I stood there blankly as I tried to force my now empty brain to form a response. Half of me was surprised he asked but the other half wasn't surprised at all. I knew deep down it was sixty forty chance he'd eventually ask.Being aware of someone's intentions but not aware at all definitely throws your head into a confused state of mind.
I stayed silent still trying to force my brain to form the perfect response as I knew time was of the essence and I had to choose my words wisely. Although I knew I had deep feelings for him I also started to question if we were moving to fast. I fell inlove with him as a celebrity and he was nothing more than a innocent heartthrob but to know I actually have a chance at being with him not only physically but emotionally was insane to wrap my head around.
In normal relationships you normally go on a couple dates to get to know each other and see if you're even compatible, I knew our physical chemistry was higher than the clouds themselves but would he be loyal to me? Would he support me emotionally ? So many questions I needed to ask myself.
God I hate when my inner voice appears. I wanted to just jump his bones and tell him yes of course and scream his name all night for the whole world to know but the only thing I could tell myself was that this is too good to be true.
"Emily?" Tom nudged me. "Hmm" was the only noise I could form out my mouth. I realized how disassociated I just was and how uncomfortable I probably made him staring off into space when he just asked me such an intense question.
"Will you go out with me?" He spoke so softly, I could tell he was losing his confidence. His face shifted from a smile of relief and excitement to now regretful and impatient.
"Yes I'll go out with you.. on a date first." The words flowed out of me so smoothly. It felt impulsive and not as carefully thought out as I expected.
I watched as his brows furrowed and eyes widened. Scared of his response I quickly tried to explain my thought process before he could get a word in.
"I'll agree to be your girlfriend but you have to take me on a proper date." I raised my head high and looked down at him to show he had to put in the proper effort I felt I deserved. I even surprised myself at the sudden burst of confidence that overcame me.
I wanted to show him I was actually serious and wasn't just some silly fan girl, groupie. I refused to let him believe he was the most exciting thing in my life even though.. he was.
"Okay princess I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7. Be ready." Tom grabbed my hand and kept eye contact with me the entire time he raised it to his lips, kissing my skin so gently it sent shivers down my spine.
"I thought you were going to spend the night?" It came out of me more desperate sounding than I intended.
"You never spend the night before a first date" he winked at me and began to walk out of my room.
I stood there stunned and unsure of my next move but before I knew it my legs were moving quickly after him.
I followed him to my front door, he must have seen the disappointment on my face because he immediately stopped turning the doorknob when I made it to the entranceway.
"Goodnight" he said smiling at me softly. All I could do was let him leave and put everything now in his hands. His face was so perfectly chiseled and his features so intense it felt as though my heart was melting from sadness to see him leaving.
"Goodnight Tom" I grinned back at him and took one last glance as he proceeded out the door closing it behind him.
I bolted to the door and stared through the peephole watching as he got into his car and drove off.
I turned my back towards the door and pressed myself tightly against it to hold myself up.
I took a deep breath and ran up my stairs, into my room and dove into bed. I pulled the covers up over my face and curled into a ball. Now all my thoughts came rushing filling my head with every possible outcome of how tomorrow will go.
Did that really just happen? Or did I just sink myself so far into my brain I shifted a fantasy into thinking it was reality?
I felt bear jump onto my bed and form himself to my fetal positioned body. I peaked out from the covers to see bears eyes shifting side to side as if judging me.
"Am I losing it?" I asked. Bear then crawled towards me and licked my face before rolling on his back and closing his eyes.
I could always count on my four legged companion to reassure myself.
I turned over and relaxed my body forcing myself to clear my head. I kept telling myself the situation was now out of my control and stressing wasn't going to change the outcome. Knowing this was somewhat calming but still nerve racking.
I closed my eyes and focused on the humming of my fan, before it knew it I was drifted off to sleep.
(Authors note: I want to again thank everyone who's been reading my story. Although it's a fanfic I'm trying to keep it as realistic as possible to how I'd react in Emily's shoes and keep things believable. I'd love to hear your guys feedback and thoughts on my story. What would you do in Emily's position? ;) )
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Ever so lucky (TOM KAULITZ)
FanfictionEmily is 20 turning 21 in a few days which just so happens to be the same day as the tokio hotel concert. A little birthday magic is in the air as her biggest fantasy comes true (Lots of smut 🌶️🌶️🌶️) Edit- lots of feedback is always welcomed. I'd...