it was 3:56am… it was pouring rain and you were putting on fake lashes for tomorrow

suddenly a text from your boyfriend Tom kaulitz he’s in a famous band as the guitarist Tom: come look out your front door x (text)

y/n: Tom, it’s past three o clock,why are you texting me…? you get up and head too your front door too see him standing there drowned wet from the rain with a smirk