BELOW HIS BELT || TOM KAULITZ

(★) CHAPTER 19 (★)

KIARA POV

I was on the way to work with Tom.

We had the music on full blast as we drove, all the windows down. I suddenly felt a buzzing in my pocket. I motioned downwards with my hand, signaling for Tom to turn down the music.

I furrowed my brows seeing that it was Danny calling me. "Hello?" I said, confused while putting the phone on speaker.

"Hi, Kiara! Is Tom with you?" He asked, I looked to Tom. "Yeah why?" He was about to talk but was cut off by someone honking their car at Tom.

"Motherfucker!" He shouted, honking back.

"Holy fuck!" I screamed, covering my ears at the horn. "He just cut me off, did you see that?!" Tom leaned forward in his seat, squinting his eyes.

"Just ignore him, what's up?" I patted Tom's shoulder telling him to calm down. "

"Yeah so we were hoping to have you and Tom- SUCK A BAG OF DILDOS BITCH!" Tom cut him off, swerving. "Oh my fucking god!" I shouted.

"It's because i'm not from here isn't it?!" He started to race a random person on the street. "I'll call you later Danny this is interesting." I laughed, then hung up.

"You got him Tom!" I squealed, he swerved through another car, they were right beside each other.

He rolled his window down, screaming some bullshit. "You gonna let me take a spin on your girl!?" The guy in the car besides us screamed, and then sped off.

I saw his grip tighten on the steering wheel, this was like fast and furious oh my god.

Tom had trapped him in a dead end oh no, not another fight. He pressed all the way down on the breaks, stopping immediately after him.

"Tom, let's just go to work.. let it go." I tried convincing him. Tom went to the back of the car, grabbing his bat.

"No Tom!" I screamed, he had smashed one of his windows. Before running back to our car, Tom threw the bat to the back, and quickly sped off.

"What the hell was that for?!" I yelled, was he out of his mind. "Sorry got a little mad, that's all." Tom relaxed his body, pretending as if nothing happened.

"ARE YOU FUCKING-"

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I kept stocking the ramen, feeling that guy from the other day behind me. My hands started to shake as I continued to stack.

He made me so nervous, all he would do was come to Walmart just to watch me. He wouldn't even buy anything.

I felt him walk past me, his hand grazing my lower waist. I tensed up, taking a seat on the ladder.

I looked behind me, seeing him just watching. I took my phone out to text Tom. "Aisle A6." Was all I sent before turning my phone off and putting it away.

I tapped my leg up and down nervously. He leaned against the opposite side of the aisle.

I saw Tom turning his head both ways at all the aisles before showing up in mine. My tensed up body relaxed seeing him. "Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.

Tom bent down to my level, rubbing my knees.

I pointed to the guy behind me with my eyes. "Hey, you got a problem?" Tom shouted, peeking his head to the side as he held my hand, reassuringly.

"Is she yours?" He shouted back. "Not mine but she's not yours either!" Tom hissed. "Sorry man, just interested in her." He chuckled.

Why can't people just ever leave me alone?

"She's just barely twenty 'man' you should walk away." He mimicked him. "She seems legal to me." He started to walk closer, I kept my head down, not speaking.

"Just-" Both of our walkie talkies went off. "Come to my office, now." The manager said, I gulped standing up. Tom grabbed my hand walking away.

"Seems like everyone wants you Ki." He threw his arm over my shoulder, keeping me close to him. I just wanted to change the subject.

"Do you think we're in trouble?" I questioned worriedly. Tom shook his head. "Nah, probably just either a lecture for being late or what just happened." "I hope so." I sighed.

We quickly got inside her office. "So what's up?" Tom sat down in the chair next to me.

"What's up is you're both fired." She replied.

"What why?!" I raised my voice. "This is why." She pulled out her laptop, opening it. It started to play on the video Tom and I had made... with Clara.

I licked my lips in, swallowing dryly. "It's just Walmart come on, how else do you expect us to make better money?" Tom scoffed.

"Guess how many views it has." The manager slammed her laptop shut. Tom and I shrug at the same time.

"Ten million." She says with a straight face.

My jaw propped open, as I leaned forward in my chair. "Ten million?" I whispered, lowly. "Ten fucking million Kiara." Tom replied, covering his mouth.

"Yeah, so you're fired. Don't come back here again, you can turn in your work phones with Shelly." She said, before standing up.

I scratched my brows, resting my elbows on the chair. I heard the door shut behind her, as I sat there analyzing what had just happened.

I didn't expect for me and Tom to just get fired like that. I mean I didn't expect for the video to blow up that much at all, I was expecting like... 500k views.

But ten million is absolutely insane. I sighed as I was thinking to myself, turning my face to look at Tom as we both stared at each other.

"So, Target?" We say in usion