Y/n's little sister is obsessed with the band Tokio hotel. Y/n little sister begs their parents to let her go. But... they make Y/n take her. Y/n is not so happy about her parents decision but continues to go to please her little sister. little does...
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The last couple minutes of our bus drive was filled with talk about the bands of the records and CD's we bought. Mostly Bill, Gustav, and me were the ones carrying out the conversation with occasionally Georg or Tom joining in and asking question.
it wasn't long before we arrived at the hotel. we all got ready grabbing our stuff and heading off the bus. much like LA the hotel had a similar questionable name.
It was late at night so the streets were empty and quiet. after getting off the bus I can really take in the cold air. I was to excited about the record store that I didn't really take the time to really take it in instead of the stuffy bus air.
I notice the guys had already started walking to the front desk. I start to follow close behind. Bill was in charge of asking for the rooms while me and the other guys hung around until Bill was finished. I leaned against the wall looking at the pictures that filled my camera.
I had captured some moments of us on the bus. in just one night I had made so many memories. The bands preforming tomorrow night, that's when my first job starts. Im kind off nervous. I've never really taken professional pictures of people.
as I was spacing out thinking about tomorrows events with my camera still in my grip, I feel an arm wrap around my neck. My nose is hit with a strong cologne. The smell brought me back to a couple nights ago.
The night where a certain guitarist asked me to a party and to be there photographer. I knew exactly who was to the side of me and I can't help but smile. "I have a surprise for you later". his voice rings through my ears. surprise? a surprise can mean anything. I look at him. "what is it?" I saying looking up at him.
We're rather close together. "You'll see" he says winking before Bill walks over interrupting our very much tension filled conversation.
"Okay so, we all got lucky to have our room together. Gustav and Tom will be in one together me and Georg and y/n, you have you're own room I didn't want you to be with all the boys is that fine?" Bill says making sure I was comfortable being alone. "Yeah that's okay" I say.
We all grab our stuff before walking to the area where our rooms were. Before stopping. Georg checks the time. "It's already 12 at night is the pool even open?" He says questioning if they still wanting to have this celebration party for me which I still think isn't necessary.
"Who cares" Tom says shrugging. "So we'll get changed and then we'll get you y/n" Bill says. I agree and open my room. I jump on the cold soft sheets. The cold touch reminding me of my "punishment".
