|Die for you.| Tom Kaulitz

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A huge grin spread across Toms face, he immediately pulled me into a tight hug. I couldn't help but let out a small giggle.
He gave me a quick peck on the cheek and rushed me into the car.
We partied at Kraze for hours with no cares in the world, dancing, drinking, and sharing random facts about each other. For the first time it actually felt like Tom was only thinking of me, it felt right. Everything felt perfect.

I stumbled outside with Tom, Bill, and Jenny behind me, all still giggling and laughing. Tom kept a steady hand on my back as we headed towards the taxi. His warm touch had a sense of protection, i liked it. Bill and Jenny hopped inside the taxi, Tom gave me a small smile as he held the door for me.

"Ava?" A soft voice sounded from behind me. I slightly turned expecting Tom to be looking at me, he wasn't. Instead he was staring straight ahead and the figure behind me. I fully shifted my body to see who was talking to me. James.

Shit.

"Oh, James. What's up?" I said with a nervous smile. He just furrowed his eyebrows as his eyes flickered between Tom and I. He seemed hurt.

"I thought you couldn't come tonight? You said you had plans." He took a few steps forward and I felt Toms presence looming over me. I swallowed a lump in my throat and turned towards my friends, all three of them giving me a confused look.

"You guys go, i'll meet you at the house." I said with a reassuring tone. I didn't want to hold anyone up or risk Tom getting angry.

"No, i'm not leaving you" Tom said without taking his glare away from James, instead he just squeezed my side softly. I knew he was being protective, maybe even jealous but I wasn't afraid of James.

I sighed and nodded, I knew he wouldn't take no for an answer. Tom was clenching his jaw as i turned to face him, still glaring at James. His face softened when I placed my hand on his arm.

"Fine, but give me a couple minutes to talk to him. Call another taxi and we'll go." I said softly, he just nodded and gave James a hard look before stepping away.

James slowly walked up to me, i could tell he was hesitant. Tom wasn't exactly so welcoming. I smiled sheepishly and peeked behind me to see Tom with his back faced to us and on the phone.

"Okay, so let me start with I'm sorry. I lied to you and it was stupid. I should've just been honest with you about my plans."

James sighed before a smile slowly crept on his face. I gave him a puzzled look, his smile just grew more before he just shook his head.

"Ava, i'm not mad. I was just shocked you'd rather spend time with that ass. And besides, you're not my girlfriend so i can't be protective over you." He mostly likely said this as an indirect insult towards Tom. At this moment i didn't really care. I just smiled.

"I would love to make it up to you, if you'll let me?" I pouted my lips and earned a laugh from James. He just nodded and pulled me in for a hug. He was warm, he was kind, and most importantly he was safe. So why was my mind stuck on Tom?

My thoughts were interrupted when James placed his lips softly on mine, i was shocked at first but kiss him back. He smiled against my lips as he squeezed me in his arms. As we parted he let his arms fall to his sides.

"I'll call you." Was all he said before he walked away with a smile. My cheeks were red as i touched my lips, I was immediately the softness of his kiss. I turned around and made my way back over to Tom, who was just standing there, almost as if he was a statue. I stood beside him, the cold night air biting at my bare skin. Neither of us said anything as the taxi pulled up, We both got in and sat on our respective side without even a glance at each other. He must've saw James and I kiss.

"Tom.."

He just kept his eyes forward, his face was stone cold. His eyes were sad though, they made me feel like i had done something wrong. Like i had cheated, but i'm not his to claim. I just sighed and slumped back in my seat. It was no use trying to make him talk when he was this angry.

After the silent car ride we both git out if the taxi, Tom paid the driver and he sped off. I headed towards the door, but i was stopped by a not so gentle hand grabbing my wrist. I snapped my body around, Tom was fuming.

"Why the fuck did you kiss him?" He seethed.

I just stared at him with wide eyes. Was he serious this angry because I kissed someone else.

"Tom, i'm not you're girlfriend, and I like James. He's sweet." I said yanking my wrist from his grasp. He just groaned and shook his head. I watched as he tore open a new carton of cigarettes and put one between his lips, making quick work of lighting it and taking the first puff. Which he proceeded to blow in my face.

"You're mine, Ava. Not that fucking twink." His eyes were angry now. I didn't know how to react to his sudden outburst.

"I didn't do anything wrong. It was a simple kiss with a guy I happen to like, and here you are acting like i'm your girlfriend when i'm not! If you have a problem with me talking to other guys then maybe you shouldn't fuck a different girl every night. Then maybe, just maybe, I would consider taking you seriously." I was angry now, he expects me to stay loyal to him when he's the biggest whore I know? Ridiculous.

Tom took two long strides towards me, i was now backed up against the wall. He threw his cigarette on the ground and smashed it with his foot, I just looked at the ground. He forced me to look at him, his firm grip on my jaw. He smirked when I gave in and connected our eyes.

"You're right, you're not my girlfriend. But you're still mine. So, when that little boy breaks you're fucking heart and you come running to me i'll be here. Because you're mine." He just let go of me and stormed in the house. I stood there for a moment longer, i couldn't breathe. How does that make sense? I'm just supposed to live with the fact that he has some kind of self proclaimed ownership over me?

After a few minutes, I finally relaxed. The house was quiet, cold. I decided to curl up on the couch for the night. I pulled the blankets over myself and laid down. As soon as I closed my eyes, Tom was there, invading my thoughts. I sighed and pulled the pillow over my face.

**

I woke to the smell of coffee and pancakes filling the air. I stretched out my arms and legs and let out a yawn, my feet bumping into to something solid. I lifted my head up to see Tom sitting at the other end of the couch, he was staring forward focused in the tv. I propped myself up on my elbows and nudged him with my foot. Nothing.

I sighed and got up up from the couch, I threw the blanket down and walked across the living room into the kitchen, where Bill was making breakfast. He turned to look at me as I walked in, a big smile spreading across his face. I returned a much smaller smile. His face immediately dropped and gave me a questioning look.

"What's wrong?" He cooed.

"You're brother is an ass." I sat on the stool at the island as Bill handed me a plate of pancakes and a cup of coffee. He sighed and nodded.

"Trust me, I know."  I pushed around the food in my plate. Bill leaned over the counter and gave me a small smile.

"Listen, Im sorry for my brother's stupid actions. You deserve better, he doesn't understand how amazing you are." Bill held my hand softly, his eyes gleaming with sincerity. I heard somebody clear their throat from behind me, Bill pulled away and went back to the stove.

"What are we talking about?" Tom said in an assertive tone. I just sighed and kept my back faced towards him. I didn't have to energy to face him right now.

"Oh, nothing. Just chatting about how wonderful James is." Bill said with a mischievous smile on his face.