Shooting Star (with Tom Kaulitz) -By Starsky_001

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

-Angelina-

In about five minutes Tom and the others arrived.

Tom's knuckles were sore and bloody, just like the other guy's.

Tom looked at me and then back at Georg. He could see that I drank too much, but he didn't knew I took that pill.

"Sorry Tom, it all was under control... I wouldn't have taken them out if I knew Angelina would drink that much" Georg said to Tom.

"It's fine... y'all can stay here" Tom said emotionless grabbing my hand and then my waist. He knew that what's done is done, and there was no point in making a scene at the club. He then pulled me up and followed me to his car. I would still walk but it was hard. I wasn't just feeling the alcohol, the alcohol was feeling me.

He sat me down and buckled my seat belt.
He walked quickly around the car and sat in.

He began driving, slower than usual.

"I left you alone for five minutes, and this is how you get?" Tom said sounding mad.

"Not five minutes, you left me for a couple hours" I said playing with my rings.

"So, what did you drink tonight, and how much?" He sighed.

"I drank martinis, and some other drinks I don't remember the name of... and then I took shots" I said looking forward, at the road.

"Are you feeling okay, do you think you're gonna throw up?" He asked quickly looking at me.

"No I'm fine, I'm just dizzy. The road is moving... a lot" I said smiling.

"The road is moving? Mhm okay" he repeated my words.

"You were only drinking tonight, right?" He asked not expecting what I was going to respond.

"Well there was this girl, she gave me a pill" I said calmly.

"A pill?!" Tom raised his voice. But he didn't sound angry, he sounded worried.

"Yeah, the girls name was Molly no- Holy, I think" I said.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Tom said pulling over cuz we arrived back home.

He got out and then helped me get out as well. I supported myself in his arms and he followed me to the door.

The house was empty, no guards- nobody.

He closed the door behind us and pushed me lightly against the door.

"Why the fuck did you take molly?" he asked with anger in his eyes.

I just laughed, he looks funny when he's mad.

"Is this funny to you?" He said angrily.

"No, no" I said trying to get myself together.
I felt my body getting heavier, and my knees getting weaker. I started to slide down the wall, though Tom was still holding me.

I sat down on the floor and closed my eyes. Tom bent down in front of me, still holding me.

"Angelina" Tom said patting my face lightly.

"Angelina, answer me when I'm talking to you" he repeated patting me twice and harder.

I opened my eyes and looked at him- "I can't feel anything, hit me" I said smiling.

Tom slapped me hard without smiling like I was and grabbed my face afterwards, making me face him.

"Again" I said, and then he slapped me again, harder. I still couldn't feel it.

I tried to get up knowing that slapping won't bring me back to my consciousness, but Tom grabbed me and pulled me back down. Then he placed his hand on my heart to make sure I was breathing.

"How many fingers am I holding?" Tom said putting his hand in front of my face.

"A million" I said laughing. Obviously he Wasn't holding up a million fingers but it was too many for me to count or even see. Everything was so blurry.

"Why were you taking pills from strangers, how fucking stupid are you?" He said rudely.

"She told me it will make me feel the alcohol better and that it provides from having a headache the morning after drinking" I said trying to remember what the girl told me.

"That's paracetamol, you dummy" he said checking my pulse again.

I couldn't help but smile. This situation was somehow funny to me.

"Why are you smiling, this isn't funny" Tom said looking both angry and worried at me.

"It's funny because I understand how serious this is, but I can't feel anything and it just becomes funny" I said trying to get up again.

"No you will stay here until I know you're ok and can stand up on your own" Tom demanded.

"I can, I promise, just let me try" I said looking up at him.

"Yeah, no" he said looking over at the kitchen.

Tom laid me back against the wall and made sure I was sturdy. Then he quickly walked to the kitchen and brought back a tall glass of water for me.

"Drink this" he said making me chug the water. The water started spilling as he held it up against my mouth. He used his other hand to hold my head up.

When I drank half of the glass he pulled the glass away so that I would have time to breathe normally. He wiped away the water from my chin and then made me drink the rest of the glass.

"Let me take you to bed, let's go" Tom said picking me up from the floor.

He brought me to his bed and laid me carefully down. He took off my heels and my clothes. I was only wearing my lingerie underneath. But then he took one of his shirts and dressed me up.

The last thing I remember was falling asleep in his arms. I felt safe, although I was still scared of him.