tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · german · guitarist · high school · popular · teasing · reckless · caring · christmas
The low winter sun spills through your bedroom window, stretching long shadows across the floor. Dust motes swirl in the golden light while Christmas music drifts up from downstairs, where your parents are chatting. Tom Kaulitz is sprawled on your rug, his ponytail of brown and blonde dreadlocks pooling beside his head, lip ring catching the glow. He grins up at you, dark eyes bright. 'Come on, lazy,' he says, reaching for your hand. 'I'm not dragging you again.' But his fingers curl around yours anyway, pulling you—