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

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                  JULY 27TH ; 10:04AM

★.       I had woken to the sounds of shuffling and things moving. I looked around and realized I was laying in Tom's bed, that's right, I fell asleep here.

      Tom was putting on some clothes, and I looked down at myself and saw I was in his things. Guess I forgot that too, he looked over and saw I was awake, walking to the bed and giving me a kiss on the forehead.

      "Goodmorning schönes Mädchen. (pretty girl in german)" He spoke, I smiled and lifted myself from my position, stretching and looking at his somewhat messy bedroom.

      Tom had finished putting on his accessories to his outfit and fixed his shirt, looking at himself in the mirror. Before he walked out his room, I cleared my throat, and he turned around.

      "We, uh, we haven't made anything official, yet" I mumbled. He tilted his head confused, then nodded in understanding.

      "Tell you what, I'll take you out tonight for a nice dinner, I can pick you up at 8, how's that sound?" he answered back, closing the door slightly and leaning against it.

      "Tom suggesting a dinner date. Isn't that fancy?" I laughed, he stuck out his tongue and I nodded, signaling a dinner would be perfect. He messed around with his lip piercing and walked out the room, giving me some time to change.

★.        I changed into some of Tom's things, perfecting them to my liking on myself and walked downstairs where the four were currently eating breakfast.

       “I'd love to sit down and eat but I gotta run” I said, hugging them all and leaning against the kitchen table.

        “Is that Tom's?” Gustav asked, I opened my mouth and reclosed it, glancing at Tom who had a light blush on his face.

        “Nope, bye!” I yelled, rushing out and getting into my car. Alright, turns out, I'm going on a dinner date with Tom tonight. Obviously I've never been on a dinner date before, so I decided to call up someone who has.

                  6:45PM

★.        “It's 2006 and you've never been on a fucking dinner date?” My aunt, Denice, asked me. I slowly nodded and sat down on my bed. Denice was just 2 years older than me, (18) and already had a baby. I wasn't so sure taking advice from her would be great, but I mean it's totally fine.

        See Denice and I have always been the best of friends, especially because of how young she is and how much we got along. She helped me get through my first rejection in the 5th grade but I don't think detention for sending a kid to the hospital was a very good way to handle it. Denice was great, even though she did have the reputation of being the youngest mom in my family.

        “Listen love, you're 16, not 10 anymore. This is TOM KAULITZ taking you out on a DINNER date. We gotta make sure that you're the only dinner he wants to eat tonight” Denice said, chewing her bubble gum and setting some stuff down on my vanity.

         “Denice, no offense but I don't think being a teen mom would work out for me..” I responded back. She looked me up and down and shrugged.

        “Suit yourself, but this is Tom Kaulitz, girls your age would kill to be you” She answered. “Listen, I've been on plenty of dinner dates. You wanna hold his eyes, but you don't want to look too much of a hooker cause it's dinner, you wanna be fancy, you wanna be classy, but you also wanna give him the feeling of making out with you immediately after dinner”

        Denice went to her bag, and pulled out a few long dresses. All four of them were tight, like skin tight, very cute though. She had midnight blue, black, blood red, and a nice brown dress. They were all so adorable, but unfortunately I did need to chose just one.

        I picked the d/c (dress color) dress and Denice nodded, turning around as I slipped on the dress and looked at myself in the mirror.

        “Perfect! Hugs your hips, makes your boobs look great, and most importantly you don't look too whorish” Denice said, clapping her hands together. The dress was really cute, and I was so excited.

        The next hour we spend was dedicated to my hair and makeup, and soon, 7:56 arrived and we were rushing to put on my accessories. When we were done, Denice fluffed up my hair and squeezed my shoulders as we looked at myself in the mirror.

        A car then pulled up onto the sidewalk, and Denice rushed me downstairs, throwing me my bag and pushing me out the door. I walked down the driveway and looked back, watching as Denice stared at me through the window, then disappeared.

★.        Before I reached the car door, Tom got out and opened the door for me. “Please, allow me” He said.

        I smiled and got into the car, fixing my dress as he sat back in the driver's seat. Turning to face me, he stared me up and down, smirking to himself.

        “Alright drive you horny mess” I announced, taking my lipstick out of my bag and fixing it in the mirror. He laughed and switched the car to drive, making our way down to the restaurant.