Pain of Love - Tom Kaulitz

Jealousy

It's been just over a week since I've moved in with Tom. And since the first night, neither of us have even come close to touching each other again.

Mainly because I've rarely seen him, often going days without doing so. He's up early and back late, taking calls or in his office all day. I began to believe he's avoiding me and completely forgotten about our deal. Though I can't bring myself to ask him about it, instead reminding myself of how much work must go into running an empire like his. I really hadn't realised how busy his life was.

Though I'm also afraid of what might happen if we do kiss again, that we won't be able to stop. I've never been afraid to go further with a guy, in fact I usually enjoy it. But with him it's different. Tom's made it pretty clear that he wants to fuck me, which doesn't make it easier. He'd be taking my virginity—something I'm not sure he's aware of.

Why does it turn me on but scare the shit out of me at the same time?

But it's so much more than just intimacy, it's feelings I've never experienced, never thought I'd even have.

And it terrifies me.

What comes with getting romantically involved with someone like Tom? Am I potentially putting my life on the line? He's constantly with other women, and the last thing I want is to be just another one in that pattern.

Perhaps with these reasons, it's me who's been avoiding him. My days have been consisting of getting into shape and moving my personal belongings into to my new bedroom. Tom had some of my things brought over just as promised, god knows how he'd managed to do so.

Much to my surprise, he had also agreed to take me shopping when I claimed I wanted more out of our deal last night.

"Tom," I had sighed boredly, pacing around in his office.

"Hm?" He responded, eyes not flickering away from the screen as he typed away at his computer.

I hopped onto his desk, sat with a bashful smile as I asked him. "Can I go shopping? I'm missing a couple of necessities."

"If I say yes will you let me work?" He murmured, and I wondered if he even heard me correctly.

I nodded eagerly, my bottom lip tucked between my teeth. He sighed, leaning back and pulling out his wallet and my eyes widened. In his hand were more hundred dollar bills than I could count.

"Are you sugar daddying me?" I mused playfully, shocked by the stack of money that casually appeared from his wallet.

"If that's something you're into," he shrugged, smirking at me. "Take it. Knock yourself out. I want you to have everything you need."

Roxy and I were driven into Manhattan that same day and it's safe to say that I did knock myself out, not that it would cause a significant dent in Tom's bank account, anyway.

It was a dream come true. I bought everything I could possibly need, from clothes, shoes, and beauty products to designer bags. I returned with more bags than I could carry, Tom's shocked expression enough to make me crack up. Even a day later, his credit card still circulates in my mind, never having been spoiled like that in my life.

Maybe moving in with Tom wasn't such a bad idea after all. I have no idea why he's spoiling me so much. Georg even mentioned that he's never gone to these lengths with anyone before, which flattered me even more.

I was on a high from everything I had bought, especially when it came to the end of the week and I heard Tom mention something about Zimmer 483, offering me to accompany him.

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"Schatz, are you ready?" Tom's voice echoes at the other side of my door.