𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 | 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

➤ 𝓡𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓮 𝓞𝓯 𝓐 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻 | 𝓣.𝓚

5 years later..

It's been so long. We're older now..

We're both twenty five and thriving as we live our best lives.

Sometimes I can't believe we've made It this far.

Gustav has his own daughter as he's happily married now.. and Georg's travelled all around the world with his girlfriend.

Tom and I finally have moved In Into the house of our dreams, In which he constructed and designed himself.

Bill's house Isn't farther than a few minutes from ours and he comes over from time to time. He's living his life by partying a lot with his best friends and exploring new things with new opportunities for him and the band.

"Hi, Sun!" I call out as I entered my house, coming home from another shoot. Petting our golden retriever.

"Who's a good boy?" I ask, kneeling down to play with him as he panted.

"Yes you are!" I spoke In a baby voice.

"That "good boy" just chewed half of my shoes, baby." Tom chuckled as he entered the hallway, carrying our cat named "Star" In his arms.

I chuckled and stood up, holding Toms face. "Hi." I spoke with a smile, giving him a peck on the lips.

"How was work, meine liebe? (my love?)" Tom spoke, wrapping one of his hands around my waist.

"The usual! At least they got me coffee this time." I giggled.

"Hey, Star!" I spoke cheerfully. Petting Star, the cat we named after the same star I saw that one night that brought me back to life all of those years ago as Tom held her In his arms.

"Bill took out moon for a walk, not sure when they're coming back." Tom spoke, talking about our other Golden pup.

I giggled with a nod. "Mmn, you're wearing your bun today. And did you trim your beard?" I spoke, caressing Tom's face.

"Maybe, I didn't want to look like a mess In the pictures." Tom spoke along, winking at me.

"What pictures?" I ask, confused with a smile on my face.

"Uhm.." Tom spoke, putting a hand on the back of his neck. "Paparazzi pictures. You know, since we're going out to that date today." He added on.

"Why? Am I not allowed to look good along with my girlfriend? Or do you just have to take the spotlight away from me every time?" Tom giggled.

I furrowed my brows and Tilted my head, curious to see what he was visibly sugarcoating about. "Yeah yeah whatever.." I chuckled.

"Sure.. alright." I giggled, resting my hand on my waist.

I eventually left and headed to my room. I walked around my house. Passing the hallways with portraits and pictures of moments from the times we shared back then.

Some of them Included pictures of the group at the beach after I gained my memory that one night.

The time Tom photographed the first time I performed piano In front of a crowd when I was In my early twenties.