TUTOR || T.K

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MAY'S POV

"Dad..?" I question biting my inner cheek. "Yes, MayMay I need your help, bailing me out" My father states. "What idiotic thing have you done this time" I question his stupidity, probably got caught off the rails going on an overdose once again!

"MayMay that is no way to speak to your father." He raises his voice a bit. "Were you my father that night you took me out to buy drugs while mom was in the hospital, getting diagnosed? Or were you my father that night I cried out for daddy's love but you would never give it to me?"

My voice starts shaking, tears filling in my eyes, Tom starts to rub my shoulder as the other side of the phone gets silent. "MayMay please, I'll do better I can change, we can be happy." He says, I scoff tears falling out my eyes. "That's what you said the last fucking four times Albert." I reply.

"Oh, so we're back to Albert now? I knew I shouldn't have asked my bitch of a daughter to do anything for me, all because she never got daddy's love awe. Such a sad story you've got there Margaret, well guess what it's time to grow up." He says through the other line.

"Fuck you, don't call this number again. I don't want to hear from you ever again." I hang up the phone call sniffling. "Anyways where were we?" I give a fake smile, climbing back onto Tom. I lean into him, aiming for his lips. He stopped me before I could go anywhere though.

"Maysie? Are you okay?" Tom says with a concerned look on his face. "Yeah, fine." I dive in for a kiss once again but he blocks our mouths from making contact with his hand. "Tom, I'm fine really just let it go it's not that big a deal."

"Maysie, it is a big deal. Talk to me, I'm here for you. You know that." Tom says gently rubbing his thumb against my tear-stained cheek. "I just, I don't really wanna talk about it." I say quietly.

"That's okay, let me just be here for you." Tom pulls me down onto his chest, I lay down in silence as he strokes my hair hugging my body tightly. "I'm sorry." I say guilty. "Why are you sorry?" He asks holding my face, Tom wipes away some of the new tears that had fallen.

"I'm just dragging you into my problems, you can go home, I'll be okay." I smile weakly. "Bitch lay your ass back in the bed and let me hold you." Tom says, I chuckle lowly to myself lightly and lay back down. I still feel bad though, this really wasn't his issue.

I lay down snuggling into his warm body, his heat radiating off of mine. "I love you, when you're ready to talk I'm here." He says kissing my temple, I lay my head into the crook of his neck. "Can we go get icecream?" I ask, Tom smiles nodding and gets up.

"Thank you." I return his smile. "Can we take Bill and the guys with us too?" I question him. "You want them to go?" Tom replies confused.

"Yeah, I was hoping Bill would apologize but clearly that's not going to work. So, might as well be the mature one and fix things myself." I say. "That makes sense." Tom moves his head down slowly.

We put back on our clothes and walk over to the Kaulitz house, Tom and I walk in to see that Bill isn't on the first level. "Must be in his room." Tom says running up the stairs. "I got it." I nod and send him a smile. "You sure?" Tom asks, I nod once again.

I knock on Bill's door. "Ma, leave me alone." Bill says through the door. "It's not Simone, can I still come in though?" I ask in a soft voice, I can't be giving any mixed signals. This issue with Bill and I had to be fixed.

"Oh, um yeah you can." Bill says, I open the door greeted by a Makeup-less Bill sitting in his bed watching a movie eating skittles.

"Hi." I smile awkwardly. "Hello." Bill tilts his head at me. "Would you like to go get ice cream with all of us?" I question. "You want me to go?" Bill says. "Only if you'd like to." I smile warmly.

"I'd love to." Bill gets up to give me a hug. "I'm sorry MayMay." Bill says, I shudder at the sudden nickname. If only he knew the significance that nickname meant to me. "It's okay, I understand how you feel." I hug him back tightly, I missed Bill so much.

This was my issue, i'd forgive too easily but i'd never forget and for some reason I was always the one apologizing first. Even though most of the time I wasn't the one in the wrong, they were.

I close out our hug and smile, we walk out of Bills room, I see Tom sat in the middle of the staircase, licking his lip ring mesmerized by Jessica Alba's instagram post of her in a BATHING SUIT.

I snicker shaking my head, I put my index finger up to my lips telling Bill to be quiet, I walk down each step quietly till I get over Tom's head I get lower on my knees and put my head just over his. "TOM." I scream.

He shrieks like a little girl, his phone slipping from his grip. "Uh! What! I wasn't doing anything." Tom shakes his head as he looks at me.

"So if I were to go pick up ur phone it wouldn't be Jessica Alba in a bathing suit?" I tease him, honestly I didn't really care but I wanted to scare him.

"I uhm, I don't know! Stop putting me on the spot here." He talks very quick and scared. "Go get your phone let's go." I smack his back and run down the stairs, Bill runs down after me. Tom just sits there.

"Fuck are you waiting for hurry up." Bill says running out the door. Tom gets up grabbing his phone slipping it into his pocket, walking out the door. "You drive, I don't feel like it." Tom says throwing the keys at Bill.

We get into the car, Tom sits in the back knowing Georg was probably gonna steal the passenger seat. "Oh wait we forgot to even call them." I say pulling
my phone out, I call both Georg and Gustav, we get
the approval they aren't busy and head to their neighborhood.

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"Yo." They say in unison, hopping in the car. I lean my head back on Tom's shoulder as his hand grips onto my inner thigh tightly. I didn't want to be too lovey with Tom in front of Bill until more time passed. I still felt bad, even though he was the one that ended things.

"So, you guys are all good again right?" Gustav points back and fourth between the three of us. "Yeah, we are." I smile, Gustav starts snickering shaking his head.

"Why are you laughing?" I question him. 'i've always had a crush on Bill, not Tom, you know I hate that ghetto bitch' Gustav mimics my voice.

It was what I had said the first day Bill and I started dating. 'Why would I fall for someone who's probably picked up girls at a wendy's drive through' Georg follows up in a nasally voice.

"I don't sound like that!" I say kicking his shoulder with my foot. "Ew bitch your beat ass converse got my shirt dirty." Georg remarks. "Good, you deserved it."

I stick my tongue out at him. "Aw May, you've touched my heart." Georg says putting his hand on his heart.
"Shut the fuck up." I say, he starts barking at me.

"Bitch, don't fucking bark at me or i'll bark at you. ARF ARF" I bark. "I know i'm the goth one but y'all some furries for real!" Bill says switching his gear.

"Anyways... There's a party tonight we should go." He follows up. "What time?" I ask. "Umm like ten but we don't wanna be the first ones there so let's go at midnight." Bill says. "You wanna go?" I ask Tom.

"Sure." He smiles. "Who's throwing it?" Georg directs his question towards Bill. "Brody." Bill replies pulling into the ice cream place. "Sounds like a plan." Gustav says. I have this stinging gut feeling that this was a bad idea for some reason, but I was probably just being dramatic.

Right?