𝐁𝐄𝐓☆tom kaulitz.

something going on

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the rest of the party was very tense. nicole didn't look my way at all, nor did she tom's way, who was glued by my side all night. i tried to detach myself from him but he kept an eye on me at all times.

bill and emma called me over to dance, and tom followed close by. we danced through each song, screaming the lyrics and getting more and more drunk by minute. at one point, i didn't see tom anywhere near me, so i decided to go out for a peaceful cig, but 'something going on' started playing and i couldn't leave the dancefloor now. i got lost in the rhythm and let my body move naturally to the beat, when i felt two hands gripping onto my hips from behind and swaying with me. i couldn't care less who it was honestly, i was grooving in my own world. suddenly, the warm body behind me got shoved to the side and i turned around to see tom pushing that dare i say handsome guy away from me. i was about to say something, but tom quickly turned me back around and glued his body to mine, dancing with me. his arms wrapped around my waist, then slowly lowered to my hips. i could tell he was trying to make me give into him, he was touching me everywhere. i'm not gonna lie, it was getting me hot. but i wouldn't let him get away so easily, therefore i pushed my hips back, causing my ass to rub against his crotch. i heard him groan, his hot breath reaching the back of my neck. his hands gripped my hips tighter guiding them closer and closer to him. i was grinding onto him and he was enjoying it a bit too much - i felt him get hard. the moment the song ended though, i pulled away and made my way outside, serving him a victorious smirk as he stood there, shocked by my actions.

i let the cold air hit me and wake me up from my daze. i had to sober up before tom tried to seduce me again. my mind kept going back to the feeling of his hands on my body and his boner poking me. i shook my head and took out a cig, but before i could light it, someone else did it for me. tom sat down next to me, looking directly at my face, 'didn't know you're such a good dancer. did you practice all that while i was gone?', he said as he took the cigarette from between my lips and placed it on his, 'at least i know how to do it, your moves suck', i smile to myself, 'if you move like that when you fuck too, i'm sorry for the other person involved...'. the alcohol running through my system made my frustration towards him grow significantly. his patience was obviously running thin and he didn't take my comment very well. instead, he continued smoking my cig. wait... my cig. 'you shouldn't take things before asking douchebag', i mumbled before stretching my arm towards his to take it back. he raised his own arm, the distance between me and my cig growing. 'give it back! i wanna smoke!', he let me struggle to reach it, amused by my annoyance. after many failed attempts and having to watch him smoke to my face, he took my face in his soft hand and turned my head so i was facing him. his eyes were sparkling mischievously. his lips were centimeters away from mine, 'open your mouth' he said in a demanding tone and i obliged without realizing. he proceeded to close the gap between us, blowing smoke into my mouth as his lips faintly brushed against mine. this sudden and delicate contact made me lose my mind and my body tensed up instantly, 'here's your smoke madam', he pulled away and instantly broke into the same victorious smirk i had earlier.

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the next day, both tom and y/n woke up with massive headaches. funny enough, they both used the same remedy - a strong coffee and a cigarette to start off their mornings. oddly enough the two were in sync, although they had no idea, they were both looking at the same sky, but from different windows.

tom felt a sudden rush of anger mixed with amusement while remembering the events of last night. he sat down at his window, cigarette hanging from his mouth, playing with the string of his pajama pants. he found himself smiling at the thought of her - how she danced with him, how she got so feisty with him, how pretty she looked and how much she disagreed with him over anything. it was weirdly more fulfilling to spend time with her than latch onto random girls. so he stood there, cold morning breeze brushing against his soft exposed skin, thinking about y/n and how to conquer her.

meanwhile, y/n was a few streets away, planning how to resist him and his plans. she couldn't shake off the odd pleasure that being around him brought her. their on-going ego fight only made things more exciting, as she wondered what his next move is going to be.

emma woke up in bill's bed and immediately texted y/n that they're picking her up for school. as the two had breakfast downstairs, tom sleepily approached them, 'i'm coming with you'.

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i opened the car door and saw tom sitting in the backseat. great! i sat next to him and looked out the window, trying to avoid all contact. suddenly, the radio was playing the song from last night. bill looked back at us with a sneaky smirk on his face before he turned the volume up.

i felt tom's hand rest on my thigh. the bastard did it so naturally i almost didn't notice. i turned my head to look at him as he moved closer, only to meet his beautiful, sparkly eyes. suddenly, i remembered how close we were last night and my heart started racing. i decided to give into his game, taking his hand and placing it on my inner thigh, while glancing at his lips. he was playing with his lip piercing, getting excited as i moved his hand closer and closer to my heat, but just as he was about to get there, i pinched his arm as hard as i could. he jolted away from me, frustration painted all over his face, '2 0' i whispered to him before getting out of the car.

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a/n: hope you guys are having a great day and are enjoying the book so far!!! <3