Apocalypse - Tom Kaulitz

P A R T F I V E

    I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I suddenly feel a gentle hand softly caress my shoulder, causing me to jump and turn around. I see Tom looking down at me, I look into his eyes trying to read him, but I fail to do so. He furrows his eyebrows tilting his head to the left to see my face better. "You good?" He says quietly, I look down at my book quickly shutting it and shoving into my bag on the ground to the right of the chair I'm sitting in. "Mhm." I mumble to him, using my sleeves to wipe my tear-stained cheeks. I sniffle once or twice, causing Tom to gain more worry in his tone. "Are you sure? I've been looking for you for like 20 minutes." He responded to me, pulling his hand from my shoulder, resting it on my lower back. I get a weird feeling in my stomach that I haven't felt in a while. The last time I felt that feeling was when the most popular boy in 8th grade told me he liked me, it went away when I found out it was just a dare. What is this feeling? I nod my head turning to look at him once again, locking eyes with him for what felt like an eternity. I swallow hard trying to get rid of the sudden lump in my throat, but it stays there making it harder to breathe.

    I go to clear my throat and stand up, but I feel a few more sets of eyes settle on me. I turn to my right and see the rest of the boys in a group staring at me with concern plastered all over their faces. My heart sinks to the bottom of my stomach, how long where they watching me? I try to play off my nervousness letting out a slight chuckle, trying to make this situation less awkward. They all look at one another before they walk over in my direction, Bill speaks first. "Hey Div.." he starts, looking into my eyes, "Are you okay?" he asks me slowly and softly. Instead of speaking, I just give him a small, sweet smile. I hope they don't continue to ask any more questions; Bill makes a small hum under his breath before glancing over at Tom whose hand is still resting on my lower back. Bill's face gains a smirk as he looks at Tom for a while, I look up at Tom as he rolls his eyes at Bill in return. Gustav giggles a little before his hand flies to his mouth stopping himself, making a small smile grow on my face. Tom pulls his hand away from my lower back and moves it to his face as he rubs his jawline. (PLS TELL ME YK WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT.)

    I put my right leg in front of my left leg and cross my arms awkwardly, not knowing what to do. "Well! We better get to class before we get in trouble." Georg says clapping his hands together and rubbing them. I hear a slight groan of annoyance come from Tom as he starts to walk towards the band. I swiftly turn around and grab my bag, flinging it over my shoulder. I make my way over to where the boys are walking and start walking behind them as we all head to our 4th period classes. Me and Tom have history next, while Bill, Gustav, and Georg share a class together. I just followed Tom to class since I haven't learned my way around the school yet. We eventually get to class about 5 minutes late since we decided to detour and walk around the halls and talk for a bit. Our conversation ends once we walk in the classroom, the kids were still getting seated and being quite loud. The teacher thankfully didn't notice that we walked in late, since she was too busy writing stuff on the board. We split paths as we head to our seats which are on opposite sides of the classroom from each other. The same boy who had spoken to me earlier sat to the right of me, he passed a note to me, his eyes not leaving the teacher. The teacher was very pretty, she looked to be in her late 20's, blonde hair, honey brown eyes. She also had a very sweet personality, everybody loved her, understandably. I opened the note careful not to rip the paper, "can u meet me in the detention room after this class?" it said, making me laugh slightly. I write a sure on the paper giving it back to him, gaining a smile from him in return.

    About 25 minutes passed by when the teacher started to say something to the class. "For the next two weeks, you guys are going to be working on a project about any of these past USA presidents." She said pointed to the board, where well over 30 names where listed. "Since it's still the first week of school I'm going to pick your partners, so you guys can make new friends and get to know each other!" She said excitedly, causing majority of the class to groan in response. She laughed a bit, as she turned around to grab her clip board. She started listing off names, some people happy and others not so much. I sat nervously, waiting for her to call my name. She eventually got to the last few groups. "And for the last group, Divianna and Tom!" She said looking back and forth between me and Tom, I just stared at her for a moment with my lips parted slightly. Are you fucking serious? I think to myself, I look over at Tom who is just looking at her. I take a breath before turning to grab my bag, the bell rings shortly after. The class begins to empty, leaving me, Tom, and the teacher. She gives me a smile and motions her hand towards her desk. I look over at Tom and walk to her desk, Tom follows quickly after. "Here's the president you guys will be doing your project on, if either of you have any questions, please feel free to ask!" She said to us, sliding a packet towards me. Tom looked down at her and licked his lips, making me roll my eyes playfully. I give the teacher a smile and make my way to the door, feeling Tom walking behind me still. I walk over to my locker occasionally looking down at my schedule since it had my locker number and combination on it. I eventually get to my locker, and notice Tom's name on the locker to the left of mine. My eyebrows drop slightly at the realization that Tom is my locker buddy. Be for real.

I put my books in my locker, since I have gym next so I won't be needing them. As I'm about to go to gym I remember the note, I raise my eyebrows a little and look around the halls trying to find the detention room. I finally get there and open the door, peaking my head in looking around. "Hi." a familiar voice speaks to me, I look at him and he smiles kindly at me. I can't help but smile back to him, he definitely got good genetics. He has green eyes, fairly tall, tan, brown fluffy hair that has to have girls swooning over, and his facial features are to die for. I ease into the classroom shutting the door behind me gently, he snakes his hand around my waist, leading me to a table. He turns us around and lightly pushes me to sit on the table, causing a small breath to escape from my lips. He leans towards me, as he starts to speak lowly. "I never got your name pretty lady." He says, making me grimace to the nickname. "Uh, Divianna." I say back quietly. "What's yours?" I continue, to try and fill the silence. "Leonardo, but you can all me Leo for short." He finally responds, moving his body closer to mine. He rests his right hand on my cheek as he leans into my face, I feel his hot breath hit my face lightly. He leans into my face, kissing me passionately. I don't kiss back, it feels wrong for some reason, i'm thinking about something else, someone else.

    His hand trails to my inner thigh, as his other hand stays on my cheek. As his hand begins to rub up and down my thigh, his kiss becomes rougher and less passionate, more needy. I don't want to kiss back, but for some reason I can't move, I can't pull away, I can't tell him to stop. Instead I kiss back, I grab his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss, he groans lightly into the kiss. He tugs at the waist of my jeans, slightly pulling away from my face. I put my hands over his, stopping him, I don't wanna fuck him. I just want to kiss him and be over with him, his face drops as he leans back in, continuing the kiss. I kiss him back hungrily, it's been so long since I've kissed someone like this, I've been craving this. He moves both of his hands to cup my cheeks, he smiles against my mouth, pulling away from me fully. "We can't be late for class, cmon, let's go." He says, putting his hand out helping me hop off the desk. I grab my backpack off the ground walking behind him quickly, closing the classroom door behind me. He walks off to some random group of boys, not saying a word to me, making me feel kind of embarrassed. Just as I walk up to the gym doors I feel a hand grab my arm tugging me into the janitors closet.

A/N ~ i have sm ideas for future chapters 🤩 i promise there's gonna be more exciting stuff with tom soon btw js work w me 😣😣 and im gonna include smut in this so when a chapter has ⚠️ in the name there's smut ! anywayss vote , comment , and lmk what u guys think of the book !