KISS LIST || TOM KAULITZ

𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑅𝑇𝑌

MAIVY POV

"You're still together?" Katherine crossed her arms.

"Fuck off." I looked to Tom, he shook his head no. Telling me to not respond, I bit my tongue. Just raising my brows at her, not responding.

"You know what's quite funny to me? How forgiving Tom is, remember when you forgave Lucia for that incident at the party? Look where that got you." Katherine smirked.

"Maivy and Lucia are different people, if you weren't aware." Bill scoffed, talking for us.

"Are they really different people? I mean look at them!"She motioned to both Lucia and I, who was literally just fucking standing there not saying shit.

"At least I don't look like a whore." Lucia mumbled, picking at her nails.

I dug my fingernails into Tom's thighs, I didn't want to cause issues. If I were to speak, I don't know what would even come out.

I didn't want this interaction to last very long.

"At least I don't try to fuck a whole friend group." I mumbled back.

"I had him first!" Lucia screams slamming her hands against the lunch table. "I had him moaning with one stroke!" I shouted back.

"Oh my god." Gustav face planted into the lunch table.

Tom didn't respond, he just held his hands on my waist. Preventing me from launching at her, because we both knew I would.

"Well! Ive had sex with him more times then you I bet!" She said as a comeback. "No.." Tom whispered not looking at her.

"We've only had sex three times." I whispered in his ear. "Yeah." Tom confirmed, nodding.

He didn't have sex with her when they were together?

"I didn't fuck you Lucia, not more then twice." He shook his head, looking down. "Yeah we did." Lucia nodded. "Not while I was conscious." He murmured.

"It still counts!" Lucia defended. "No it doesn't!" We all said at the same at the same time, even Katherine...

She smacked her hand over her mouth, in shock looking at Lucia. "It counts! It happened!" Lucia yells. "I don't remember it!" They started to argue back and forth, oh my god do I hate her.

"Well I do!" ... "Well I don't!" ... "You're just a bitch who can't pull out when I want him to!" ...

"Maybe because your pussy stinks!" He shouted before lifting me off his lap and walking away.

"I couldn't feel it!" Lucia remarked, girl now I know she lying. He turned his back. "You woke my mom up!" He walked back to us.

"I don't recall!" She shook her head.

"Just like how I don't remember being inside of you!"Tom scoffed, oh my goodness. This wasn't gonna end well, not at all.

Lucia launched at him.

"You belong in the insane asylum, get off me!" He shouted, trying to push her off. But her grip held on strong, everyone in the lunch room was just watching this unravel. Don't hit back Tom, don't hit back.

Even though she would've deserved it, I don't want him digging himself in a deeper hole.

"Off!" Mr. Kramer yelled, pulling her off of Tom. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned my head. Seeing Gemma biting her bottom lip nervously.

"I don't have time for your bullshit, this is all your fault." I growled at her, walking over to Tom instead. "Please Maivy, she said she would kick me off the team!" Gemma pleaded.

"Fuck you." I replied simply, helping Tom up. "I forgave you." He says, getting up.

"So?" I shook my head a little. "So, she made a mistake too." Tom shrugs. "Her mistake was worse!" I whined.

"It wasn't, you did this it's all your fault. Not hers, you made that bet, she just happened to have been being blackmailed into telling Katherine." He says.

"Am I going to have to apologize for the rest of my life? I sat and begged and pleaded, isn't that enough? I know I messed up Tom, please." I held both his hands.

He lets go of my grip, putting his head down.

"I've already been destroyed once, I won't let it happen again." Tom licked his lips, not making eye contact. "What do you mean?" I tilted my head a bit confused.

"I wanna go on a break." He mumbled, quietly.

"So you wanna break up?" My voice cracked, as my eyes started to glisten. "No, I just want to be single for a little while." He put his hands in his pockets.

"So breaking up." I nodded, sniffling. "If you want to call it that then yes" He nodded back. "Why." I asked. "What do you mean why?" Tom scoffs.

"How long is a break to you? A week? A month? six months? A year?" My bottom lip quivered as I spoke. I was about to lose it, he was more then a bet to me.

So much more.

"I don't know Ivy." Tom scratched his brows, sighing. "What do you mean you don't know." I hit my hands against my knees, tears were starting to fall.

"I mean, I don't know." He replied, coldly.

"We can work it out Tom, it's us. We can go to therapy, we can go slow, we can not attend school for a little while. We can get through this." I started to ramble, before continuing, I wasn't done.

"We can figure it out, I promise." I smiled softly, rubbing his knuckles, he let go of my hand.

"Not if I don't love you, not anymore."