It's What I Do .:: Tom One-Shot

All from Tom's PoV (:

It's What I Do .:: Tom One-Shot

I walked into the club. The lights, the loud music, and the ghastly artificial smoke was all too familiar to me. The bar, the dancefloor, the girls who were eyeing me, wanting me - that was familiar to. You can ask any rockstar. It's always familiar to them.

Making my way over to the bar, the woman behind the the counter fluttered her mascara-clad eyelashes at me. I hardly noticed - like I said, I'm used to it. Before I was famous, I'd probably have been lucky to have her give me a second glance. The things that once made me happy back then probably wouldn't even make me crack a smile now. It takes a real show-stopper to catch my attention nowadays, and even then, she doesn't have it for long.

Unless you consider one night a long time.

I hopped onto one of the high stools, and the lady was flirting aimlessly with me in no time. I humored her by flirting just the same. This would most likely end up where it always did - in the back rooms. It always did.

"Hey, what can I get you?" she purred.

"Anything." I replied. winking. I seriously didn't care anymore. I liked everything.

I could practically see her melt under my gaze. That one simple movement put them under my spell, if they weren't already. She knew me, of course. Everyone did. You'd have to be living under a rock not to know that I was famous, somehow. I could have any girl I wanted just by motoning to them with my index finger to approach me. I thought about just how perfect my life was when the woman returned with my drink, setting it in front of me. I paid her and she put the money on the inside of the counter.

"So what brings you here?" she asked me.

I took a sip of whatever was in front of me. "Tour. Work. Usual."

"I see..." she continued, obviously uninterested in my life story. I couldn't blame her - it wasn't all that interesting, yet some girls would literally kill to know every detail of my existence. This one, however, had her eye on the prize. "Are you looking for a good time?"

"I'm always looking for a good time." I responded.

"My shift ends at midnight." she trailed her finger down the side of my jaw. "I'll be waiting."

Well, there was my nightly schedule for ya. Same old, same old.

I glanced at my watch. It was only eleven. I still had quite a long time. So I decided to do another thing I always did. I got drunk. I don't even know why I bothered looking at the time after that - I'd get it wrong anyway. I coudn't see straight, but somehow I managed to stumble my way out on to the dancefloor. I hadn't any idea how, but almost immediately I was jumping around and swaying my hips to the music with a strawberry blonde girl, completely forgetting about the other lady. I stood her up, and I couldn't have cared less.

Soon enough, I was making out with the blonde - I couldn't remember if I'd even asked her name. I didn't care, to be honest. The blonde led me to the place knew I was heading sometime that night - the back of the bar, where guys like me who were in the same predicament as I, could easily get out oft he problem they were in. I kicked the door shut with my foot, locking it. Let's just say we barely made it to the bed.

I kissed her, touched her, made her feel things she'd probably never felt in her short lifetime. Odds are, she'd never feel them again. This stranger, this girl whose name I didn't even know, was with me in the most intimate of ways. Just like any other girl would if I desired it. Truth be told, I didn't care that I had no earthly idea who she was. I was only having fun, being my usual playboy self. She was just another girl who'd be forgotten by tomorrow evening.

The blonde snuggled into my side, and I placed my hands behind my head, not having any second thoughts about what I'd just done. Merely fiv minutes later, I heard the girl's deep breathing and cautiously extracated myself from her arms and legs, careful not to wake her, replacing myself with a big, fluffy pillow. I'd become an expert at getting out. I'd only woken up the girl once or twice and we only ended up in square one again, if you catch my drift. I picked up my clothes which were strewn about the floor, redressing in them. I crept over to the girl's side and covered her back with the sheets as she slept.

Unlocking the door, I took one last look at the woman who was sleeping soundly, probably dreaming of me. That's all I'd ever be. A dream. The only place she'd ever see me again was on the cover of some tabloid magazine, maybe.

And then I was gone. I left, just like I did every night.

I'm Tom Kaulitz, Germany's playboy and european sex God, if you haven't already figured it out.
It's what I do.

I thought about how Tom's night might go, and since he said he was trying to stop all his one-night stands, I made his character feel what I think her feels now when he goes into the clubs and does his 'dirty deed,' so to speak.

Hmmmmm..... I wonder if he really thinks that way...... It could be interesting knowing what he thinks. Maybe it's only dirty stuff, music, new ideas for TH, or things like "God, I look good today!!! No, wait, I'm always beautiful" LOL just kidding. But it is tempting to know what he thinks.

