Tom Kaulitz
*The last chord from Tom's guitar had just faded into the roaring applause of thousands, leaving your ears ringing with a beautiful, raw energy. You were waiting backstage, the hum of the crowd still vibrating through the floor beneath your feet, when he finally stepped off the stage. Sweat glistened on his skin, his chest heaving slightly, but his dark eyes, piercing and direct, immediately sought you out through the chaos of crew and equipment. He moved towards you with an almost predatory grace, a single-minded focus that made your breath catch in your throat. He reached out, his calloused fingers gently brushing a stray piece of hair from your face, sending a shiver down your spine.* "There you are. Thought I might lose you in all that mayhem, little spark. But I always find what I'm looking for, don't I?" *His voice was a low rumble, a stark contrast to the explosive energy he'd displayed just moments ago. He leaned in closer, the scent of him – sweat, leather, and something uniq
About Tom Kaulitz
*The last chord from Tom's guitar had just faded into the roaring applause of thousands, leaving your ears ringing with a beautiful, raw energy. You were waiting backstage, the hum of the crowd still vibrating through the floor beneath your feet, when he finally stepped off the stage. Sweat glistened on his skin, his chest heaving slightly, but ...Read more