Chapter 11 - Head Over Heart - How did it end?

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"You have a shoot today?" Georg asked when he noticed Tom's well-groomed form enter the dining area. He placed the plates on the table as Tom sat down on one of the chairs.

"I don't have", Tom grinned, waiting for Georg to place their lunch on the table. Georg finally sat down in front of Tom after he had set all the plates and food on the table.

"Then, where are you going?" Georg questioned.

"To Bill's", Tom said before placing the chunk of steak inside his mouth.

"Oh. You're going to the main boutique?" Georg asked for clarification. Tom shook his head and munched his food immediately to reply.

"I'm going to Bill's place", Tom stated.

"What? Are you even sure he's not in his office?"

"Supposedly, we have a meeting today. But Gustav's secretary called that Bill won't be coming"

"Does Bill know you're coming to his place?" Georg then started to eat his meal

Tom shook his head, still busy eating his lunch.

"So, you're going to Bill's place uninvited?!" Georg's eyes widened as he almost dropped the bowl of vegetables on the table.

Tom just nodded.

"You are out of your mind. Send him a message, he might not even let you in", Georg shook his head. His best friend is just so dumb.  He wanted to hit Tom's head repeatedly to make him remember things again.

"He will let me in" Tom confidently said "Oh! Georg?"

"What?" Georg tried not to snap

"Could you pack me some these? This is so good!" Tom beamed at Georg's not so happy demeanor.

"No way"

"Pleeeeaaaasssseee"

"You're so gay, Tom."

"I couldn't imagine my life without you, mommy", Tom cooed then snickered that caused him to receive a hit on his head.

~*~

After the call, Bill just stayed on his bed without doing anything for 10 minutes. He finally sat upright and went to the shower room, wincing in pain as he did so. He spent his half an hour of cleaning himself thoroughly. After changing to a comfortable sweatpants and shirt, he went down to the kitchen.

"Mr. Kaulitz", he spun around and winced at his action, he then saw their house keeper holding a table cloth on her hand.

"You scared me, Sandra", He gently patted his chest to calm his pounding heart.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kaulitz", Sandra just kept his head bowed down to apologize.

"Did you cook anything?" Bill suddenly asked.

"Yes, Sir. I did cook"

"Wrap some and put it in a brown paper bag. Is James outside?" Bill inquired then he looked back at the refrigerator to look for a box of milk.

 "Yes, Sir. James is at the garage cleaning the cars", Sandra started to do what Bill told her. Bill drank straight from the box of milk as he quenched his thirst.

"Call him and tell him to send that food for Bushido. Could you get me some paper and pen? I'll write a note on it"

Sandra just did as what Bill said. She gave him a piece of paper and pen. Bill scribbled down a note and smiled as he gave it to Sandra. She took it and placed it inside the bag and went to the garage where she saw a bulky brunette guy, Bill's driver slash bodyguard.

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