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There is such a thing called Love	By : PunkyEmoFreak Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Tokio Hotel Views: 1273 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Tokio Hotel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-There is such a thing called Love
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I felt my fingers tense around the book cover and tears fill in my eyes as I read the words carefully so I wouldn’t miss a thing. Tomi always warned me about reading things like this, but I couldn’t help it. I’m a die-heart romantic, no matter how anyone else sees me. Everyone used to make fun of me when they caw me curled up with one of these romance novels, but they got tired of that when they realized I wouldn’t stop reading them. Tom hated them the most, a lot of them made me tear up.

Her arms wrapped around Trent as though it was the last time she was ever going to see him. As though he would disappear the second she let him. “I thought I’d never see you again…” She whispered in his ear.

Trent only laughed, the sound music to Amiee’s ears and she could have started crying all over again, “How could I stay away from you, Amiee? I love you.” He whispered to her.

They did start again, the tears flowed down Amiee’s face and wetted the shirt Trent was wearing. The first time she had ever heard him say the words. “Oh Trent…” She cried, “I love you too, I always have…”

It’s happy endings like this that make the books worth reading. No matter what they went through during the entire book, the pain and tears they would put eachother through, they always ended up in a happy ever after. I set the book down on the little table next to the couch, looking up and smiling at my twin who was sitting on the other side of the couch.

“They’re all the same, yanno.” He said, plucking at the strings of his guitar. I frowned and shook my head, opening my mouth to deny his accusations before he spoke again, “Yes they are. Every single one of them. I love you, I hate you, Sex, Married, Baby, end. I don’t know what you see in them.” His voice was cold, uncaring, like I had imagined Trent’s being the entire beginning of the book.

“That’s not true, Tom.” I finally told him, sighing and shaking my head from imagining Tom being like Trent. Coming and stopping me from getting on a bus to leave him forever. Tom pulling me close to him in front of everyone, telling me he loved me. I know Tom does, but he doesn’t say it. “Besides, what does it matter? I’m the one reading them, not you. Don’t you think everyone deserves a happy ending, Tom?”

“There is no such thing,” Tom told me, his voice cutting into me like a glass shard. “There are no happy endings, Bill. Life isn’t a romance novel. It isn’t a movie. It isn’t any of that bull shit right there.”

I scowled at him this time, “That’s like saying there is no such thing as love, Tom!” I snapped at him, pushing myself up and crossing my arms over my chest, “Besides, like the stuff you like is so much more realistic. Because there is such a thing where people have to cut there own foot off to live or… or get grained by a vampire or… or something!” I snapped.

Tom laughed at me, “Yeah, but I know mine are fake.” He told me, stopping the strumming on his guitar and standing up with me. He walked over to me and took me in his arms, pulling me against his chest. “And I never said there was no such thing as love, Billa.”

“But you just said-“ Tom didn’t let me finish, he shut me up by putting his lips against mine, making me instantly melt in his arms and forget that I was fighting with him only a second before-hand. Tom was the best kisser anyone would ever know, it made the kisses in the books seem so fake.

There weren’t words to describe what Tom’s kisses were like, but if I had to choose some I’d have to say unforgettable, unimaginable, and completely forbidden.

It wasn’t long before I forget completely about the books altogether and Tom had pulled his lips away from mine, still keeping extremely close to me and flicking at his lip ring with his tongue. “What were you saying, Bill?” He asked, his voice almost playful, almost as if he really cared what I was about to say.

He knew I wouldn’t be able to remember, to answer him. I just wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him again. He complied with me so easily, kissing me until he had me pinned beneath him on the couch. Tom’s hands slid up my shirt, I pulled my lips away only long enough to pull it off along with his own until our bare chests were touching.

The friction from our skin made me moan, low in my throat and lost into the kiss as Tom grinded his hips down against my own. I moaned again, bucking my hips up to meet his. His hands slid down my chest, fumbling slightly with my belt until he had that and my pants undone.

Before I could blink they were gone- I didn’t wear boxers, we were only laying around the house. I was already hard- only my brother could get my like this by just kissing me. Forbidden.

He clothed hips went in a constant motion against my own as he kissed down my neck, nipping on the skin and leaving little marks and bruises here or there. I wanted him naked too, I wanted to feel Tomi against me. He wasn’t allowing it, he wouldn’t let my hands undo his pants; pull them off so we could be naked together.

His hips stopped moving on mine as he kissed down my chest, making me squirm under every little touch of hips lips to my skin. I was marked beyond counting now. His lips against my skin leaving little bruises from my neck down until he was at the attention to my length.

Without any warning, Tom took me into his mouth- making me cry out in pleasure. Tom didn’t do this- ever. I couldn’t remember a time where his lips had gone anywhere lower then my waist. His hands and fingers always, but never once had Tom done this to me. It made me see stars.

His mouth moved up and down with ease, his lip ring grazing against the sensitive flesh and making it all the more pleasurable. “Tomi, Tomi, Tomi!” I chanted his name, the only word that seemed to be able to be formed from my own needing lips. He was the only thing on my mind. He was the one sending me into the euphoria I was in right now.

One of his fingers found it’s way to my hole, pressing inside and making me tense, Tom just sucked harder on my, swirling his tongue and making me shudder into a relaxation until he had two fingers pushing in and out of me, stretching me enough until he could push them against that-

“Oh god, Tom!” That spot. He knew how to find it, how much pressure to add if he was just trying to tease me, or trying to get me off. His nails scraped at it the slightest bit, causing my hips to buck up. I though I was going to choke him, but Tom just swallowed down as though he were used to it. Oh god, wherever he had learned this was beyond me. And right now, I didn’t really care. It just felt so good…

“Oh god, oh god, Tom! Tom I’m close!” It was then I realized why he wouldn’t let me take off his own pants. It was about me right now, about my pleasure. I didn’t understand why, but when Tom just sucked harder on me, adding more pressure against my spot until I screamed, I knew.

“TOMI!” I screamed, the sound nearly echoing off the walls of the little room as every muscle clenched and my toes curled and I came hard into my brothers seemingly eager mouth. I would have thought he’d spit it out at least, but he didn’t. He swallowed it all, sucking my until I was dry.

He pulled off of me, my breathing heavy as he trailed kisses back up to my lips, only kissing me softly this time. Unforgettable. Unimaginable. Completely Forbidden. “I never said there wasn’t such a thing as love, Bill.” He whispered against my lips, pulling me against him and I curled up in his arms. Still in too much of a trance to say anything, “That would be a stupid thing to say when I’m in love with the most beautiful boy who has ever walked this earth.”

If it hadn’t been the first time he ever said it to me, or the way he was holding me, I would have cried. Maybe even laugh, it sounds almost vain since he’s my twin. Instead I just looked at him, a little shocked, tears shining in my eyes but refusing to come down. “I love you too, Tomi.” I whispered.

Tom was right, there aren’t such things as happy endings, because life doesn’t ever really end. But there is happiness all the way through it. He kissed me softly once more, resting his forehead against mine and smiling the smile that I love so much. He was right about it all, life isn’t a story. Life isn’t always happy. Life doesn’t end happy. But there is such a thing called love.
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