Pain Of Love (Y/N x Tom Kaulitz)

Drunk words, sober thoughts. (23)

Y/N POV:

"Tom, you don't mean that. You're drunk."
I said to him, he drunkly denied.

"Noooooooo, I mean it. You're so pretty and funny and kind and amazing and cool and I love you. I've loved you since the night of the party I first saw you. I love you, I love you, I love you."
I was stunned at his words, he couldn't mean it, right? Aleyna always told me... drunk words are sober thoughts. But people do dumb things when they're drunk, it couldn't be true.

"Close your eyes, Tom. You need to sleep."
I tell him, he suddenly pulled me into bed with him.

"I'll sleep if you're with me."
I sighed and wrapped my arm around him, waiting to hear his snores so I could get up.

It wasn't long until he was knocked out, I carefully escaped from his grasp and made my way out of the door. Seeing Bill passed out on the couch and Aleyna watching TV beside him, they really were twins.

"Aleyna, come here!"
I whispered to her, I looked over at the table seeing her half drunken glass. Which was surprising, since usually she drinks a lot more than just half a glass. She stood up and came over to me,

"Aleyna... Tom told me he loved me."
She gasped, but covered her mouth in order to stay silent. She whispered back to me,

"WHAT?!"
She smiled in excitement for me, but I know he was just being dumb and it was the alcohol making him like that.

"But he was drunk, he couldn't have meant it, right?"
I say back to her, she rolled her eyes before replying.

"Y/N, what have I always told you? Drunk words are sober thoughts, he must have meant it! Seriously, we all see the way he looks at you."
Ley assures me, I have a short think about it. I mean, she wasn't wrong. I still couldn't believe it.

"What do I even do? I didn't say anything back to him."

"You need to tell him when he wakes up!"
I immediately shook my head no as she said that. No way.

"How do I casually mention, oh when you were drunk you said you loved me, is that true? How?"
I asked her, mimicking her words.

"Literally just say that exact thing, oh my god and you two will finally date!"
Is she dumb?

"You're no help, of course I can't say it like that!"

"Okay then, why don't you just be like, you were really drunk last night, you said a lot of strange things. So then he would obviously ask what he said, and then just tell him!"
I pondered her idea, it wasn't too bad.

"I don't know, maybe. Goodnight."
I say to her, before entering back into my room, I hear gags. I run in and see Tom puking in the bag I gave him, yuck!

"Are you okay?"
I asked, not really wanting to get near him. He finished up and twisted the bag shut.

"Sorry..."
He said, before quickly passing out back to sleep again. I sighed and picked up the twisted bag, trying not to look at it since it grossed me out.

I took it back downstairs to the rubbish bin, now I don't have to worry about him puking in his sleep I guess.

I head back upstairs and get into bed with him, laying behind him and slowly drifting off to sleep.

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

I wake up to the ruffling of the sheets. I freak out for a split second, before looking over to see it was just Tom. Stretching out his arms with a yawn, he glances over at me and places a small kiss on my head.