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

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★.       So! Congratulations y/n, you're now stuck chosing Bill or Tom..!! So, long story short. I ended up telling Bill that I'd have to think about it, and he said that was fine. I looked out my window and saw Tom walking up my driveway, soaking wet, flowers in hand.

     I ran downstairs as soon as the doorbell rang and opened the door, staring him down. He held out the flowers, and I could clearly see his hand shaking. He was cold. I sighed and let him inside, taking the flowers and setting them in a vase.

      "What do you want, Tom?" I asked, clearly he needed something. I mean, he's never given me flowers before. What's the sudden occasion?

      "I know you've said that you don't want to hear it, but I truly want to apologize. I truly want to say I'm sorry. I know sorry isn't gonna cut it, I've done wrong, I kissed your best friend after kissing you and decided she'd be a good hook up, and I know you won't forgive me. But I just wanted to say I was sorry, and mention how Ari and I got into an argument and I blocked her on Twitter, and my MySpace.." Tom said, I sighed, this apology really seemed heartfelt. So, I decided to quit being the bad person, even though I never was, and forgive him.

      "Fine, I forgive you, just don't pull stupid shit like this again" I answered, he nodded excitedly and gave me a huge hug. I slowly pushed him away and he pat his legs, smiling.

      So, him and Ari are done, me and Ari are done. No more contact with Ari, too bad though I really wanted the chance to drag her. Oh well! I perked up the flowers and put some sugar in their water, setting them down next to the flower Bill gave me. I turned around and me and Tom made eye contact for a few seconds. Tom leaned in and placed his hands on my face, slowly dragging them down my arms and onto my waste, planting a kiss.

        I was sure as hell shocked, but I'll accept this one. I kissed him back and this continued on for a few seconds, before he and I began walking upstairs to my room. When we made it, he slammed the door behind him and I ripped the piece of paper taped on his poster face. He grabbed me by my thighs and set me down on my bed, climbing on top of me. This went on for a few minutes, until he got tired and dropped on top of me, rolling over and laying down on the space next to me.

        “Sorry, I guess I just uh, was listening to my head” Tom said, looking over at me. I turned my head to face him and smiled slightly, he got up and fixed his clothes, and I sat upright. “Listen, I gotta run, but uh. Have a goodnight.”

         Tom ran out of my room, and I waited for the front door to shut before walking downstairs and looking out the window, watching him get in his car and drive off. Just as I was about to return back to my room, I looked at the table. Tom's flowers was next to Bill's flower, fuck.

      What was I to do? Both twins were in love with me. I liked both twins. I sat down on the couch and dragged my hands down my face, groaning. I did not just kiss both of the twins, in the span of a day. A DAY, NOT EVEN, A FEW HOURS. Before I could even continue to think, mom walked inside the house. Setting her bag down on the kitchen table.

      “Y/n? What're you doing up still? It's like 11 pm at night honey.” She said, walking over to me and sitting down on the couch next to me.

       “Mom, I'm having a boy crisis” I mumbled, laying my head down on the back of the couch. She sucked her teeth and nodded her head.

        “Is it one guy?” She asked.

        “It's two, and they're twin brothers.” I responded back, she sighed. She knew about both Bill and Tom, and instantly knew that they were my topic of discussion.

        “Well what happened?”

        “So you remember Ari? Well her and Tom kissed, hooked up, I got jealous and used Bill to get back at Tom. Tom got jealous, him and Ari are no longer involved, but Bill likes me and Tom likes me too”

        “Ah, you caught yourself in a twin tie. Happens to the best of us. I say, you just do what you believe is right for you sweetheart”

        “That's the thing, I don't know what's right for me. I like them both”

         “Well, what are their qualities? What is their love languages”

      “Tom gives gifts and appreciation and shows you off, Bill gives quality time and keeps things nice and quiet”

         “Well, what do you like?”

        “I like it all, mom”

            “Alright listen, it's really late, okay? So how about, we wake up early tomorrow nice and refreshed, get all dressed up and go out to get breakfast? We can talk about this together after some rest” She said, moving my hair to behind my ear. I nodded and she got up, going upstairs to her room.

        I sat on the couch for a couple more minutes, before standing up and walking to my room, changing into pajamas and throwing myself onto my bed and laying down. I looked over at my poster and looked at Tom and Bill's faces.

                  What in fucks name am I gonna do.