"I wish I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes my heart skip a beat and how every time I'm with you, I feel so complete."
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Alexa Sinclair
"So, I go on the court right?" I started off, laughing as I tried to tell the story.
"Right." Abby popped a chip in her mouth, listening to me intently.
"I pretend to flash him for like the tiniest second, and then I got it in the net. Dude, i'm just saying, they better start taking women in the NBA." I patted on my chest, proudly.
"Oh yeah, for women with vendetta's against their boyfriends." She agreed.
"He's not my boyfriend! I'm mad at him." I reminded, she rolled her eyes.
"I—"
"Sinclair, I need your help, like right fucking now." My window burst open.
What the hell?!
"Um, no you don't! You lost that privilege." I stood up, seeing Tom immediately flop backwards onto my bed.
"Abby, i'm gonna pull my dick out so unless you're staying for the show..." He started to unbutton his jeans, what?!
"Oh my god?!" She covered her eyes, I stared at him with complete shock.
"No you're not pulling your dick out! What are you doing here?!"
Surely enough, his dick was out.
"Tom! Put that thing away!" I screamed, turning around. "Please shorty, help me."
I'm going to die, actually.
"Tom, put it away!"
"Just come over here, please." He groaned.
"I need help."
What does he need help with?!
I turned around, my eyes glancing to his—thing, my eyes filled with horror.
"Is it supposed to be that wide?!" I backed away, Abby sat on my bed, not looking at it.
"Tom, may I kindly ask you, why you decided to take your dick out? And maybe we can go from there?" I calmed myself down.
"Come here."
I walked over to him, squatting to the side of my bed, it had a huge rash going up the side of it.
"Why is it like that?!"
"I wasn't wearing boxers, with my sweatpants last night, and it's fucking chafing." He didn't even look at it, rolling his hips forward, it looks super freaking itchy.
"Why does that concern me?!"
"Because, you have girly shit to solve it! Please, it's a fucking pain." Tom whined, looking like he really wanted to scratch it.
"Don't hold it in here!" I winced, at the damn biggest dick id ever seen in my life.
Granted, it's the second one i've seen.
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THUGGIN TO LOVIN || TOM KAULITZ
Romance𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗫𝗔 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗥, growing up in Blythe Wisconsin, was easy. It was the right side of town, as the sheriffs daughter she never had to worry about much. But on Chesterfield... not so much. The opposing side of town held a lot of 'delinquen...
