Break My Heart *Tom Kaulitz Love Story*

Tom's P.O.V

He gasps, the impact knocking the breath out of him. "Stay the fuck away from her." I shout pulling him forward before slamming him again. He frantically grabs my hands, but I swing at him punching him in the face with my one good fist. Someone screams. My only focus was him and only him. He collapses to the ground and scrambles to the corner, coughing the blood from his mouth.

I saw the way he was looking at her. I saw the way she looked at him. I saw it all. Every fucking second of it, I saw it. I pick him back up from his collar, his lip busted and bleeding. "Dude what the-" he shouts before I swing again, knocking him back down. I was angry. I had no reason to be angry, but I was. We were never anything. It was nothing but a moment. Nothing but sex. I admit I let myself go too far. But that didn't matter in this moment. In this moment, I was fuming. I was pissed. Something snapped in me when I saw her smile at him the way she use to smile at me. When I saw her bite her lip and look to the side to hide her smile. When I saw her eyes light up.

I swing my arm back ready to hit him once more, but something stops me. Someone. I let him go and he collapses to the ground. His friends rush to drag him away. He's barely conscious. Without even looking I swat my hand back to knock Bill away from me. The only problem was, Bill was standing next to me. 

Alysa screams in horror. No, no. no. Fuck. I turn around feeling my heart sink. Juliette clenches the side of her cheek. Fuck. Alysa rushes to her cusping her face. "What the fuck, Tom!" Bill shouts shoving me. 

Juliette

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Alysa screams stepping to the side to yell at him. "Juliette, Juliette, no." He gasps rushing to me. "YOU FUCKING HIT HER!" Alysa continues to scream. Bill grabs Alysa pulling him towards her, shushing her. "Juliette I didn't mean to." Tom stammers. He attempts to grab my face with his hands, but I jerk away from him. "Get the fuck away from me." I hiss angrily. My face was stinging. It was throbbing painfully. 

"I-I didn't. I thought Bill was.." He stammers. He motions to Bill and that's when I see his bloodied hand. The blood dripping down to his arm. I gasp. "Tom your hand!" I shout reaching for it. He doesn't seem to notice. "I didn't mean to Juliette." He groans looking at me with deep remorse. "Tom I don't care about that right now. You're BLEEDING!" I shout again. He flinches looking down at his hand. "Oh." he mumbles.

I look around for something. Anything to wrap around his hand. I grab one of the towels off the bar and wrap it around his hand. "Hey, man you gotta go. Security heard and is on their way." George tells us. Bill looks around frantically. "He can't drive Jules. He's been drinking. Take him home. I'll deal with security." 

I look back at Tom who's still staring down at his hand wrapped in the towel. I lead Tom to the exit towards valet. "Kaulitz." I tell the employee. "Juliette, I'm so sorry." Tom moans. The employee brings Tom's car to the front. I open the passenger door and instruct him to get in. I secure his belt and rush to the drivers side, pulling off. "What the.. FUCK were you doing out there?" He begins to growl aggressively, putting the emphasis on the word fuck. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I snap referring to his shift in attitude. "A lot of things actually." He answers back quickly, in a petty manner. "A lot of fucking things Juliette." 

He eventually sinks into seat looking out the passenger window. "You can't do that to me." He mumbles in the quietest manner. I glance over at him. "You can't smile at him like that." 

I look back at the road. I don't think he meant to say that out loud. I hadn't ever seen him like that. He could be rude, but it never surpassed the occasional glare or insult. What happened during these past few months? Bill mentioned he had been drinking, but Tom never went past 2 or 3 beers. Yes he'd get irritated, but never to the point of beating someone.