BELOW HIS BELT || TOM KAULITZ

(★) CHAPTER 5 (★)

KIARA POV

I clutch onto Tom as we walk around the Walmart getting some groceries.

I had one hand wrapped around his waist, his was thrown around my shoulder as we walked.

I crouched down to get some Nutella, letting go of him but when I stood back up it was always like this. I loved hugging Tom, his hugs were so warm and comforting.

I place it in the cart we were both pushing with one hand each.

"Oh my god! You're such a cute couple how long have you been dating!" An old lady stops in front of us.

I loved teasing people in public.

"Oh me and Kiara? Seven years now right babe?" Tom asks, trying to calculate the years.

"No! It's been six, I swear Tom, you always do this!" I laughed. "Oh right! Yeah it's seven years in three months." He nodded slowly.

"Yeah! I met him in middle school and we've been together ever since." I agreed. "Wow! Any kids?" She looked to both of us.

"Oh yeah, two at home twins! Their uncle Bill is watching them, we hired him as a nanny." Tom says. "Yeah, do you want to see some photos?" I asked.

"Of course!" She smiles brightly, I took my phone out showing her photos of Tom and Bill when they were younger.

"Yeah that one's Nick, and that one is Colby." Tom pointed to himself, first.

Nick.

"Oh wow! So cute!" She zoomed in a little. "Yeah! I'm pregnant again! This time with a girl, Luna." I explained. I saw Tom slightly scrunch his face up.

Weirdo.

"Yeah, we aren't married yet though her ring is at the cleaners." Tom said. "Well yeah! It was nice talking to you but Bill works by the our and he up charges if we're late." I replied.

"Oh of course honey! Go to your kids!" She started to wave goodbye, we waved back, starting to walk away.

Tom and I start to snort on our laugh as we walk. Before bursting out laughing. "I cannot!" I yelled slamming my hand against the handle of the cart.

Both of our hands started to flap around until we were basically hitting each other. He pushed me lightly causing me to send a full force push into the shelf.

"What the fuck!" He rubbed his arm, looking to me with wide eyes. "Don't push me bitch." I moved his hand off the cart, walking away.

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"I love you Tom." I smiled, eating a fry.

"The switch up is crazy." Tom giggled, munching into his burger. "It do be dont it!" I spread out on the booth laying my head in his lap.

"Fry me." I opened my mouth, Tom grabbed a handful of fries, shoving them in my mouth. I closed my mouth eating them all.

"The no gag reflex is crazy." Tom goes back to eating his burger. "I'm a good dick sucker, don't play with me i'm like the Shakespeare of penis's." I said proudly.

"If you're the Shakespeare of penis's can I be the Shakespeare of vaginas?" Tom popped a nugget in my mouth. "Have you made a girl squirt?" I squinted.

"Mhm, maybe like four or five." Tom nodded. "Four or five is crazy." I mimic him. "It could've been six but she kicked me out." Tom sighs.

"That's so sad, are you like broken and depressed now?" I asked, pouting my lips.

"Shut up pussy loose bitch." Tom pulls on both of my ears. "Shut up moaning other name bitch." I bang my head against his crotch, harshly.

His eyes go wide as he groans out of pain. "Deserved."

I lift my head up out of his lap, moving to the other side of the booth. "I think you broke it with your hard headed self." He places his hands on his crotch, pulling at his pants.

"I hope you never have sex again." I remarked.

"We should go to a college party." Tom bit into his burger. "That was so random and off topic."

"Yeah but we never have fun anymore and we're the same age as all of them, so why not." He shrugged. "True." I agreed. "There's one tomorrow, and tomorrow we have off. So let's go." Tom glanced up at me.

"Can I dress like a slut?" I grabbed another fry. "No." Tom replies, simply.

"Why not?" I leaned forward, on my elbows. "Because I have to watch over you and i'm not letting anyone touch you or take you into one of the random rooms." Tom shook his head, he was always so protective.

"I think I can handle myself." I said in response.

"I know you can, but I still love and care for you so no." Tom put his burger down, now taking a sip of his coke.

"Why do you always have to be nice when i'm trying to piss you off." I whined. "Because I know you're trying to piss me off so it makes it that much harder."

"Well, wouldn't it be boring if it was just us with a bunch of random college kids partying?" I pointed out. "We can invite everyone else." Tom said.

"I want my own friends, who are girls." I rested my head on my fists, just waiting for him to finish up eating his food.

"What i'm not good enough for you now?" Tom said offended.

"Don't get jealous now."