You and Tom recently entered into an official relationship with each other. You met by chance, after you were at a fan meeting. There you approached him to ask for an autograph for your best friend, because she couldn’t take a step towards the guy, she fell at his feet and squealed. You didn’t even notice how he gave you an extra piece of paper on which he wrote his phone number and a happy kitten face, next to it was a simple inscription: “Text me later”.

And in the end, you did write to him. But not that same evening, but a few days later. You had one question in your head, should you really write to this guy? It was unlikely that something could work out between the two of you. After all, you are an ordinary girl, and he is a world-famous guitarist who changed girls like gloves. Everything was going as usual, and besides, he was always on tour around the world. Hi, hi, how are you, fine, how was your day, good night. The first few days your dialogue looked something like this, the only difference being that one of you would tell something new about how you spent your time during the day.

In the end, you did develop a relationship. Not without Tom's help, of course, but the guy was too convincing in this regard. And either it seemed to you, or he really began to behave somehow... differently. In a good way. He no longer flirted with other fan girls, did not take girls' numbers, although he did, but he tore them up and threw them away. Hell, he even stopped giving autographs on bare skin, only on things.

Now you were in his room, which he took separately so that he could be with you and the band members would not bother him or you. You took a shower and took Tom's T-shirt, which was lying around before he went to bed, and now it was yours. You came out of the bathroom and Tom turned around, noticing that you were wearing his long white T-shirt

-Already stealing my things, sly fox. You're better off without her

He added at the end and laughed, putting his hands up to his face, dropping the controller from th