THUGGIN TO LOVIN || TOM KAULITZ

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗬-𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡

"Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young."
—
Alexa Sinclair
-the following couple of weeks-

Tom got invited to this college back to school thing, and even though he is not going back his friends still wanted him to go for the party afterwards. Well, not really a party.

More so, a barbecue at a very expensive sorority house. He made me come.

Which means all of us had to tag along. Except for my dad. It does not seem like his scene.

About an hour into watching rich people talk about stupid stuff, Abby and I got bored and wanted to conduct a little game.

I held Melody in my arms. "Okay, let's go." I whispered to Abby, moving to Ezra.

He stood by the kitchen island, in deep conversation with someone.

I put my baby in his face, with no context.

His brows furrowed, awkwardly taking her from me. He didn't say much about it.

She kicked her feet against his stomach in protest, yeah no.

I took her back, mumbling a "thanks"

We wanted to see if she could tell which one of them was Tom.

We walked through the huge house, trying to spot some of his friends that were trusted to hold my baby.

I narrowed my eyes to Matthew, knowing he was our next victim. "Him. Let's go." I discreetly pointed to the blonde.

Abby walked alongside me, as we reached Matthew who had been sitting on the couch. I put Melody in his face.

"There's the girl of the hour." He smiled, taking her from me. She rested easily against him, but the way he was holding her made me cringe.

"You suck at holding babies." Abby informed, taking her back.

"You put her in my face."

Yeah. Well.

"We're conducting an experiment. Shhh." I put my finger against my lips, trying to find out where Connor was.

I spotted him in the backyard, making a beeline for him. I couldn't have Bill or Ryder hold her, she was too smart for that.

I think.

"Incoming." I warned, once we reached the patio chairs. I placed her flat in his lap.

He held her up in the air, smiling. She cracked a tiny smile, and made blubbering noise.

That's the best we've gotten so far.

"Give me back my baby." I put my arms out, he handed her back.

"Okay, time for the real deal." Abby nudged me, nodding her head to Tom. He was playing pool, while having a beer.

Ugh. He always beats me at pool.

I went to my fiancé— woah, that feels weird to even think.

He saw me from his peripheral vision, setting his pool cue down. I handed him our baby, as her tiny hands immediately wrapped around his finger. He pulled her shirt down, and fixed her little bow.