BELOW HIS BELT || TOM KAULITZ

(★) CHAPTER 2 (★)

TOM POV

"Oh!" Bella moaned, I scrunched my brows a little as I thrusted into her.

"Fuck, Kiara." I grunted, before my body went stiff.

Bella suddenly pushed me off her. "Shit i'm sorry I didn't mean to.." Oh fuck my life. "Just get out." She pointed to the door, I sigh scrambling for my stuff.

I put my clothes back on, exiting her house. I don't even know what the hell happened, or how THAT happened. Or how i'd be able to look at Kiara after.

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KIARA POV

I put my fuzzy slippers on, getting out of bed. It was 10AM, I couldn't fall asleep till 5 though because I was thinking about what had happened.

I go to the bathroom, finishing up my business. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, hair and changed before going to make myself some coffee.

Tom emerged from his room, not even taking a glance at me. Weird, but helpful for me because I don't think i'd ever look at him the same.

"How'd it go?" I clear my throat, pouring some coffee out of the pot. "Horrible." He plopped on the couch face first. "What happened?" I asked putting some butter on my toast.

"I said a different girls name and she kicked me out." Tom says muffled. "Oh my god, of course she did I would too!" I smacked his butt, sitting next to him.

"Don't smack me I didn't mean too!" His ass clenches before he sat up.

"Hold me, I was so lonely last night." I hugged him, Tom hugged back resting his head on my shoulder. "We should go out today." He suggested.

"Just let me hug you and shut up." I pushed him back on the couch laying next to him. Tom complied holding my body gently. "Tighter I like compression." I said wrapping my legs around his waist.

He wrapped his arms tightly around me. "Thank you." I sighed, giving Tom a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you Tom, even though your a big fat whore." I giggled, squeezing his butt cheek. "Stop with that." He smacked my hand off.

"Say it back." I whined. "I love your whore ass too." Tom laughed, ruffling my hair. "You're the bigger whore." I remarked. "Do you even know your own body count?" Tom came back at me.

"Do you even know yours?" I replied. "You know we should figure out our body counts." Tom nodded. "Yeah probably, it can be like a fun project!"

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"Okay, i've narrowed it down have you?" Tom looks up at me from his poster. It was three hours later, after some digging and phone calls, we've finally came up with our exact body count,

"I have, you go first though." I suck my lips in, it was bad. REAL BAD. "209 beat that." Tom slams his poster on the table. "210!" I squeal, slamming mine as-well.

"I have to go." Tom grabs his stuff getting up. "What where are you going now, I was so bored last night!"
I pull his arm. "I need to go have sex with five girls." Tom says going into his room.

"Why do you need to have sex with five girls?!" I yell out. "So my body count is higher then yours!" He yelled back. "Tom just come lay with me please, go tomorrow!" I groan, kicking my feet.

"How do you have a larger body count then me, that's embarrassing! For me!" He pats on his chest. "Toupee just come lay down." I point at the couch.

"Toupee?" He turned his back, looking at me weird. "Yeah, it's a cool nickname. I like it, now come." I said the last part sternly.

Tom lays down next to me. "You can't be calling me that Kiara." He said snickering. "Best friend." I tug on his braids. "Yes best friend?" Tom responded.

"I think that other people would find our relationship so weird." I laughed a little. "Yeah I don't think it's weird but other people might." He nodded.

"Like I could kiss you right now and it wouldn't be weird but other people would think we're a couple or something." I shrug.

Tom turns his body, laying flat down he put his arm out I laid on his arm as we stared at the ceiling not saying anything. "I want true love." Tom suddenly said. I whipped my head to face him.

"You want true love? What happened to love for one night." I questioned. "Yeah but i'm getting older now, I wanna be one of those boyfriends that does everything for their girlfriend." Tom smiled a little.

He was such a good guy.

"You'd be a good boyfriend Tom, but i'm scared for when we do start actually dating people." I suck on my bottom lip. "What why?" He asks.

"I don't wanna have a boyfriend if he doesn't let me do all this with you. You're my platonic soulmate." I curve my lips a little happily.

"You're mine too." Tom smiled, rubbing my arm.

"I don't want a boyfriend but at the same time I want one so bad. He can have a small dick I don't care! Just treat me right!" I put my head into his chest.

"You sure you want a small dick? Your pussy isn't loose after those 210 people yet?" He furrows his brows. "What the fuck!" I hit my head against his chest now.

"It's not loose!" I shook my head.