Tom & Bill stories

Eventful Picnic | SMUT | { Bill }

{ y/n's POV : }
It's been a week since me and Bill had that argument. I'm too stubborn to give in and apologise, because I actually know I started the fight. I know it was wrong but I got so mad when he was on tour all the time, so I was left on my own a lot. I just missed him, and so when he got back my emotions boiled over.

the argument :
He'd just got back from his tour in France and I was sat in the kitchen in a mood. He walked in hesitantly as he saw my eyes scowl at him from across the room. "Talk to any more girls?" I huffed, slightly itching for a fight to release my anger at the situation. He dropped his stuff to the floor and sighed in annoyance. "Really? I just got in and we're doing this?" I slipped myself of the counter and headed straight towards him. "You've been gone so long and expect me to believe you weren't trying it on with anyone?" I glared at him, which he did back. "For gods sake, no! I didn't do anything and although they tried, I didn't do anything with them." He turned to the side and swooped past me. I wasn't done with him so I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him to face me. He was level with my face, but tugging to get me off him. "I don't believe you, and I bet your just lying." I looked him right in his eyes, and saw his jaw clench. "Fine! If you don't believe me, don't!" His voice was full of spite, and I let his hand go and exhaled.

He stormed off upstairs, I heard banging and then he came back downstairs with his stuff. My eyes widened as my stomach turned. He headed straight for the door, opening it angrily, and slamming it right after. I shook myself. He doesn't normally argue back. I knew I deserved it though. "Ugh, why do I always do this?" I rubbed my hands over my face and sighed.

present day :

He hasn't come back since. I haven't called or texted him. But oh, how I've missed him. I'm starting to stress because we have a photoshoot planned for today. Obviously I'm dating a famous person, and I also sing myself, so I give in to the paparazzi. Oh god, I can't back out now. As I'm getting ready for the shoot, I start biting my nails nervously. At least the other band members are gonna be there, phew. I did my hair, and put some natural makeup on, while I picked a cute white outfit to wear. It was slightly revealing - but it was extremely comfy. I smiled as I twirled in the mirror. I look so cute!

12:30 am :
{ first person & third mix }

Y/n walked downstairs, looking down as she checked the time on her phone. She was all dressed, now it was time to go. She wanted to get there before Bill got there, so she didn't have to face him. She sighs as she walks out the house, locks it, and grabs her car keys out of her pocket. She unlocks the car and hops in. Soon, she's in the city central and walking towards a big apartment with the company name on it. She walks in and heads over to the counter, checking herself in with her appointment time. The lady behind the counter guides her into the area.

{ y/n's POV : }

I walk in and see the picnic laid out, with chocolate and strawberries set out on the patented carpet. I admire the setup for a minute or 2, when suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see... Tom! I beam at him and wrap my arms around him. He smiles back, leaning into the hug. "Oh I'm so glad to see you again!" I finally pull away from Tom. He pretends to faint while pointing at his waist, mocking how tight I hugged him. "Shut up!" I swat him with my hand and he dodges it. "Glad to see you too." He laughs. "Hey, the rest of the guys are here." He pulls me towards the bench with everyone sat on it. I see Bill, Gustav, and Georg. I smile at all of them, mostly looking at Gustav and Georg. Bill rolls his eyes. I pretend not to notice. Suddenly, a woman steps out - clipboard in hand. She pulls her glasses down and eyes all of us. "Right. It's time, everyone on set now!" She says in a strict tone. We all nod and head for the carpet.

I sit down on my knees in front of Bill, Tom and Georg on the other side of me. Gustav sat next to me and gave me an encouraging thumbs up and a smile. I giggled and did the same back. I turned to look back, and Bill was already staring right at me. The lady stood behind the white background cover, rotating her hands as in a, 'get ready' kind of signal. "Remember, eat the food laid out, and don't forget to pose!" And with that she was gone.