Forbidden Love || Tom Kaulitz

She was the one

I knew exactly what he wants me to do.

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Toms POV -

I knew Ashley understood what I was trying to tell her. She's a smart girl, I just hope she will actually do it. I need her to prove she would do anything for me. I need to know that she wants to be here. I need the reassurance. I looked towards Katya, she needed to go. She was great but she wasn't what I wanted. I want Ashley. I tried to fight it, but no matter how hard I tried, my mind still landed on her.

We pulled into the garage, I shot Ashely one last glare. She stared deeply into my eyes through the mirror then looked towards Katya before slowly getting out of the car. My eyes followed her as she walked away. She made a stop at the door, turning back to me. A dark grin crept upon her face as she gripped the gun in her hand tightly. She winked at me before turning around and stepping through the door. Her evil stance had me weak. She's so seductive and that's how I know she's the one. I swung the car door open and started to make my way inside before I heard rapid footsteps from behind. I felt someone's arm intertwine with mine, stopping me in my tracks.

"I'm sorry Tom, I promise I'll do better next time" Katya said softly as she held onto my arm.

"It's fine" I smiled before grabbing her face and pressing my lips against hers.

I thought Katya could be a distraction from Ashley, but I was wrong. When I'm with her all I can think about is Ashley. I couldn't get her out of my head. I let go of Katya's face and continued to walk inside. I watched as Ashley turned the corner and walked closer to, her room. I'm praying she understands.

Ashley's POV -

I shut myself in my room, throwing the gun onto my bed. I quickly slipped out of my dress and kicked off my heels. I grabbed a hoodie and pyjama shorts and threw them on before tying my hair up into a bun. I picked up the gun, letting my fingers run against the cold steel. I smiled low to myself. I knew that Tom wanted me to kill Katya. It was so obvious. I've wanted to do this for the longest time and now that I know I won't be punished. I couldn't be more excited. I turned around and started to walk closer to the door until I saw my reflection in the mirror. I stood in front of it, the gun still in my hand as I looked at myself. Here I am, about to take the life of a girl that's in the same situation as me, and for what? Tom? I hate her and I can't wait to have her gone for good, but do I really want to be the one to do it? I shook the thoughts out of my head and continued to walk. This was Tom's plan not mine, so I have no reason to feel so guilty. This is on him.

I opened the door and quickly put the gun in my pants. I made my way down the hallway before scanning around the kitchen, then the living room. She was nowhere to be seen. I sighed, dropping my shoulders before slugging off to Bills room. I had an idea. I lightly knocked on the door before slightly opening it, leaving a small crack. I noticed his shadow from in the bathroom, so I took a step inside. He began to walk out of the bathroom, drying his hair off with a towel before I began to speak.

"Hi Bill" I smiled as he looked up from the floor.

"Hello" he said throwing the damp towel onto the floor.

"Can I have a cigarette?" I questioned in a sweet voice.

"Yes" he said as he rolled his eyes.

I smiled as he turned around. I felt bad. The only time I would talk to him was if I wanted something or needed something, never even asking how he was. I couldn't find the courage to talk to him since we last fought. It had been so long since then and I still hadn't apologised for the way I acted. I felt worse and worse about it each day that went on. I walked over to his bedside table and opened the almost empty packet of cigarettes, grabbing two. I slipped the lighter next to it in my pocket and turned around.