•𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐲• {Tom Kaulitz x fem reader}

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥

God knows how long later I wake up to the feeling of something cold dripping down my cheek and making its way down to my neck, it felt as if someone was pouring something over me.

I peel my sore unwilling eyelids open to reveal my sore eyes, everything was a blur at first due to the lights that surrounded me. "Ynnn, it's time to leave the bus" a thick German accent appears from nowhere, startling me.

The suddenly everything comes back, was i really with Tokio Hotel right now? My eyes land on the boy with dread locks sat beside me with a beaming toothy smile and a bottle of water clenched in his hand. Had he poured that on me?  "Come on" his large hand tangles itself in my own and he practically drags me out my seat before I have to chance to react.

To be honest I don't know if I should panic or be grateful, popular bands don't kidnap and brutally murder girls right? Plus they seemed harmless enough. I just hope that Tom keeps it in his pants.

We make it into the hotel without being harassed by any crazed fangirls or paparazzi and bill takes it upon himself to grab the room keys, of course since I had only talked to Tom so far I'd be going with him.

Gustav approaches me with a grin and a bottle of water that seemed untouched, he offers it to me and I take it gladly to cure my dry mouth. "Tom told me about your friends, you ok?" He asks, crossing his arms and arching a brow.

His eyes were scanning every detail on my face and body, I could feel myself growing slightly flustered at the attention. "Yea I'm all good" I force a smile and take a swig of the water.

It felt like I had just taken a mouthful of literal heaven, I hadn't drank anything normal in hours. "Thank you" I mutter.

"Come on L/n!" Tom yells from behind me with an excited expression plastered on his angelic face. "See ya Gustav" I wave and follow behind Tom sluggishly. His steps were fast due to the fact he's wayyyy taller then me, I basically have to jog to keep up with him.

How can he have this much energy after performing for hours?!

"Am I going too fast for you?" He teases, a smirk replacing the innocent look that once sat upon his face. My cheeks burn as I realize the intention of his question, this guys so dirty minded.

"I mean it isn't my preferred speed but I'll get used to it" I tease back. His tongue pokes out the corner of his mouth to play with the silver piercing encasing it, a low chuckle escaping as he does so.

After a few more minutes of walking we get to the room and Tom opens the door and steps to the side so i can walk in first.

"Make yourself at home, I'm gonna jump in the shower" he places his bags down on the floor and disappears down a hallway, probably to the bathroom. Meanwhile I'm gobsmacked by the room, it was decorated with gold patterns on the carpets and walls.