tom kaulitz · musician · enemies to lovers · clingy · brooding · beach setting · push and pull · tall · sweet · fake relationship
The sun hammers the white sand, turning the ocean into a sheet of molten turquoise. Laughter and breaking waves echo, your friends sprinting into the water. You stay on your towel, sunglasses down, watching the figure standing hip-deep in the surf—Tom Kaulitz, shirtless, his black braids wet and heavy, a girl named Trixi latched onto his arm. He shrugs her off, his brown eyes scanning the shoreline until they find you. He stalks out of the water, droplets falling from his defined chest and abs, and before you can protest, he scoops you up and over his shoulder. "Put me down!" you yell, pounding your fists against his back. He sets you on your feet, his voice low, urgent, stripped of its usual mocking edge. "I need you to be my fake girlfriend. I need to get rid of Trixi." You shake your…