𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 - 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

Ivy POV:

Christina and I were getting ready for the concert (I know it seems like we do it all the time).

Over the past few days, Tom and I hadn't seen each other much and rarely spoke. I knew he was focused on his concert, but I was still his girlfriend, right?

Anyway, Christina and I had our shirts with "I'm a slut for Tom Kaulitz" and "I'm a slut for Georg Listing" on. Honestly, it was going to be funny to see their reactions.

"Shall I wear a skirt or pants?" Christina asked showing me different options.

"Pants, you'll be more comfortable." I replied while applying some lipstick.

We went on like this for another hour and a half before leaving for the concert. Honestly, we looked great, so the least our boyfriends could do was faint on stage when they saw us. I'm not asking for the world, right?

We arrived at the place where the concert was supposed to happen and took our places in the front row. Many of the girls gave us nasty looks, but for us it was a compliment.

We waited like that for another twenty minutes before the guys decided to come on stage.

When they saw us, Tom and Georg burst out laughing and called us to the stage.

"Please give a warm welcome to our girlfriends." Tom yelled at the audience while the security guards helped us get on stage.

As soon as we arrived on stage. Tom didn't give me time to react and took me bridal style and kissed me fiercely, earning us shouts from the fans.

"Missed me?" I whispered to Tom's ear.

"You have no idea how much." he replied with a malicious smile.

Tom put me down and turned to the public.

"Do you like their shirts?" he yelled at the audience.

The fans responded with "YESSS" and "WE WANT THE SAME ONES".

"And you, do you like my shirt?" I whispered in Tom's ear.

"I love it, but I like you better with nothing on..." he replied, licking his lips.

"Hey, you two pornstars, we're still on stage." Bill said showing us the crowd.

"You're just jealous because no one made you a dedicated shirt." Tom replied to his brother.

I laughed and we were guided to our seats so that the concert could finally begin.

What the guys didn't know was that we'd only planned to change shirts at the end of the concert, to join them in the dressing room. I'd planned to wear a shirt that said "I'm a slut for Bill Kaulitz" and Christina a shirt that said "I'm a slut for Gustav Schäfer".

I couldn't wait to see their reactions and I loved pissing Tom off.

During the concert, Tom would wink at me and I'd blow him kisses, which was pretty funny to see.

time skip

The concert finally came to an end and Christina and I headed for her car. We changed very quickly before a security guy took us to the stars' dressing rooms.

We entered and Tom and Georg's mouths dropped. Bill and Gustav took the opportunity to laugh at them and hugged us like we were their girlfriends.

"Watch it, Bill." Tom growled when Bill slid his hands around my waist.

"As far as I can remember, it's not your name on her shirt." Bill said, sticking his tongue out.

"As far as I can remember it's not your name that's tattooed on her ass." replied Tom.

Blank stare.

"WHAT?" Bill finally yelled.

"Calm down, it's a joke but admit it would be a good idea?" Tom asked me.

Bill hit his brother and it turned into a twin brawl. I turned to the rest of the group for help, but they shrugged their shoulders in indifference.

I pulled them apart by the ears.

"Not the eaaaars!" Tom whined trying to get out of my grip.

I tossed them on one of the dressing room sofas and they started sulking. Sometimes I really feel like I'm their mother.

"You'll notice that he's the one who started it." Tom said.

"Snitch." Bill responded.

I rolled my eyes and Christina placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Leave it, these are hopeless causes." she said.

Tom and Bill gave her middle fingers and everyone burst out laughing.

"Well, come on, let's go home and have a little after party!" Gustav said with excitement.

"He's right, I'm tired of behaving like your mother." I said to the twins.

"Mom's nicer anyway," Tom whispered to Bill.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Nothing, baby." Tom said as he straightened up to follow me like a little dog.

"Pussy." Bill said as he also got up to join us.

Honestly, I don't know what to make of these two, but life would be really boring without them.