My stalker. ~Tom kaulitz~

Alexanders death wish.

2 days later

I lean on the palm of my hand staring outside, my thoughts where consumed by him.. even tho I hadn't heard of him after..

Flashback:

"if I approached you at that club that night and asked you on a date, I'd woo you, charm you, show you a pretty fake smile and treat you like a queen, all while lying to your face.. is that really what you want?" He tilts his head his eyes still pierced into mine..

I bite on my lower lip slightly, "focus, Ziara!" The teacher snapped, I flinch and nod quickly looking down at my paper, ofcourse the teacher had to interrupt my talk- don't blame this on the teacher now Ziara.. I gulp writing my info notes down even tho it was hard when I was thinking about my stalker 24/ of he day. I fix my composure crossing my legs over the other, come on Ziara just write and don't think about that phsyco..

The bell rings.

I gather my stuff quickly before glancing at the teachers eyes Who where focused on mine.. he signals his fingers to come over, I suck in a breath before walking towards him my bag clenching in my hand slightly. "You've been distracted quite a lot recently, is there a specific reason ms Ziara?" He asks while writing down some summary news concept questions, i bretah out.. "n-no just been tired.. not sleeping well.." I lie stuttering my words out. "Well then," he looks at me, "better get some sleep cause you know you can't pass this year until you A's that exam." He explains crossing his arms over his chest raising his eyebrows.. i nod and gulp, "I understand teacher.." I fiddle with my silver rings a bit.. "good then." He nods, "you can go now" he accepts and I nod slipping out of the room quickly.

Yes.. I'm so happy that was my last class today, I walk down the hallway stealing some glances of eyeing people before walking out of the building. These people had some staring problems for some reason. I sigh sitting down at the bus stop glancing around for the bus, mostly takes a while cause of busy buss driver that drives like a snail most of the time. I wait around for a while till i finally see the bus arrive, "yes" I hiss under my breath before stepping in the bus, scan my ticket and look around for a seat, great. I sigh, the bus was literally full.. I sigh in frustration walking trough the very thin path followed my old mens stare, oh how much I hate this city.. I smile as I successfully find a seat in the very back, unfortunate.. i sit down feeling the bus drive his way down the road.

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Toms pov:

I slam the door shut harshly walking towards the club, my footsteps hard and quiet. I continue feeling the blank stares of people but they mind there own business as I glare at them, I make it towards the club opening the door walking into a massive room filled with couches and poker tables. Men lounge on the couches with naked women draped over there laps shaking there ass or tits in there faces. At the back of the stage, a woman currently humping a pole while disgusting men are throwing dollar bills at her. Hung on the back of the wall Behind the performer is the ouroboros, Confirming the type of people who frequent this club. A full bar is alcohol. Probably $50,000 scrotch that tastes like ass. Then again, They probably enjoyed that taste since they think their own farts smell like flowers.

Woman in scantily clad clothing roam the room, Delivering drinks, and pretending to laugh at there lame jokes and— what the fuck? Ten feet away from me, a woman stands at a poker bar holding out her bare arm while an asshole stubs out his very little cigar on her skin. My face drops when I see that asshole is Alexander fucking Jospeh. Goddamit. smoke sizzles from her flesh, but she doesn't move an inch. In fact, she doesn't even flinch. I clench my jaw the fragile bones in my gums threatening to fucking crack. I force myself to stay calm as I walk over to the table, acting more interested in the game than I am in the girl.