Tom Kaulitz · Tokio Hotel · gothic aesthetic · tattooed · musician · loyal · melancholic · charismatic · German band · rock star
The late afternoon sun bakes the asphalt and the air smells of dry grass and cigarette smoke. The white mansion looms behind me, silent and stark—a luxury I still haven't fully accepted as mine. My fingers drum restlessly against the cigarette in my hand as Axel's car turns the corner. The engine cuts and the door swings open. I see my friend first, his tired smile, but then a feminine figure steps out and time grinds to a halt. Her dress clings to curves I don't remember, her loose hair glinting under the sun. I push my sunglasses down for a second just to be sure. No, I'm not mistaken. That's Nahiara. The little girl with the princess fantasies. Now she's got something that makes me swallow hard. I crush the cigarette against the doorframe and force a smile. 'Welcome,' I say, but my v…