Macho but cheap.

920 10 11
                                    

As time passed, Ivy seemed to have moved on from the incident with Tom, immersing herself in her successful career again. She graced the runways of renowned fashion capitals like Berlin, London, Paris, and even Las Vegas. It appeared as though she had put everything behind her. However, for Tom, it was a different story. He couldn't forget. The conversation he had with Ivy in the car that day continued to simmer in his mind, fueling his anger.

Tom couldn't understand how Ivy could regret what they had shared. In his experience, it was always the other way around. No one had ever turned him down or not wanted more after being with him. So why wasn't Ivy coming back? And why did she have to look so stunning in every photo, runway show, and magazine cover? Her presence seemed to haunt him, her beauty becoming an annoying reminder of what they had shared and what he couldn't have.

But it was that one fateful night, while he was with another girl, that everything clicked for Tom. Amid their encounter, all he could see was Ivy's face and body, as if she had become an indelible image etched in his mind. In a moment of passion, he even inadvertently moaned out Ivy's name. The girl, understandably upset, left without hesitation upon hearing another woman's name escape his lips.

Tom was left alone, sitting by his window and smoking, lost in deep thought. In that solitary moment, he began to question his feelings and actions. Perhaps, he pondered, the reason he had harbored resentment toward Ivy all those years was simply because he knew deep down that he could never have her. She was Georg's little sister, his best friend's sibling, and that made her off-limits.

The realization hit Tom like a ton of bricks. His anger and frustration were a result of his own internal conflict, a battle between his desires and his loyalty to his friend. Tom started to see that his animosity toward Ivy had been a defense mechanism, a way of denying his own forbidden feelings. As he sat there alone, he couldn't help but question if he had made a grave mistake in agreeing to forget everything with Ivy.

As the smoke dissipated into the night sky, Tom was left contemplating the complexity of his emotions and the consequences of his actions. The road ahead seemed uncertain, with his friendship with Georg hanging in the balance. But one thing was clear—Tom couldn't shake the image of Ivy from his mind, and he knew she wasn't leaving any time soon 

As Tom placed his hands on Ivy's hips, she looked up at him, surprised by his sudden possessiveness. The alcohol in their systems heightened their emotions, and Ivy could sense the intensity in Tom's gaze. She gently removed his hands from her hips and took a step back, her expression turning serious.

it was now Ivy's birthday, and the band had a tour soon but had planned a surprise, they were flying out to Paris to see Ivy walk a runway there and celebrate her birthday, Georg had told her only he was coming and they could just chill in her penthouse room at the hotel, which she was okay with, so when she saw all the boys on the front row, she almost began crying, Ivy hadn't celebrated her birthday in YEARS. after the show, they went backstage, saying hi, giving hugs and stuff, they made their way back to ivy hotel, opening gifts, having a little to drink, and laughing when she made the choice they were going out partying, 

and Tom couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension about the night ahead. He noticed Ivy's choice of a sexy outfit and wondered if she had something planned. The thought of other guys seeing her in that attire stirred up his jealousy once again.

As the group got ready, Tom found himself stealing glances at Ivy, his mind filled with conflicting emotions. He wanted her attention, but he also felt a sense of possessiveness, not wanting others to admire her in the same way. He tried to push those thoughts aside and focus on enjoying the night.

They arrived at the party, and the atmosphere was buzzing with energy. The music was loud, and people were dancing and having a great time. The group quickly joined in the festivities, letting loose and allowing themselves to get caught up in the celebration.

PLAYBOY I Tom KaulitzWhere stories live. Discover now