The Pretty Boy Across The Street - A Tom Kaulitz Fanfic

Is This Real?! pt 2

The figure sets me down on a bench and I ask. "Who are you.. and why did you save me.?". I sounded stupid with my shaky voice but I was so confused. My head throbbed as he opened his mouth to start speaking. "Well I didn't want you to die, those men could've killed you within 2 seconds if you kept talking back." Even though I felt slightly offended he was right. "Thanks then. What's your name?" I can barely talk but I wanted to get to know this guy. For some reason he looked and sounded like a man named Tom Kaulitz, a guitarist from a German band. But I was loopy and didn't think anything of it. "Maybe I'll tell you another time.. you need to get to a hospital, those wounds look deep and bad." He said in a rush. "A-Alright whatever you have to do.. I just-". Suddenly i feel dizzy and pass out.

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THE MANS POV:

I watch as she blacks out. I urgently pick up her cut up body and lay her in the backseat of my car. I drive to the ER quickly. I explain to the receptionist what had happened and she called a doctor to be with us in a minute.

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Around 12 minutes passed and the doctor finally arrived. They took her into a room and I followed. Though I didn't know this strange girl I stilled cared about her, she looked about my age and maybe once she was recovered we could become friends. I sat anxiously in the waiting room near the place they kept her in. Eventually they called me in and she was awake staring at me. Her eyes looked dilated and most of her wounds were patched. I walked up to the bed she was in and asked, "Are you doing alright?"

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Y/N'S POV:

"Y-Yes im fine.." I answer sleepily as he places his hand on my head. "When can I go home again.?" I asked looking up at him. 'Damn he really dose look like Tom Kaulitz..' I think 'Maybe he is?' "The doctor said in about 2 hours." He snapped me out of my thoughts. "Oh.. okay, thanks. By the way, I need to know your name now." She replied hastily. I see him stare at his hands nervously. What was so bad about his name? "It's Tom Kaulitz.." He said quietly returning my gaze with his big brown eyes. Oh my god!! I knew it! Her eyes widened and she squeaked in delight. "For real?!" I couldn't help but ask if this was a trick. "Yeah, it's me.. but don't say anything. I just wanted a friend who wouldn't get all obsessed and just use me for the band and clout." Oh.. poor tom. I never thought of it like that. I calmly reply with "I see.. I'm sorry but I was just excited. It must be hard finding true friends, I think I can help though." "How is that?" He asks with a sigh. "Maybe I can be your true friend." I whisper gently grabbing his hand.