One Whisper- Tom Kaulitz

Conversations

"Hell-o what is i-it...oh my god J-Joe!", a loud moan rang into my ear.

"I hope you are not fucking someone Charlie, couldn't you have stopped for a second to answer me?", I asked with a disgusted look slapped on my face.

"F-Fine I am but...right there yes r-right there!", Charlie screamed.

I took the phone from my ear and hung up on her. No way was I going to have a conversation with her while she moaned down my ear.

I clambered out of bed to the kitchen.

"Morning sunshine!", Bill said as he came and hugged me. He seemed like a different character from last night.

"Here you are; waffles, coffee and orange juice.", pushing the plate towards me.

I clambered onto the island seating, holding my head in pain.

"Have you got anything for a headache?" I asked. Bill turned and opened a cupboard and pulled out a pill box which he chucked over to me.

"That was delicious!", I exclaimed feeling much better.

Behind me, a door opened to reveal a body wearing sunglasses and only underwear. All of a sudden, the man's footsteps stopped. I turned.

"Why the FUCK are you wearing MY clothes?", he said staring me up and down.

"Tom, this is Envy and she helped me yesterday get you home. You should thank her.", Bill said sternly.

"And why should I do that? I don't remember her helping me and you gave some random skank my clothes.", he said walking past me.

Excuse me? Who the fuck does this man think he is? Is he having a fucking laugh?

"Tom I need to talk to you in private.", Bill said dragging him by his arm and out of my sight.

Raging voices screamed at each other in the other room while I walked over to the bedroom I stayed in last night and redressed myself in the clothes from last night.

Great, I'm so ready for the walk of shame.

I looked in the mirror to see my reflection peering back. My mascara was smudged around my eyes and my lipstick had faded. My hair was managed but a bit frizzy.

Quickly, I picked up the clothes from last night and put them under my arm. My heels stomping under me, I was prepared to walk out the door when Bill said my name.

"Where are you going? I apologise for Tom I really am but I want to keep in touch with you, you seem like you could be such a good friend to me.", Bill quickly started whilst looking at me with a disappointed expression.

"I was going to go back home and wash that arrogant fuckers clothes and bring them back, so you know he doesn't over heat in a fit about his clothes.", I spat.

Bill ran over engulfing me in a hug.

"Can I give you my number?", he asked. I agreed and so he put his number in my cell.

"Be safe!", Bill waved at me as I walked out of the complex's doors. I was so pissed. How can he say them things last night then act like a complete dick to me after that? I stormed back to my apartment, not giving a flying shit about the looks and faces I got off people as I passed them by.

Unlocking my door and flicking my heels off, I walked over to the washing machine and chucked the clothes in and put a load on. After that, I went into the shower drowning my whole body in the warmth which washed away the embarrassing feeling from this mornings events. I lathered my hair in coconut shampoo, massaging and scrubbing the grease and muck out.

As I turned back to face the shower head, I was confronted by Tom staring at me which made me jump out of my skin and fall.

After getting the strength to clamber back up, I realised that it was just a hallucination.

Why is he in my mind when he has been such a knob?