The Boy Next Door--Tom Kaulitz Fanfiction

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It's a Friday night, and my parents left for the weekend for their anniversary so I'm left alone at home. I had everything planned out just perfectly, but it's far from perfect. My next door neighbors' son, Tom is having his weekendly party bash. You'd think that after having the cops called on them seven times that he'd learn his lesson or his parents would do something, but no they still allow him to have these weekend parties. I've been trying to study or at least enjoy my Friday night alone, but the music coming from next door is shaking my house.

After about an hour, I decided to do some studying in my room. I gather my supplies and head upstairs. I kick my door open with my foot and walk inside. I try turning on the light switch, but nothing. Crap, so now I have to go outside to the shed and get a new lightbulb. I walk back downstairs through the kitchen and out the back door, walking towards the shed. I hear screaming, loud rap music, and splashing as if someone dived into Tom's pool as I'm walking up to the shed door. I try to hurry and get back to my house without having to chat with a couple of drunk jocks. I open the door, look for the lightbulb, grab it, and leave. While I'm locking up the shed, I hear a voice right next to me.

"Too good for a party, Jayden?"

I turned around to look at Tom smirking at me with a beer in his hands while his drunken friends are being stupid and partying.

"No, I just think it's stupid how you insist on having a party every weekend or how your parents allow it," I simply say turning back around towards my house. He scoffs and chugs the rest of his beer, and hops over the fence into my yard. I could feel him following me, but I ignore him. I reach my back door when I turn around to see Tom is a little close to me. "You know, this is considered trespassing, Kaulitz."

"Baby, haven't you heard that I don't give a shit?" He says as he moves a little closer to me.

"What do you want, Tom?" I ask, standing my ground with the lightbulb still in my hands. He steps closer, and with every step he takes getting closer to me, I take a step back. He moves closer to me where I am pinned between him and the back door. My breathing caught in my throat, and his face inches from mine. I want so bad to push him away, but then he starts to move his hand up to my face. "W-what do you want?"

"You know, you look even prettier without your glasses on," he remarks as his hand removes my glasses. I feel a sense of panic forming all over my body; what is he doing? what's going to happen?. "And your outfit makes me think that you're not that innocent."

I had to take a minute to realize what I was wearing; a black, zip-up jacket with a sports bra underneath, a pair of pink shorts, and my hair up in a messy bun. How is that hot? I don't have a nice body. "Tom.."

"I bet you've never been kissed before, have you?" He says as his lips graze my chin, and then moves down to my neck. He starts kissing and nipping at my neck while his hands are underneath my jacket. I couldn't help, but let a moan escape from my lips. I never had this feeling before, and since it was with Tom, it makes it feel ten times worse. I tried speaking, but he stops words from coming out of my mouth because he clashes his lips with mine. He reaches behind us and opens the back door. "Where's your room?"

"I don't think we should be doing this, Tom," I say between kisses. His lips were so perfect, they fit well with mine. He ignores my plead, grabs the lightbulb from my hand, sits it on the kitchen counter, and leads me upstairs. "Tom, where are we going?"

"Shhh," he shushes and opens the door to my room. How he knew that this was my room I'll never know. Once inside, he backs me into the door and it shuts. His lips are once again on my mouth, and our tongues are in a war for dominance. I couldn't help but feel intoxicated by him because the way his lips moved with mine and how his body felt against mine was just too good. "You feel so beautiful, Jayden."

I couldn't take it anymore so I pushed him off of me, and lead him to my bed. It was a lot harder to find the bed because I didn't put the lightbulb in the lamp, but we managed. He laid on his elbows as he watched me take off my jacket. I felt unsure because I never thought I would do this with Tom. I mean, I've never undressed in front of a guy like this. It makes it even more weird because he's hot and he's the boy next door, but I took off my jacket in a seductive kind of way while his eyes were on me.

"You don't know how beautiful and sexy you look to me right now," he says as he takes off his shirt. Looking at his well-built abdomen, it made me want him even more. I walked over to him in only my shorts and my bra, and began kissing his neck. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, and I could feel his hands moving down to my shorts, trying to take them off. With much struggle, my shorts came off, and I went back to kissing his neck. "I want you, Jayden."

"Then lie down," I say as he moves up higher on my bed, and I follow him. By this point, I'm straddling him and he's in just his boxers. My heart is beating fast, and I'm feeling nervous. He sits up to where his face is again inches from mine, and he moves his hands to my back and slowly takes off my bra. It falls in between us, and now I'm exposed to him. He flips us over to where he's on top, and he slowly kisses my neck, moving lower and lower to my stomach. My breathing has increased, and I can't take any more of this slow motion shit. "Tom, stop teasing me!"

"I can see someone is a little sexually frustrated," he smirks as he begins kissing my stomach again, and he moves down to my underwear and stops. He hooks his thumbs in the elastic, and again with the slow motion, he pulls my underwear off. I didn't know what to expect, but then he sticks two fingers inside me; my breath hitches. "I can also see someone is anxious for me."

"Please," I beg him when he pulls his fingers out of me and thrust into me. I let out a clear, loud moan and begin thrusting back against his motions, creating a rhythm. My climax built up quickly, and soon after we both thrust one more time, it was over. Tom released inside of me, and collapsed on top of me. He lied there, trying to catch his breath. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped arms around his neck.

"That. Was. Amazing," he said still trying to catch his breath. He looked up at me, and smiled. "We should spend more time together, you know."

"Okay, just because we fucked one time does not mean that this is going to be a I'm-bored-so-I'm-gonna-fuck-Jayden kind of thing."

"No, I'm serious. I mean, if you want to fuck every time, we could work that in," he smirked as he kissed me on the forehead. "But we should hang out."

"Alright, Kaulitz, but right now, I wanna sleep." I kissed him on the lips once more, and snuggled into his body. I thought he would leave, but he just wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him with his head on my shoulder. This could work for awhile.