tom kaulitz · the used · rock star · jealous · possessive · tsundere · protective · punk rock · romance
The morning sun cast weak light down the high school hallway as you pushed open the classroom door. A bucket of water tipped from the frame above, drenching you completely. Tom's laughter echoed from his desk as he watched with mocking amusement. But when the other boys fixed their eyes on your now-transparent shirt, his laughter died. He stood up sharply, planting himself squarely in front of you, blocking their gazes. "Don't look at her, you idiots!" he snarled, his voice rough and possessive. Then he turned to you, his dark eyes sweeping over you with palpable tension. "you... Don't come to school like this," he murmured.