•𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐲• {Tom Kaulitz x fem reader}

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

I wrench myself out of bed and crack my back violently, letting out a huge sigh of relief as I do so. The sun had only just came up, lighting up my room dimly.

"Come back to bed" Tom murmurs, shading his eyes from the newfound light. "Nah I've got things I have to do" I answer in a groggy voice. For one I had to go tell my brother about moving to Germany.

Then I had to start packing up all my shit.

I slip my feet into my slippers before skipping out of my room to go wake Mikey and tell him the news. I walk through the living room and into a hallway that leads to mikes bathroom and bedroom.

I knock harshly on the door before letting myself in. Of course he's there at the window, a blunt sticking out of his mouth.

I walk up to him and stand beside him at the window that overlooks our lake and summer house, which had been abandoned two summers ago. "What you thinking about?" I ask, my eyes stuck on the small shack.

"The old man" he admits as he lets out a large cloud of smoke that disappears into the fresh breeze after a few seconds. "You miss him?" I question further.

"Only when I'm lonely" he swallows harshly and sticks the blunt back in his mouth. "A p5? Small for you" I tease.

"Saving the rest for a two day work trip" he groans then laughs. I laugh with him to which he turns to look at me, his tough, ripped hand lands on my face to push a few stray strands of hair out of my face.

"I remember when you were just some stupid kid, too naïve to notice the arguments"

I avert my eyes away from his "I did notice, I always did. I just chose to ignore it" I lick my dry lips and look back over at the lake, the water glistening with sunlight.

We stay silent for a while, just enjoying each other company. That is until I finally muster up the courage to tell him.

"Mikey I'm going to Germany" I sigh

"Sweet, how long for?" He asks. "You don't get it. I'm not coming back"

I can feel his gaze turn cold as his hands drop from the way he had them folded over his chest. "What?" His tones bitter, resentful even.

"What the fuck do you mean your not coming back?" He asks again, his eyes filled with rage. "I mean I don't wanna stay here, I'm going with Tom" I clench my jaw as I fiddle with my fingers.

"No you're not" he lets out an angry laugh and tosses the end of his blunt out the window. "Yes I am" I murmur, too scared to raise my voice.

"You're not fucking going anywhere" his hand slams down on the desk sat next to him. "I'm 18 years old, I don't have to do what you say" I roll my eyes and walk out of the room.

He chases after me. "I think you forgot I'm now your legal guardian. If I say your not going you won't" he warns, I could practically see a red aura tracing his figure.

"You aren't going anywhere" he grabs my wrist harshly and drags me back upstairs. "Get off your hurting me!" I snatch myself away from him and that's when I notice his pupils look strangely dilated, too big from the small amount of light in the house.

I shake my head and grow disgusted as I storm back to his room and grab a shoe box from underneath his bed, where it had always been.

"Yn!" He screams as he gets closer but I stand up and slam the door shut, locking it as soon as it's shut.

I tip toe back to the box and open the top only to be greeted with bags on top of bags filled with different pills, dusts and ofc weed.

My blood boils as his loud, aggressive knocks on the door fill the once so peaceful air. "Get the fuck out!" He screams through the door.

I hesitantly unlock the door and he bursts in without any warning. His eyes race from the box to my face repeatedly.

"You piece of shit" I shake my head and let out a laugh, he had told me that he quit drugs long ago. Apart from greens ofc.

"What do you expect when I have to take care of you day in and day out?! Who's there to look after me, huh?" He walks right up to me and his hot breath hits my skin as well as a few bits of spit that fly out his mouth while he speaks.

"They were my parents too but you acted as if they were only yours! So fucking selfish. I had to deal with all your shit for the past two years and now you wanna leave?! Is that my thanks?"

Tears form in my eyes as I turn my face away from the boy. He grabs my face harshly and forces my head around, "you're a bitch. Not to mention fucking stupid"

"Running off to Germany with a boy who probably couldn't give a fuck about you" he spits, the most terrifying look on his Face ID ever seen. He'd always been so calm and understanding.

"I'm going." I slap his hand away and barge past him, ready to pack my shit and take Tom back to the hotel.

"I'm not fucking done!" His voice books from behind me. I don't look behind me, I'm too scared to in all honesty.

Toms stood there with the most confused look spread across his face, only in shorts while his torsos naked. He'd probably only just dragged himself out of bed.

I race over to him and hold onto the boy as tight as I can. "What's going on?" He asks. I don't answer and squint my eyes shut at Michaels heavy footsteps get closer.

"I'm not done talking to you, you bitch" he yells. "What the fuck is going on?" Tom asks as he stands in front of me, his hand moving behind his back to hold onto my waist.

"Get the fuck out of my business." He orders and he tries to barge past Tom. Tom plants his hand on his chest and pushes him back harshly. "This is my business now" he says matter of factly.

"No the fuck it isn't"

I could tell that push offended Mikey and it's only a matter of seconds before he'd get in Toms face and throw a punch.

And just like I predicted Mikey gets in his face, his veins bulging out of the skin on his neck. "You're not taking my sister anywhere you play boy piece of shit" he screams.

Tom just stands there, an eyebrow arched. "That's not your decision to make"

Mike turns his attention back to me, his mouth open ready to let out as many insults as he can muster up. "You touch her or me I'll ruin you fucking life" Tom threatens before leading me back upstairs and locking us in my bedroom.

"Pack your stuff I'm telling bill to come get us"

I nod and do as told and after a long hour of packing we dart out of my house and jump in bills car.

See you later Michael.