My first published fic, please R&R to see if it's any good! :) I do not own Tokio Hotel, nor Tom Kaulitz...

She could feel the tears running down her cheeks. She knew what this was like, why was she running away? It was her job; she hated it but, she needed the money. She didn't want to go back; there was no way in fucking hell that she would go back, not even for the highest price. To her, it wasn't even considered prostitution anymore, to her it was rape. She sobbed quietly to herself as she walked down the street, feeling the wind caress her skin. It was a good thing that the streets were lonely; she didn't want anyone to see her, especially not in this condition.

Not far away she could hear a car approaching, "Please don't stop, please don't stop" she mumbled to herself.

"Hey beautiful, looking for a ride?" came a deep seductive voice from the car. She had to say something, but nothing would come out.

"Are you ok? There's no need to be afraid." He spoke again.

She wiped her tears off, turned to the car and responded, "I'm fine, there's no need for a ride."

"Are you crying?" he asked as he turned the car off and climbed out.

She was speechless, she knew she recognized his voice, how could she not recognize Tom Kaulitz's voice?

"Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" he asked once more.

"I said I was fine." She mumbled as she shook.

"You're shaking, are you cold? Can I take you somewhere?" his questions came flying at her like bullets.

She hesitated, and thought 'I can't go back home, Dan will kill me for leaving.' He stared at her, he stared at her tired, eye shadow smothered eyes.

"I just don't want to be here." She whispered as she felt a light drizzle falling on her nose.

"Ok, no worries, I'll take you somewhere." Tom said as he guided her into his car.

She stared out the window as Tom drove in silence. She knew that if she left with Tom, and if she DID have sex with him, it wouldn't mean anything to him.

"You can at least tell me your name…" Tom whispered.

"It's Valerie." She responded still looking out the window.

"Can I call you Val?" he asked.

"Sure." Val responded with no emotion.

"I hope you don't mind staying at a hotel, Val."

"It's fine with me." She said as she saw the luxurious hotel. Tom got out of the car and helped Valerie out, she had no idea why Tom Kaulitz would do all of this for a girl. 'If he only knew I was a whore.' She thought. Tom had asked for the honeymoon suite, and guided Val all the way to it. "Here we are" Tom said as he opened the door for her and guided her through the room.

"Thank you Tom." She smiled softly.

"You're a fan?" he asked eyes widened.

"Yeah, a huge one." Val's smile got wider. "No wonder you looked familiar. I thought I saw you at one of our concerts." Tom joked.

Valerie couldn't help but laugh. "So, now that you're here, and away from that place, would you like to be alone, or do I get to stay?" Tom smirked.

"That ego is glowing brightly Tom…" she giggled and continued, "No, you can stay, I don't mind." Val smiled.

"But you like my ego…" Tom winked, sat on the bed and patted the seat next to him, signaling Val to join him. "Only a little." Val laughed. Tom laughed with her and gently tickled her sides. "Are you hungry? Would you like something eat, drink?" he asked.

"I'm fine Tom, thank you though." She smiled and jumped a little to the sound of thunder. Tom got up, went to the bathroom, and came back with a damp cloth. "Your make-up is smeared from crying." he said as he gently began wiping off Valerie's make-up. Val smiled, and closed her eyes.

"Val?"

"Hmm?"

"Why were you crying?" Valerie sighed. "Because, because I'm a whore and I was going to have sex with this guy but I didn't like the way he was treating me, so I ran off before he could find me." Val said all in one breath. Tom stopped wiping Valerie's face and replied,

"Oh, sorry to hear that."

"Eh, it's nothing, it happens all the time." Val said as she looked into Tom's eyes. Tom looked back into her eyes, and leaned in closer, letting his lips lightly brush against Valerie's. Valerie closed her eyes, shivered as Tom's lip ring brushed her lips and kissed back. Tom slowly dropped the cloth he had in his hand to deepen the kiss, pulling Val closer, laying her on the bed, placing his other hand on her hip. 'Come on Val, you can do this, you do this every night, he's not going to hurt you' Valerie thought to herself as she tugged at Tom's shirt and wrapping her legs around his waist. Tom began rubbing his leg against Val's leg, letting his hands roam all over her body, touch every inch of her. Valerie knew exactly where this was going, and exactly how it ended. It always ended the same, always. As Tom began kissing her neck, her heart wrenched with pain, she could feel the tears coming up in her eyes.

"Tom, please stop." Val begged as she pushed Tom away.

"What's wrong? If it's about money, no need to worry, I'll pay you, if it's about condoms, I have plenty, and if—" Val cut him off, "It's not your money that I want, it's just that, that, I don't think I can…"

"Are you a virgin?" Tom asked in doubt. Val snickered, "Of course not, it's just that…never mind, just kiss me."

Tom wasted no time, immediately his lips were on hers, his hand roaming her body, pulling off his shirt, taking off her dress, and leaving hot kisses on her body. 'I'm so going to regret this' Val thought as she moaned.

"God, that was good." Tom sighed heavily as he controlled his breathing.

Valerie was quiet. She couldn't say one word, indeed she was speechless.

"Did I wear you out?" Tom smirked as he whispered in her ear.

"I'm not going to say…" she replied cockily, just to tease him.

"You know we can always do it doggy style again." Tom suggested followed by his smirk.

"You wish, goodnight." Val playfully replied as she turned her back to Tom.

"Ok goodnight, but I know you want more." Tom whispered once more and fell asleep.

'Can I fuck myself right now?' Val thought as she remembered the hot hours she had spent with Tom not so long ago. "I'm in deep shit." She mumbled to herself as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

"Wake up." Val could feel herself being shaken.

"Waaaakkkeee uppppp." Tom spoke.

"What?" Val said as she rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"It's time to go." Valerie's heart stopped as she heard his cold words.

"What? Why?" she asked confused.

"Because I have night stands not morning stands, so go."

Val couldn't believe it, was Tom really saying this? Even after he acted all nice with her? She could feel her cheeks go red with anger and she could feel the word vomit ready to be spit out on her tongue.

"You're unbelievable! Is that how you treat all girls? Play the innocent sweet Tom at night and then treat them like dirty dogs in the morning?" Val shouted, she shouted so hard it even made Tom jump.

"I'm fucking Tom Kaulitz, and I can act the way I want to, and I definitely don't need advice from a bitchy whore like you."

Valerie gasped and began gathering her clothes and putting it on. "Well you know what Tom fucking Kaulitz; I hope your dick falls off."

"Don't worry, I know you're mad, but you'll see me again." Tom smirked as he watched Valerie head for the door.

"In your fucking dreams asshole!" and with that Valerie slammed the door.

Valerie speed walked out of the hotel, cursing words under breath. She already hated Tom Kaulitz for being who he was, but now she hated him even more. "'You'll see me again', please I'd fucking rather die." Val whispered as her hands clenched into a fist form.

"I hate you Tom Kaulitz, I FUCKING HATE YOU!" Valerie shouted down in the streets of L.A. Sure Tom fucking Kaulitz was the biggest, sexiest, to die for man whore of all time, and said that he'd rather have meaningless sex than a relationship, but deep inside Valerie hoped that maybe one day, he'd learn to love and not hate.