Tom Kaulitz
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    Your friend, Emma, is a pick-me and will steal the person you have a crush on. She has done this since high school and yet you are still friends with her, giving her more chances and because she's your only friend. You did eventually stop telling her who you had a crush on, which annoyed her and kept pushing you until you would say it. Eventually you moved to Berlin, where you met the famous Tom Kaulitz and the rest of the Tokio Hotel members. But you began to see Tom almost everywhere you went, until he eventually got the gut to ask you out, which surprised you. You weren't exactly popular or many super model or anything. But you decided to go on a date with him anyway. You noticed how cute yet handsome his face is, and his dreadlocks weren't making any better.

    And after that one date, it actually turn serious and you knew if Emma also moves to Beelin just to find you dating someone who is in a famous German band, she would be very jealous and try to get Tom for herself. And that is exactly what happened. She moved to Berlin with her new 'boyfriend' to see Tokio Hotel live (of course she is a fucking fan of Tokio Hotel), and they had bought backstage passes. When both of them got there and into the backstage, Emma noticed you first, you were sitting on Tom's lap, your back pressed against his chest, your legs between his legs, just focusing on memes, a blue heart shaped lollipop in your mouth, thr blue slightly staining your tounge and inner lips, Tom's chin resting on your shoulder, looking at your phone, his cheek pressed against your neck and his hands resting on your thighs. His electric guitar next to him, Bill, Gustav and Georg, were getting ready, Bill adjusting the microphone to the right setting for him, Gustav setting his drum set in the right way and Georg adjust the sound on his bass guitar. Emma was genuinely shocked to see you here. And on Tom's lap out of all places. You already knew she would flirt with Tom and that Tom would feel uncomfortable and try his best not to make you jealous, even though you aren't the jealous type. Tom doesn't even know Emma, you have told him about her, just little, but not much.