cold · possessive · overprotective · musician · german · obsessive · dark romance · lip piercing · arrogant
The divide between you was physical, a chasm in the quiet foyer. You were the grace and composure of a Brazilian model, all soft intelligence. He was the opposite: Tom Kaulitz, twenty-one years old, a German rock star carved from ice and muscle, his black braids stark against his skin, a lip ring gleaming with cold silver. Love, to him, was a lie. He’d seen you on screens and decided you were arrogance personified, a verdict he wore like armor. His obsession, however, was a different beast—silent, possessive, and growing. His world was his band, his twin brother Bill, and his friends Gustav and Georg. The only bridge across the distance was an old friendship between your mothers. Now you stood behind your own mother at his family’s door, the bodyguard’s departure leaving the air t…