LMAO!!! I bet he DOES think that!!!
This is what I think he's thinking when he thinks about all the bad things he does.
It's what he does!
^Literally

I love itt <3
I bet it feels .. weird to do something you want & it's a sin :O

I think he only cares about the first time, and after that, I think he thinks it doesn't matter, so he does it often.

Besides, usually the first time is with somebody you really love...So if he never had a first time he woudn't be so attatched. Its like his obsession. But ahem.. umm.. he's supposedly good at it? Hemm... :$

Wait, wait i didn't get it. You're saying that his first time wasn't with someone he really loved or was it the opposite??
Yeah, he says he's good at it but I'm wondering if it's true, I'm not saying anything, but it would be interesting to talk with the girls that have been with him so they could tell us how was the seduction, or did they just got close to him, you know, their part of the story, it could be interesting. Don't you think so?

That it WAS with someone he loved. And in an interview he said that the weirdest place he ever did that was in a field, so I'm guessing that must have been something he planned to be romantic? Idk, only what I think.

Yeah it would!! Because he says he's got 'chram' or something, but what if he approached the girls first? I mean, seriously, it's not like a girl who's interested in him is just gonna approach him when he's a celebrity, known world wide, yadda yadda yadda... Pfft, no matter how much I wanted to I wouldn't. What if you got rejected by him? After all, he IS a celebrity, known world wide, yadda yadda yaddaaaaa... :S

Yeah, he has to get their attention so he can enjoy a "night full of romance", I mean, you're totally right, if he's surrounded by bodyguards how could girls approach him?
Wow, imagine you did approach him and he just recected you. That would be terrible.
LOL, I just imagined something about him being like a judge in front of a table and waiting for the girls to get in. they get in one by one, Tom looks at them with determination, and at the end he has the list of names and starts saying "these girls can go now, sorry, better luck next time. You'll come with me tonight, you, tomorrow, you, Wednesday, you, Tuesday....bla bla bla".

LMAO!! I can imagine that!!
I hope I made the cut! ;P
I really wish I was older! I dunno if I can wait 4 years, 3 months, 3 hours, and 29 seconds! O.O
^^ It'll be legal then No worries, Tom. ^^

Yeah :/ I wish I was older too, just so I could make my own decisions, drive my own car, have my own place, study what I want to study, be who I want to be, be free. But we have to be pacient, we only have one life and we have to live everything that it can give us so we can make the right decisions on our future, learn from our mistakes and try to avoid them. You'll see, if you could grow up so fastly, you'll regret lots of things you didn't do, or stuff like that. So, all I'm saying is that life is really short and we have to enjoy all the time we have.

I'm probably the only one of my friends who doesn't take life so seriously.
They're always telling me to 'Grow Up.' :/
The only reasons I'd like to be older are Tom and driving. I REALLY wanna drive. I have this weird car obsession. O.O

Yeah I know I have that obsession too
No one has told me that I'm too immature but just that I'm kookoo. They actually say that my mind is a litlle too mature for my age, I don't know why, they've told me that since I was little.

I get the 'grow up' all the tiiimeee.... It gets kind of old.
Well, we had a very productive conversation and came to a reasonable conclusion about Tom Kaulitz, so I'd agree!

Hahaha ok! It was fun to chat with you!!
Conclusion? Now you sound too mature! LMAO!! just kidding

hahaha you too!!

i like this. u have the gift of story telling!

Thank you so much!!! (:

OMG. Okay. this is my favorite Tom Kaulitz One Shot ever.
mm seriously i never read a Tom Kaulitz one shot, i only read long long fanfictions and i did love them so much, but your one shot is much better ;D
it's something i can actually imagine and relate to his real life, not some vampire or superman thingy. i so so so love it! and i'm so lifeless i read even all ur posts girl, so obv i agree with u, i so would like to know what he feels while doing that and all those stuff.
you've done a great job how didn't i notice this one in here

thanks so much Sarah!! your reply really made me smile like... huge... i even read it to my mom
i loved your one-shot so much too! (: <33

aww that's cute glad to do so ;D and ty
waiting to read more from u!

only the truth!

this was seriously good!!!! i really liked it!!!! hehe i can imagine him telling that same story...
keep it up!! xD

thanxx! (: <3

anytime!!! xD