the plan, he seemed excited and happy to comply. I was probably jumping to conclusions, but he made it seem like he wasn't faking.

     Then I started feeling bad for my plan in the first place. Bill didn't deserve the entire thing. Even though he agreed to go along with it I still felt bad for doing that to my friend like that. I reached for my phone, going to call Bill to call it quits. Maybe I'll just let Tom stay with Ari, it'd be better than treating Bill like a guinea pig.

     When Bill answered, I hesitated for a second. But he started the conversation for me, with a tiny little hello.

     "Hey, Bill. Can we talk?" I asked, sitting upright on my bed and throwing my feet over the edge. Looking at my floor.

     "I was just about to call you to tell you something!" He said excitedly. My eyes widened. What exactly did this boy have to say?

     "Alright then, you go first" I added, I mean I was gonna go first, but whatever he had to say must be really important. Aka, I just wanted to know what he had to say.

     "I know you're like.. still liking Tom, and stuff. But I was gonna tell you that I really didn't want this to be fake anymore." Bill said, I was drawn back a bit. I obviously knew what this meant, but I still questioned what exactly he meant.

     "What, okay what are you saying Bill? What do you mean...?" I asked him, quit being stupid y/n you know what he means. Okay but still, what did he mean.

                 "It means I like you, Y/n."