Different worlds|| Tom Kaulitz

Chapter 20

Y/n's POV

I woke up early today since I've got nothing else going on I might as well make myself useful to him so I made him breakfast, I danced in the kitchen while listening to his songs and maybe a few couple hours I was finally done so I placed it on the table and perfect timing I heard his bedroom door open soon I saw him walking out of his room and into the kitchen table where I was and the food was.

"Good morning, Here I made you breakfast." I smiled widely and was excited for him to try my home cooked meals.

He gave me a cold look and exhaled sharply before walking past me and my smile suddenly dropped.

"Hey, where are you going?"

He ignored me.

He grabbed his keys and put on his boots still rudely ignoring me.

"Hey." I gently placed my hand on his shoulder and he pushed it away harshly.

"I'm going somewhere, you run and I will blow that fucking head of yours." He said coldly.

And then he left.

I walked back in the kitchen and looked at my warm meals I pouted before placing them in the fridge for later, he didn't even taste them.

All day I did do anything except clean or watch TV, I miss my mom and my brother so much I wonder why they haven't looked for me yet or even my friends.

At noon I took out my food that I made earlier and that's what I ate for lunch it was very good I did a very good job with it.

At dinner I ate alone...again it's very quiet and a bit depressing for me only the sounds of the TV in the house as I was washing the dishes on the sink I heard Tom's voice from the TV so I sprint in the living room to watch him.

His face was so serious I could tell something was going on in his mind, his dark aura made him look fucking hot I bet the fans will go crazy.

"And who is this beautiful girl next to you?" The Interviewer asked him while showing a picture of him and a girl in a club kissing.

I went back to the kitchen to finish my plates, who was that girl? And is that what Tom has been doing? Did that happen last night and that'll explain why he was drunk. I mean who am I? I'm just a girl he abducted I have no rights to complain.

Just then I heard the front door open just in time that I got done cleaning the dishes I wiped my hands and rushed to him in the front door, there I saw him taking off his boots with a grumpy plaster on his face, but I smiled widely like a little kid.

"Hello Tom Good evening I saw you on TV today." I followed him throughout the house.

He ignored me completely.

"Are you hungry? I still have some spaghetti leftovers."

"I already ate." He replied.

So dry.

"Oh okay then how was your day?"

He crashed on his couch I could tell it was long but I wanted to hear his story so I sat next to him.

"Take your jacket off please." I told him.

He reluctantly followed me and leaned back on the couch before he sighed deeply.

"And your bandana please." He opened his eyes shooting me with a glare before he reluctantly took his bandana off and gave it to me.

"Do you want me to give you backrubs?"

"You know how?" He asks.

I chuckled and nodded.

The next thing I knew I was giving him a full body massage and I think he likes it because every time I hit the right spots on his body he moans and groans I couldn't help but laugh lightly, this could be our life if we were married now.