Tom Kaulitz is a well known player who can't get a serious relationship, but everything is going to change when an other guitarist named Ivy Miller will meet him. is it Fate?
It must have been a week since the fateful interview and we'd gained a lot of popularity. Which was good, because we were due to release our new song, the one about my story with Tom.
Jenny had told us to release the song at our next concert and I was honestly nervous about Tom hearing it.
She'd managed to plan a concert for us in 3 days' time and lots of people were planning to go, which was a good thing for the band.
But on the other hand, our popularity was due to my boyfriend, which bothered me slightly.
Don't get me wrong, I was very grateful, but I would have preferred to be known because I'm talented and not as the girlfriend of Tom Kaulitz, guitarist of the band Tokio Hotel.
I was quietly in my room leafing through a magazine when I felt my phone vibrate. I put the magazine down and picked up my phone.
Tom: "get dressed (or not) I'll take you on a date in 30 minutes."
I rolled my eyes with a stupid grin on my face. How cute he could be when he wanted to be.
I rushed to my wardrobe and decided on a black sleeveless dress and matching necklace. I took red heels to add a little color to the outfit and admitted to myself in the mirror.
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I then headed for the bathroom and decided to do a quick make-up before grabbing a bag and racing down the stairs to find my sister and best friend visibly captivated by the TV.
When they saw me, their mouths dropped.
"And where do you think you're going dressed like that?" asked Chloe, raising an eyebrow like a mother.
"None of your business." I replied, crossing my arms defiantly.
She rolled her eyes before looking at Christina to try to get a clear answer.
"I do believe she's going to see her little boyfriend..." Christina says with a wry smile.
"Bingo." I say sarcastically. My sister's presence in my home was really starting to get on my nerves. I loved her with all my heart, but she could be so intrusive.
It must have been 30 minutes since Tom's message and I heard the doorbell ring. Chloe threw herself at the door as if she were responsible for my protection.
She opened the door and revealed a very handsome Tom. He was leaning against the doorway with flowers in his hand. Red roses, my favorite.
"I think I've got the wrong sister..." he said, raising an eyebrow when he saw Chloe which didn't fail to make Christina and me laugh.
"You'd better behave yourself if you don't want to end up six feet under," Chloe simply replied in a creepy, icy tone.
She glowered at me before sitting back down on the sofa, not without pulling Christina with her.
"She really scares me sometimes." he growled before turning his attention completely to me.
I approached Tom and he put his arm around my waist, the other still occupied by the big bouquet of roses. He smiled and kissed me gently before giving me the flowers.
"You're incredibly beautiful, I really think I'm the luckiest man in the world." he whispered to me and I felt myself shudder.
I laughed nervously and caressed his cheek before placing the flowers on the table and motioning to the girls to take care of them.
I returned to Tom, who took my hand and led me to his car. He opened the door and I sat down.
"So... where are you taking me, handsome?" I say with a blissful smile.
He laughs lightly before starting the engine.
"It's a surprise..." he answered mysteriously. I crossed my arms like a child and gave him a pout.
"Even so, you're cute, you know that?" he said with a chuckle, putting his hand on my thigh.
"Shut up!" I say, blushing. It's crazy the effect he had on me.
time skip
We soon arrived and I discovered the beach in front of me. I gave Tom an inquisitive look, to which he replied with a mischievous grin.
"Tom, what are we doing at the beach?" I asked, turning to face him completely.
He turned off the engine and turned his attention back to me.
"You'll see..." he replied simply and stepped out of the car to open the door and take me by the hand.
He put his hands over my eyes and directed me to a corner of the beach. I nearly broke my neck a dozen times, but we were getting there fast enough.
"Tadaaaa!" he says, removing his hands from my eyes.
I finally opened my eyes and discovered a perfect little candlelit picnic. I turned to Tom with a grateful smile. I really liked this side of Tom, the Tom in love.
"Tom this is amazing." I say as I walk over to him and caress his cheek.
"Like you." he replied before wrapping his arms around my waist and attacking me with kisses. I laughed out loud before calming down and sitting down.
"I love you so much Tom," I said, looking up at him. His gaze was on the sunset in front of us but he looked away at my words.
"You can't even imagine how much I love you, Ivy Miller." he said and I threw myself at him footballer-style.
We laughed until our stomachs turned. Tom was my better half, the person I counted on most in the world, and I wouldn't lose him for anything, not even for Jenny or my band.
