|Die for you.| Tom Kaulitz

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the fit 🫶🏻 (minus headphones)

I decided to steal a pair of Toms jeans, I knew he'd like it if we were matching in style. A cropped black tank top gave it just the right touch to satisfy Tom and myself. I ran the brush through my hair quickly and exited the room to the kitchen where Tom was waiting, wearing similar jeans and a baggy black hoodie, paired with black sunglasses and his usual bandana.

"Are you sure you want to come?" He asked in a serious but concerned tone. I liked that he was worried about me but I wanted to prove I can be tougher than I look.

"Yes, Tom. I'll be fine."

He nodded and lead me outside to the car, Tom started the car and pointed towards the seatbelt. Staring at me awaiting my submission, I rolled my eyes and clicked the seatbelt into place. He immediately sped off out of the driveway onto the surprisingly desolate roads.

**

After about twenty minutes Tom pulled up to a huge modern mansion, there was so many windows it looked like a glass house. There was multiple expensive cars sitting in the driveway. I wasn't going to lie and say that the looks of this place didn't make me nervous. I had no idea what was going to happen or who this person was that owed Tom money.

Tom reached over and gave me a reassuring squeeze on my thigh, his soft brown eyes calming me. He leaned in further gave me a soft slow kiss, my whole body was fluttering now. We both exited the car walked up to the huge door in the front of the house, I trailed behind Tom cautiously.

Tom didn't hold back and banged on the door harshly, his fist clenched tightly. I stood behind him, my arms crossed loosely around myself.

"Asher! open the fuck up!" Tom yelled as he continued slamming his fist into the door.

Just as Tom was about to start yelling again the door flew open, revealing a tall slender man. Black hair that a perfectly messy bunch of curls, and a great smile.

"Tom, Great to see you!" He said in a sarcastic tone, his hazel eyes averting from Tom to me. He immediately smiled as he looked between both of us, silently applauding Tom.

"Whatever, wheres my money?" Tom said as he stomped behind Asher who casually strolled inside leaving the door wide open. I stepped inside and carefully pushed the door shut, I wanted to keep the attention away from me. Tom glanced back to make sure I was okay and I gave him a small smile.

Asher sank into the couch with a glass of whiskey in his hand, motioning for Tom to sit across from him. He instead stood with his arms crossed. 

"A nice catch you got there my friend." Asher said as he stared at me, instantly I felt uncomfortable. It made me feel like I was just a piece of meat.

"Get your fucking eyes off of her and hand over my money." Tom growled, earning a mocking look from Asher. He definitely loved to push buttons, especially with a hothead like Tom. He shook his head and lifted himself off of the couch, sauntering over to a large cabinet. He pulled open the drawer and grabbed something, I watched as he revealed a huge wad of cash. He played with it teasingly and gave it a long sniff, further irritating Tom.

Asher stretched out his arm with the cash, waving it on front of Tom. This guy was wildly arrogant and annoying, no wonder Tom warned me. Just as Tom went to take it, Asher snatched it back. He averted his eyes to me once more, a mischievous grin growing on his face. Shivers were sent up my spine immediately, I could tell he had an idea brewing.

"Let me fuck her and I'll give you the money." He said in a fully serious tone.

Tom was enraged now, his fists clenched at his sides as he took a dominant step towards Asher.

"If you fucking touch her, i'll make sure you never fuck anyone ever again."

Asher put his hands up in surrender, a wicked laugh erupting from inside him. Where does this guy get off? He seriously was looking for a broken nose at this point.

"Dude, I'm just fucking around. Unless..."

Tom snatched the money from him and stormed away, grabbing onto my arm and dragging us outside. He led us to the car and got inside, slamming the door as he sat in the seat.

"We're gonna go see Bill." He stated as turned the car on and aggressively popped it in reverse. This was exciting because I've missed Bill a lot since I didn't speak to him or Tom for months. There was definitely times I liked him more than Tom. Bill had a way of making everyone in a room feel comfortable, he was just so kind. It's almost unbelievable he and Tom shared a womb together.

I hate myself for pushing Jenny but it was too uncomfortable to be around her when she was so close to Tom and Bill. I regret leaving their lives for months, I felt like it was the best decision at the time. I came to realize that I truly loved being around them and that i'd made a mistake. There was a lot of making up I planned to do.

"We're here" Tom said sweetly as he have my thigh a reassuring squeeze. I was definitely more nervous now, hopefully Bill and Jenny weren't pissed at me. It would be understandable if they are, I would be really hurt if my friend left for three months without a word.

"Im nervous, do you think they're pissed at me?"

"Uhh... no no not at all" Tom said trying to sound confident, clearly giving away his uncertainty.

"Great." I huffed

We got out of the car and headed for the door, awaiting my demise. My heart racing and a lump forming in my throat. I hated feeling nervous like this, I knew it was so obvious. I felt tom place his hands on my hips, giving me a squeeze as I knocked on the door. The small gesture made me feel more secure, he knew exactly what I needed. Maybe everything will be okay.

The door swung open and I was met with a confused Bill, his usually black painted eyes and long hair was just the way I remember it. His tall slender figure stood in front of me, the air felt thick and the tension was prominent. Tom peeked over my shoulder and gave his twin a small wave, Bills posture easing up slightly.

"Hi Bill." I said hesitantly. 

He just pursed his lips and stepped aside for us to come in. I glanced back at Tom who gave me a reassuring smile and a small gesture for me to go on. I followed bill through the large house into the beautifully decorated living room, expensive furniture and unique artwork on the walls. We sat across from each other, the tension still obvious.

"Bill.. I- I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? You walked out on us Ava." He scoffed and leaned back on the couch, refusing to make eye contact.

"I know. I know. It was fucked up and I made a mistake." I felt hopeless at this point, I've ruined everything.

"We needed you."

"I kn-"

"No you don't! You don't know what happened when you left."

"What are you talking about?"

"Jenny almost drank herself to death. I had to force her into rehab."