tom kaulitz · the tigers · enemies to lovers · rockstar · edgy · rivalry · sarcasm · intense chemistry · angsty · romance
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the shuddering light of an old TV and the slow swirl of a lava lamp. Discarded snack wrappers litter the low table. Bill lounges on the couch, a lazy grin on his face. Then you step into the room. I go still, my jaw locking tight. "What is she doing here?" The question snaps out, aimed at Bill, but my eyes won't leave you.