His Crybaby - Bill Kaulitz

Missing out on everything

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Ria's POV

So about this not going too badly, of course that couldn't happen. Everything had gone okay in the beginning, there weren't that many customers and it was pretty easy to navigate the store. But once the sun had set and I looked out I noticed a familiar pair of blue eyes staring at me. I ignored it at first, could've just
been anyone, but when he entered the store and gave me that creepy smile he always did— I knew it was him. He bought a bottle of strawberry milk and then left the store, but I could still see him outside, his eyes glued to me. My shift ended but I still stayed in the store. I couldn't go out alone. 'Maybe I should call Mari?' No, he won't be scared off by a girl like her. And he may do something to her.. 'Then who?'

Ah.

My breathing quickened but I tried to keep it steady. There was no one else I could call. He was the only one. I heard the familiar ping and pulled up my phone to scan it for any signs that I'd just gotten a message. Which I had.
I felt how all the stress left my shoulders once I saw his text. "I'm outside." I got up and crept through the door and even from here I could
see that he was still standing there, at that same spot. But this time he was calmly scrolling through his phone.
My body didn't want to move after seeing him, I'd frozen again, but once I saw—just a glimpse—of Tom standing at the other side I felt my breathing calm. His cornrow hair, a bit ruffled and his sun kissed skin seemed a bit wet. Was he sweaty? Had he ran here? Well the message I sent him was just a simple 'help' and some info about where I was. I would've been pretty worried too if I were in his position. I stepped out of the store and before Evan could react and talk to me I grabbed Tom's hand and gave him a smile. "Thanks for waiting." "Who is that Ria?" the creep asked and I turned around, giving him a nonchalant gaze.

"My boyfriend, why?" My grip
tightened on Tom's hand to make sure he wouldn't say anything unnecessary. He seemed to have understood as he pulled me closer to him and wrapped one arm around me. 'Okay, this may be a bit overkill.'

Evan looked like he wanted to say something more but choked on his words and turned around, his face flushed red. What did I ever see in him? Evan had been my boyfriend but
after his continuous cheating I had to break it off, and I found out he was cheating in the worst way possible.
I didn't want to deal with him alone since while he was short and skinny he was still pretty aggressive and would have some problems with his anger. I was lucky that he never raised a hand on me. I needed someone who could scare him off, preferably a man but I didn't really have many male friends who fit the bill. Except Tom, he was fairly tall, was pretty well built and had sharp features. A weakling like Evan would feel intimidated just from looking at
him. I stepped out of Tom's grasp and
muttered a quiet 'sorry'. He shrugged, "It's okay." he said. I couldn't tell whether he wanted to know more or not. "Aren't you interested? You've seen some pretty strange things about me but never asked about any of them. Most would ask me about who that guy was or something like that."
"I am interested." I looked up at him and blinked, I was honestly caught of guard by his words.

"But I don't want to force you into a position where you have to tell me," Tom said as he looked into the blinding convenience store, his eyes squinting a bit. "Oh." Without thinking my body leaned in and I kissed him, well it was just a peck. My eyes went wide once I'd realized what I'd just done and I pulled back. My gaze stayed to the ground so I couldn't tell how he was looking at me. "Sorry! Sorry, I wasn't thinking!" "Do you regret it?" His voice was quiet and deep, as smooth as velvet and it made my ears perk up. "No," my voice came out in a low and breathless tone. He pulled me into him and pressed his lips onto mine. I wrapped my arms around him and leaned into his kiss. I couldn't breath and the only thing I could hear was my loud heartbeat thumping in my ear. I felt his cold piercing from his bottom lip. I pulled back, my body breathless and I looked into his piercing brown eyes-ones I could get lost in forever. "My father.. he's a piece of shit who never knows when to shut up, and that guy from before, he's my ex," Tom's grip tightened after my use of the word 'ex.' "That guy has way too many faults too list," I sighed. "Love has never been something I was good at, I never really had great examples so I guess I was too scared to ever really try it out." "But it's different when I'm with you, I don't want to miss out on
everything anymore just 'cause I'm scared." I burrowed my head into his chest and breathed out a quiet, "I like
you."

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