World Behind My Walls (Bill Kaulitz)

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Bill...the name still seemed like a wound I was never able to heal. I pulled my sunglasses over my face as I walked out of my car and stared at the house, I once called home. My eyes darts across the porch, memories resurfacing that made my heart flutter and tighten. My final year of school just ended, I was a foreign exchange student in London because I was sick of staying here, constantly avoiding people I used to know. My feet dragged up on the porch and the door slammed open, my mom practically tackling me. "Oh my gosh, my baby is home! I have missed you so much. Please tell me everything, was it fun? What all did you do?" She carried on as she helped me carry my bags, I already told her everything that happened on our weekly call but she wanted it again, but in person this time. I did what she wanted as we walked up my stairs, she bit her lip and nodded intensely. My eyes wondered at the new pictures she has added, all the ones I sent to her from London.

  "I'm glad to be back though, I missed this place." In other words, I missed my room. The family I was staying at put me in a very small room that had no heater, they were very sweet but I just missed my big master bedroom. I'm not spoiled, I promise but my mom let me have it because it was upstairs and she wanted to stay downstairs.  "Tom has missed you a bunch, he kept asking when you'd be back." I smiled at Tom's name, he's been like a brother to me and would often text me while I was away.

"Don't worry, I told him today I would. I just have to text him to meet up later for some drinks, just him and I." I emphasize on the last part, letting my mom know what happened between Bill and I is still affecting us. We constantly tried to be friends again but...things got in the way. I was better now but I was still scared to see him, especially after he hurt me. That's one of the main reason I left too, I couldn't stand being in the same country as him anymore. Too much has been since those years, and I just want to forget it.

"Oh...well okay then. Just get some quick rest before you go and I'll finish unpacking the rest of your stuff. All your new clothes are cute!"

"Ah, that reminds me!" I shouted, running to a suitcase. "This is for you." I popped out a charm bracelet she's been wanting for years but it was only available in England.

She gasped loudly and shot back. "You didn't! Tell me you didn't. Oh Amber, this is too much." As a matter of fact, it was too much but I don't need to tell her that. "Thank you baby!" She engulfed me with hugs and kisses, mumbling thank you over and over.

"Oh, and then there are these." I gave her a few more items and she continued to gasp loudly, giving me once again, another hug.

"You're amazing. I love it, thank you. Now go rest or get ready, whatever you want to do. I'm just so happy you're back."

I smiled broadly and got up, closing the door after she left and changed my clothes. I was wearing sweatpants and a Pink Floyd sweatshirt for over 24 hours, I was ready to get them off. I changed into black skinny jeans and a grey off the shoulder top with a necklace Tom gave me as a goodbye present. I was a chain necklace with a heart in the middle that had stitches on them and inside was a picture of him, Bill, and I when we were in middle school. It was one of my favorite memories although that day, a couple hours we took that picture I broke my arm falling off a tree.

I grabbed my phone and dialed Tom's number, it was answered in almost a second. "Oh my god, please tell me you've been back. I have been waiting!"

I giggled loudly. "Yes I'm back and I'm ready to meet up. See you in 20?"

"Maybe sooner, I may break the speed limit. See you soon."

Excitement came over me and I raced downstairs to get my car keys, yelling at mom I'm leaving. I took off as fast as I could, excitement was just boiling all over me. I've missed my best friend with my whole heart, and their band thankfully just came back from tour a week prior and won't leave for another 3-4 months besides going to an awards show for a few days. I giggled with even more excitement, clapping like a lunatic. "I'm gonna see Tom." I practically shouted to myself before trying to compose myself. I got to stay professional, can't make people think I'm a lunatic.