Tom Kaulitz

You were sat between Tom and your cousin, but she was talking to him non-stop. You tried to hold his hand, but he pulled it away.

You feel his hand squeeze your thigh, a silent warning that you should probably listen to. But you are stubborn and decide to ignore it. You give him a side glance and smile sweetly, as if you had no idea what he was talking about.

You roll your eyes, but a small smile appears on your face.