The One Who Controls | Tom Kaulitz

I Can Help You

"Morning." I say to Tom as he rolls over groaning.

"Mhm." He says as he falls back asleep.

I roll out of the bed and head to the bathroom. I needed a shower right now. The hot water hit me instantly and let my stress wash down the drain. I kept thinking about What Tom had said, he was going to be like this forever. He's going to want to hit me sometimes and then not want to yell at me. I don't know if I could stick along with that, I still thought about my apartment and how different everything would be if Tom hadn't met me.

I got out of the shower and put on a summer dress. For makeup, I just did mascara and some highlighter, just simple.

"Want some eggs?" Taylor asked me as I grabbed myself a cup of coffee.

"Yes please."

She hands me a plate and I eat it immediately. I was starving after not having dinner last night.

"What's happening today?"

"Bill said we was a fight or meeting of some sort, like turf wars. I don't know there just being men."

I laugh and finish up my food.

"Are we supposed to go with?"

"I think. We do have to go to the shops today."

"For what?"

"We need some more groceries and I need more magazines."

I nodded and put my dish in the sink. Taylor and I are usually the first up everyone. We've had a lot of time to talk and get to know each other. I would definitely call her my best friend. I'm closer to her then anyone lately.

"I'm going to go get Bill up so we can head."

"Okay I'll go wake Tom." On the way to Toms room, I knocked on George's door and Marie's to try and see if they'd wake up.

"Tom wake up." I say softly as I shake him. He jolts up and pushes me back into the dresser.

"Ow fuck!" I say as I hold the back of my hurting head. "I was just trying wake you up!" I yell at him. Fuck that hurt.

"You scared me. What are you waking me for anyway." He says coldly. It was the other Tom right now, the mad and crazy one.

"We have to go to the shops before yours guys fight or whatever." I say quieter as I look at the ground, I did not need to provoke him right now.

"Don't tell me what we have to do." He says as he picks me up from the floor and holds my chin. He smacks my ass before walking to the bathroom.

These mood swings made my head spin, god. As I slipped on the shoes, Tom came out of the bathroom dressed in light baggy jeans and a black shirt, what caught my eye was a white bandanna across his forehead, with those dreads, he looked fine. Like I mean FINE.

"Let's go whore." Seriously back to whore now, not even my name.

"That's not my name!"

He slapped me fast. "I'll call you want I want, now let's go!"

He yanked my wrist and dragged me downstairs where everyone was already in the cars. He pushed me into the passenger seat and slammed the door in my face. This is why I can't stay in this fucking place. I hate when he's like this.

Tom drove like this was the end of our lives. Not saying word and just pressing the gas. I could tell he was angry. He had the coldest look to his face, and it was scary.

Soon we arrived at the shop and we all walked in. The customers stopped and stared at Tom and Bill. I could understand the fear they gave these people. Taylor and I walked over to pick out the food while I noticed Tom walking over to 3 blonde girls. They had fake everything. Nails, eyes, boobs and Tom couldn't get enough. I could hear him flirting with them.