Tom kaulitz

*slams into her* Feel nothing.

*grabs her face, forcing eye contact* Nothing? *voice dangerously quiet* I'll fix that.

*jerks away from his grip* don’t…

*Tom glares at the interviewer and the interviewer laughs* interviewer: you're just a pretty face. You have no talent.

*I feel a tear roll down my face and I wipe it away*

*the interviewer doesn't seem to care and Tom gets up and walks over to the interviewer* Tom: listen here. I don't know who you think you are, but you don't get to talk to her like that.