Picture this (Till Lindemann X reader)

Chapter 2

I sit down behind my computer with a cup of tea. I set it down on the desk before I stretch, watching the computer start up. I see five notifications in my mailbox. I bite my lip as I open my e-mail. 
I read all the e-mail titles and realize I was holding my breath. 

My eyes widen when I see an e-mail from someone accepting my application. 'Katching' I mumble to myself as I open the mail. My mouth opens when I see it is from a crewmember of Rammstein. I rub my eyes to see if they're not deceiving me, but it really is true! Rammstein wants me to take their photos around the new album. I laugh, still not fully believing it but letting the realisation hit me. 

I immediately call all friends and family to tell them the good news. 

'No way!' My older says, I smile brightly, 'Yes way! I know it's hard to believe but they asked me to come tomorrow' I tell him. 'Tomorrow already? That's pretty quick, you still need to get a planeticket and everything' He says. 'They arranged everything for me!' I explain. My brother sighs, but it's a happy sigh, 'Amazing, (Y/N)' I smile, 'So I'm going to start packing now' I tell him. 

We say our goodbyes and I immediately start packing a suitcase and a backpack. The e-mail said that I should pack for four weeks, though it could last shorter if everything goes well and according to the schedule they made. 

That night I can't sleep, of course. I can't stop myself from looking up their videoclips and previous albumcovers and photoshoots. A very good excuse to look at the handsome men froming the band Rammstein. 

I can't wait for tomorrow, and since I'm living in the country next to Germany, the flight shouldn't be too long. Looks like tomorrow will be nothing but sugary drinks with even more cafeïne. 

When I wake up I realize I finally got a few hours of sleep. I make myself an extensive breakfast so that I don't have to worry about food for the biggest part of the day. 

I brush my teeth and pack the last few things together, making sure I also grab a videotape recorder that's ready to use. I open the e-mail with the planeticket and make sure I have it ready when I get there. I grab my best camera and camera gear before walking out to the driveway where my brother is waiting for me.

'Did you not want mom or dad to drive you there?' He asks me. I chuckle and shake my head, 'would be too much for me, it's just another job I'm taking' I explain. 'Well...' my brother starts. I laugh short, 'yeah, well, not just another job, you're right' I say before he can, 'it's a big deal'. My brother nods in agreement.

I step out of the plane, looking around. 'Germany' I think to myself, not able to hide a smile. I walk through the airport and buy myself a sandwich on the way. When I walk outside, I see a man standing with my name on a sign. I chuckle and walk up to him, 'I feel like I'm in a movie'

'You're (Y/N)?' he asks. I give him a nod, 'ready to get to work' he smile satisfied, 'My name is John' he says before taking my suitcase and putting it in the back of the shiny black car, 'let me help you with your luggage' he says, not giving me the time to respond. 'Should I get in the front or the back?' I ask John. He shuts the trunk of the car and walks to the door at the driver's seat, 'get in the front with me, I'm not a taxi' he says jokingly. I smile and get in the front next to him.

'Are you excited?' He asks me. I smile and nod, 'I can't wait to start!' I tell him. 'That's great to hear. The guys are excited to meet you' he says. I feel my cheeks heat up, 'They do?' John chuckles at my reaction and nods, 'Yeah!' he says, focussing on the road. I smile to myself, 'Can I eat in your car?' I ask him, showing him my sandwich. He looks at it for a quick moment before looking back at the road, 'I don't mind, but there's no need to eat that cheap stuff. When we get at the studio there's enough fresh food to choose from!' He explains. 

'Oh that's great! Thank you' I put my sandwich back into my backpack, 'So how long will we be driving?' I ask. 'John checks his watch, 'About fourtyfive minutes now' he says. 

'So how do you know Rammstein?' John asks, 'Ehm, I believe my ex boyfriend told me to listen to their music. We were into the same stuff' I explain. John nods, 'Are you a big fan?' I think about it for a moment, 'I like their music but I had to look up the bandmembers and albumcovers to know what their taste is' I explain again. John nods, 'I think that is the perfect inbetween actually' he tells me. I smile at him, 'Glad to hear that' I say before looking out the window. 

The 45 minutes pass by quick since I'm either talking to John or lost in my own thoughts. John parks the car in front of a big building and we both get out, 'We'll have to take your stuff inside, someone will drive you to your hotel later today' he explains as he pulls out my suitcase. I nod, understanding him, 'alright, is there a room where I can leave my things safely?' John thinks for a moment, 'Yeah, we'll find a spot' he says, 'I mean look at this building' he laughs.

'I'll take my own suitcase with me, John, thanks' I tell him. John holds his hands up, 'Alright' he says before locking the car and walking to a door that's not looking like a main entrance. We probably enter through a secret, less obvious door. 

John holds open the heavy door for me. I thank him and step in, looking around. I hear some voices in the distance and become a little nervous. Would it be them already? Am I ready to meet them yet? I take a deep breath. 'Don't be nervous, we have a great crew' John tells me, noticing my nervousness. I smile fake at him, hoping it doesn't look too awkward, 'I'll try not to be, thanks' I breathe some nervous chuckles.

John walks down the hall. I follow him and bite my lip nervously. 

This is the moment...