Dating A Demon (Tom x Reader (Star vs. The forces of Evil))

chapter 3

Tom's pov

After I thawed, I stomped agrily back to my layer.

I take off my tie and untuck my shirt, then plop down on my huge black sheeted bed.

I was still angry I didn't dance with Star, but I don't know how to feel about everything else.

I had felt so much emotion and strange impulses when I danced with that girl, (y/n), wasn't it?

Oh she was beautiful, and I recognized her as the girl I had seen earlier today.

But now I don't know how to feel. I've been trying to get Star back for the longest time, how could my interest change so quickly?

I think about how I had almost kissed her, and smile as I suddenly feel warm and bubbly.

Bubbly? Tom what is wrong with you?

I try to push the feeling away, but just sink down comfortablely into my covers, wrapping myself with their softness.

I have to see her again, but how? If I went as myself, how would she react? She pushed me away when the trance was over. She looked so scared. Plus Marco would just get in the way anyways.

I sit up and rub the back of my neck, struggling to find a way.

I glance over at the mirror, and cringe at my appearance. She wouldn't, no, she doesn't like me for what I am, I have to change myself.

"That's it!" I dash over to a shelf of spells and find a small vile. Its a blue bottle with red liquid in it, almost the color of blood.

I cross my fingers and with some hesitation, then pop off the cap and drip several drops down my throat. It tastes savory, slightly salty.

At first nothing seems to happen, but then a tingly feeling spreads over my skin and turns to a burn. I crouch over and hold my stomach as I wease at a sudden pain, making me fall to the ground. I feel sick, but I don't try to stop it.

A pain from my head erupts and I grab my horns as they shrink. I yell out as it feels as if stones are being pushed into my skull.

Then a comforting cool sensation slips through my body, calming the pain. I sigh with shaky breathes and sit for a moment.

I shake it off and take deep breathes, while watching my hand go from a gray purple color to a lively tan.

I stand and dash over to the mirror again, and smile.

My horns and third eye had disappeared, and my firey red eyes and hair were now pale blue globes and sleek black. My ears lost their long pointy shape, but thankfully still had the gauges and hoop.

I knew this would be temporary, probably lasting about three days, but it would work.

I was going to see her again.

Tomorrow.