KIARA POV
I was awoken to two knocks on my bedroom door.
"Come in!" I shouted, tiredly.
"I just wanted to say that, last night I didn't mean what I said. I don't actually love you. You know, like that. I just got my ego hurt, and I was a little drunk." Tom explained.
I scooted over on the bed, patting the spot next to me. Tom came over, laying down next to me. I pulled him into a tight hug. "I didn't mean it either, you're good for so much more then just sex." I kissed both his cheeks.
"What we had going was good, yeah?" Tom nodded. "Extremely good." I smiled, rubbing his cheek.
"So let's just keep doing that then, but if we're fucking each other is there really a point in fucking other people?" Tom mentioned, and honestly, there wasn't.
"No there is no point, you're right." I nodded.
"So let's just go back to before, even though we aren't in love with each other i'd still get jealous you were with another guy and vise versa." He said.
"So what you're saying is my body belongs to you only?" I whispered, tugging on his ear.
"Basically, yes." Tom whispered back, me and Tom's I guess you could say 'romantic' relationship was based on pure sexual attraction, not love and it should stay that way. Because I'd never want to ruin what we have.
"I have a shoot, scheduled for today. Do you wanna come with me?" I asked, pulling away from our hug.
"So what do I just watch a guy pound into you? I think that may just scar me mentally." Tom laughs.
"No." I shook my head. "Then what?" He looked at me confused. "A girl." I replied, simply. "Okay, i'll come." Tom nodded eagerly.
"You just want to see two girls in action, don't you horny bitch." I threw my head back, cackling. "I do wanna see that, yeah pretty hot." Tom agreed.
"You're so weird Tom, like actually." I giggled, nudging his shoulder. "I didn't know you've had sex with girls too." Tom said, a little taken back.
"Better then men half the time, just harder to find." I sighed. "Wow okay, thanks for that." Tom started to get up, acting upset. "You love fucking girls don't you?"
"I guess so yeah." He sighed, in defeat.
"Exactly!" I replied, smacking his butt. It clenched. "Stop with that! I thought we were over that phase!" Tom whined, covering his ass.
"Never over it." I say, sitting up. "Well, go get ready so we can leave." Tom pulls me up, I walk into the bathroom, popping a squat.
"You could at least close the door, it stinks." Tom slams my door shut, walking away.
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"Okay, i'm ready." I put my converse on, I was wearing black sweatpants and a black tube top. Nothing special.
"I'm ready too." Tom chugged down the last of his orange juice, before grabbing his keys. I held his hand as we walked to the parking garage.
"What's the address?" Tom asked, pulling his phone out. I took the phone from his hand, typing it in the maps app. "It's just a half hour away, not bad."
Tom pressed the elevator button, waiting for it.
"Can we get Starbucks, please." I followed up, pleading. "Sure." Tom shrugged getting in the elevator. "Eek! Thank you!" I squealed. "Are you doing strap or no strap?" He squeezed my hand, getting my attention.
"That was so random." I scrunched my face, furrowing my brows. "You still haven't answered." Tom clicked on his tongue a little. "No strap, I think?" I said confused.
"So then what like scissoring or?" The elevator door opened, Tom and I walked out, going to the garage. "There could be but I think she's just gonna finger fuck me i'm not sure." I wasn't really overthinking it much.
"Don't you ask for details before you book a job." Tom got into the car, I waited for him to unlock it getting into the other side. "No, not all the time." I responded.
"Have you ever had a real orgasm?" He asked. "Okay what is with all these questions and why are you so curious about everything." I snorted on my laugh.
"It intrigues me I don't know." Tom put his keys in the ignition, circling out this huge ass garage.
"To answer your question, a lot of the time they're faked because people like noises. You get paid up front right after but if the video does better then expected you get more." I explained.
"So you're gonna be getting a couple bands on the spot?" He just wouldn't stop asking questions.
"Yes, on the spot." I nodded. "Damn that's cool."
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I walked onto the set, my fingers tapping on the Starbucks cup as I waited for the director to come out with the girl I was gonna be with this time.
"Kiara, my favorite star!" The director clapped, giving me a hug. "Hi Danny, how's it going." I smiled. "It's going good, who's this?" He pointed to Tom.
"My best friend, Tom this is Danny... and Danny this is Tom." I introduced them, they both smiled and shook hands "He's gonna be watching? Your best friend?" Danny looked a little flabbergasted, but I didn't care.
"Oh yeah, I don't mind." I sat down in the chair fixing my tube top. "We'll this is Clara, you'll be working together today." Danny had his hand on her lower back nudging her towards me.
"I'm Kiara." I shook her hand, she was quite beautiful.
"Alright, let's get started!"
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BELOW HIS BELT || TOM KAULITZ
Fanfiction*DISCONTINUED* Kiara Dallas, 20 years old and living with Tom Kaulitz. Her best friend, both her and Tom had an app, mainly meant for photos of just below the belt. What happens when she matches with the guy who's her best friend? Will they find out?
