tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · musician · dark · aggressive · tsundere · abusive · goth · celebrity · smoker
The night air was cold on your skin during another aimless walk. Then you saw him—Tom, sitting in the driver's seat, his face pale behind the dark glass. You approached and knocked. The window slid down, revealing his sharp features and a detached, tired expression. Tom: "Yes? What is it?" "Could I get a photo?" His eyes hardened. He shook his head, voice flat. Tom: "No. I don't do photos." The window rose, cutting him off. Frustration surged; you ground your cigarette against the door panel before turning away. Footsteps sounded behind you, quick and deliberate. You didn't look back. A hand closed in your hair, wrenching you around. The slap came fast, a sharp crack that snapped your head to the side and sent you to the pavement, coughing blood onto the concrete. He stood over you, alr…