Daydream || Tom Kaulitz

Cherry

Taylor's POV:

Before you read:

- this chapter contains smut.

Its been a couple of days since Akira's pass. I stayed in me and Tom's room all week. I didn't want to go out after that.

Tom did bring food for me when I was staying in the room all week and I obviously took showers and everything. I just didn't want to leave the room.

I'm currently laying in bed wearing Akira's shirt that I stole from him a while back, it's to big on me but I don't care and I'm wearing pj shorts.

Tom walked into the room, he's the only person who has seen me since after the thing that happened.

He walks over to me and sits on the edge of the bed.

"Taylor, can I ask you a favor." Tom asks politely while looking at me.

"yea." I mumbled.

"Come downstairs, everyone misses you so badly. Everyone is worried about you. I'm worried about you. We can go down there together, I'll be there with you the whole time. You don't have to talk to anybody. They just want to see you. Please?" Tom said to me while grabbing my hand comforting me.

I stared biting lip, it took me like 7 minutes to think. "uhm okay sure." I mumbled.

Tom smiled at me. We both got up, we locked hands as we walked slowly downstairs into the kitchen.

Once me and Tom reached the kitchen still holding hands. Everyone gasped in excitement.

"TAYLORRRR!!" Liv squealed in excitement and came running over to me with her arms open. As she tired to hug me I stepped back.

She rolled her eyes at me. What the fuck is wrong with this bitch someone literally died in my arms the other day.

Me and Tom walked over to everyone, me and him sat at the island table.

"It's nice to see you Taylor." Bill said to me while smiling.

I nodded my head.

"Do you want anything to eat?" Tom asked while getting up, but I squeezed his hand letting his know that I didn't want him to leave my side, so he sat back down.

"no thank you." I mumbled while looking down at my feet.

"Hey Taylor" Morgan said while rubbing my back then walking walking away.

I sit there playing with my bracelet, I could feel Tom starring at me, I knew he wanted me to talk.

"So Taylor how have you been?" Georg asks as he stares at me.

"I'm okay, how about you." I ask while still looking down at my hands

"I'm good." Georg said while licking his lips

Everything was so awkward, I wanted to leave so badly. I hated it. I hated sitting here quietly while everyone else is talking.  I looked over at Tom who was looking at me. We looked into each others eyes for a couple of minutes. Then he looked away.