We continued to talk shit about his brother until we eventually realized that we'd get nothing out of this. I needed to confront him.
"I'm sure he'll be home soon. Maybe you can confront him then?" Bill had a good idea but I had a better one. I told him the plan and he agreed. We waited for a bit before we heard Tom's car pull into the driveway.
"Bill! Who's car is in our driveway?" He called out as we heard him open and close the front door. Bill and I tried not to laugh as we got under the covers of his bed.
"Oh Bill!" I moaned out with a big smile on my face. I heard Tom coming up the stairs and couldn't help but let out a small laugh.
"Oh you're doing so good Harley." Bill groaned as he too smiled and giggled underneath the sheets.
"What the fuck! Harley?" Tom yelled as he walked into his brothers room.
"Tom?" I asked as if I were clueless to the situation.
"With my brother, are you serious?" He said with furrowed eyebrows.
"With your ex? Are you serious?" I replied as I got out of the bed and walked towards him. His face dropped.
"Don't think I didn't see you and that Tamara girl at Times Square today."
"Oh, so now you're stalking me? I always knew you were crazy." Tom replied raising his voice slightly.
"Maybe I was crazy, but i'm so much more crazier for your brother now." I smirked, tracing my finger along his jawline as I walked past him and down the stairs.
"What can I say? You fucked up Tom." Bill said to his brother as he leaned against the door way.
"Shut up Bill! You're not in this." Tom replied as he chased after me down the stairs.
"Harley! You're not seriously with my brother, are you?" Tom asked as he met me on the first floor of their house.
"Why do you care anyway? You're not seriously with your ex again, are you?"
"No! She came onto me!" He replied, pointing his hands at himself when saying "me."
"As if i'd believe that." I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him.
"Why don't you believe me?" Tom asked putting his hands out.
"Because you so obviously had your hands on her when kissing!"
"Okay well you know what, it was a good kiss, I couldn't not put my hands on her!"
"Well you can put your hands all over her now because we're done."
"Fine."
"FINE!" I walked out of the house, slamming the door behind me. I jumped in my car, and drove back to my house. The time was nearly 2 AM when I pulled into my driveway. I was bombarded with questions as soon as I walked through my front door.
"Harley! Where the fuck were you?"
"Did you confront Tom?"
"Are you guys over?"
"Can you just leave me the fuck alone?" I replied to all of them as I walked slowly to my bedroom. I shut the door, not bothering to change clothes or take my makeup off before I fell fast asleep on my bed.
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Right My Wrongs. || The Kaulitz Twins.
RomanceHarley Davison, the infamous bassist of the band Chic Talkers, moves to New York City where she meets a set of twins who share the same last name, Kaulitz.