°•That Boy•° Bill Kaulitz X Reader

•Ewing Street•

《A/N》
Okie so I just got back from playing at graduation and I'm really feeling inspired. So I bring to you the 6th chapter of "That Boy".

Also 1k+ PEOPLE HAVE READ MY STORY!? I FEEL SO ACCOMPLISHED!!!!!

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《Your pov》

I'm now walking down the streets of Downtown LA not knowing anything about everything. I felt so embarrassed and confused. There was nothing I could do. I had nowhere to go no one to call...unless...

Reece...

I could call him maybe. He might be willing enough to take me back in. I could get severely hurt though. Like I did before, but maybe he realized what he did. Maybe he changed some! I had to see.

I pushed past my thought of harm and onto the streets of Ewing. I walked with my bag in hand and my head hanging low. I follow the familiar path to his house. Crossing the little pond, the historical museum , and last but not least the playground. I finally reach the house I once knew.

Slowly I made my way up the porch stairs that lie before the house of his. I sit there pondering.

Should I really be doing this?

I knock.

I wait for a moment be for the door swings open to reveal a drunken man.

"What do ya want?" He speaks bottle in hand.

" Could I come in...?" A ask with my head hanging low.

He just looks at me before grabbing my forearm, and pulling me in roughly. I Yelp in fear. He pushes me to the couch, and I sit.

He looks at me expectingly. I soon come to realize he probably wants to know what I'm doing here.

"C-can I, well um", I clear my throat.

"Sorry" I mutter

"Spit it out!" He shouts, getting impatient.

I shutter.

"Could I stay here for a bit?" I question with a anxious tone.

He just looks at me while taking a swig of his beer. He swallows the last bit of his beverage before speaking.

"Sure, whatever"

My eyes widen. Praise the Lord baby!!! A place to stay :)

"But you're sleeping on the couch", he says slightly slurring his words and pointing his beer bottle.

He walks away to his room shutting the door loudly. I set my stuff down by my feet trying to think of something anything. Everything seemed to be so crazy right now: I almost died, I was homeless for a minute, I was taken in, and then I ran away.

It was a lot to take in.

I laid down looking towards the ceiling trying to distract myself or maybe sleep, but there was no chance that I would sleep tonight. Not after the way I slept through the whole day. So I just laid there thinking.

I must stayed there for at least 4-5 hours before I finally took a little nap.

I only slept for about an hour or so before I was being pushed off the couch and onto the floor.

I sat up half way looking up at the man sitting on the couch.

I gave him a look.

He glared down at me as I did.

"What!?" He shouted out at me.

I paused, not wanting to be struck by him.

"Nothing, sorry", I spoke

I got up heading to the stairs which lead to a hall. The hall had many different rooms. On the right side there were three doors, and on the left there were two. I had been in this house many times before. It was never enjoyable though. This house brings memories of hatred and anger.

I don't like that feeling it gives me.

I walk half way down the hall before stopping at the second room on the right side.

I turned the door knob pulling the door open and walking into the room.
It smelt of weed and beer. It smelt like Reece.

It was disgusting.

I sat down on the toilet, doing my business. When done I stood in front of the sink. I turned the faucet knobs to be the same. This made the water warm, but not hot.

I looked myself in the mirror. A disgusted face lie before me in the mirror. My hair was again tangled, my face was dirty, and my eyes had dark circles under them. I look at myself with hatred.

I storm out of the restroom towards Reece's room. I run to the closet in hopes of finding my clothes in a box or something.

I open the sliding door to see a bunch of discussing sweat ridden clothing hanging there. It smelt terrible.

I look down to see two boxes. I grab the first one pulling it to Reece's bed, and lifting it up onto it.

I hurriedly open them. Once open I come face to face with all of my clothes.

I jump up in excitement!

I start to dig around in the box looking for a good out fit. I find a few things that I like, and decided to put them on.

When I get my clothes on I run to the bathroom to look my self in the mirror again.

Better.

I grab my bag and run back to the room. Once there I shove a few outfits into the bag.

I stop at the sound of banging on the door.

I turn to look at the door, the door knob shaking vigorously.

My heart drops

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《A/N》

Ok!!! So like tomorrow is my last day of school, and I'm so excited, but the problem is that my phone is still gone. Lost in the jungle of sweating students and coughs of "colds".

Discussing

I think someone stole it, but ok. YEEEEEHAAAAW

I love you
- cc