jealous girl || bill kaulitz

7

after practicing practically all day, you manage to perform 'bring me to life' with little to no errors. hanna clapped happily as you managed to pull the song off.

after that was 'welcome to the black parade', which you had never practiced before. after listening to the tune (and watching a couple youtube videos) you managed to get on track.

it wasn't easy, but you managed to pull it off well. hanna had given you more information, and they had even asked you to sing. that was not necessarily an issue for you, but you were nervous. you hadn't practiced singing that much lately.

however, with time, you managed to feel somewhat confident with both songs.

"god, hanna. i don't know, i'm not entirely confident about this." you complain. "hey, don't worry. you're doing great. this is also your first ever show performance, they'll probably cut you some slack." she comforts you.

"gee, thanks. but this is my first day learning to strum to 'welcome to the black parade'." you sigh, lifting your guitar to your lap.

"and you're doing great!" she smiles. you smile back, faking it. "i'll give you some time alone, if you'd like. i smell your moms cooking." she whispers the last part, to which you laugh.

she walks out of the room downstairs and greets your uncle and mom as you sit in your room, alone with the music.

once hanna leaves, you feel yourself less tense. you always learn better once someone isn't staring at you. well, that'll be great for tomorrow night.

you sigh and get to work again, taking breaks in between to rest your fingers.

after a while, you take a break and go to eat dinner with hanna, your uncle, and your mom.

hanna managed to have good conversation with your uncle and mom while you were gone, and you knew your mom would likely allow her to come over almost everyday for the rest of your trip.

hanna managed to explain the whole situation to your mom, and she seemed shocked. "really?! wow, that's amazing!" your mom smiles, extremely happy. "when's the performance?" she asks.

"tomorrow night." hanna responds. "isn't that a bit sudden?" your mom raises an eyebrow, passing some food to your uncle. "you know, when i was your age, i was in a band." your uncle adds. your mom chuckles, and you respond to her question. "yeah, but i'm pretty sure i can do it, no big deal." you respond, finishing up your food.

after the dinner, hanna decides to leave so her grandma won't get too worried. she hugs you goodbye and let's you know she'll be there for you first thing in the morning.

you go to your room and begin to practice once again. you manage to hit the notes perfectly and play the guitar good at the same time. for the first time today, you feel 100% good about your performance.

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the next day ; 11 am

you start getting ready, putting on your best clothes to make a lasting impression.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ makeup look and outfit

"damn y/n!" hanna walks in your room, jokingly biting her lip. you roll your eyes at her and laugh, preparing yourself for the performance you had at 5 pm. the show aired at about 11:30 pm or 12 am, but it was pre-recorded.

"i'm so nervous." you exhale, rubbing your sweaty hands together out of nervousness. "it'll be okay! let's practice for now." hanna smiles and you begin to practice before the show, making sure you were fully prepared.

"how far away is the show at?" you ask hanna, to which she thinks for a second. "it's about a three hour drive." she cringes. "shit, we gotta leave now!" you panic.

hanna immediately checks the time. "god, you're right. let's go." she says, excitedly running down the stairs with you.

before you left, you made sure to grab your guitar and anything else you needed.

"mom, we're leaving now!" you call to her. "okay, please be careful! text me!" she calls back. your mom couldn't come because she had to care for your uncle, of course.

you get in the drivers seat as hanna sits in the passengers seat. you set your guitar in the back and immediately turn on the car and type in the address hanna gave you to the gps in the car.

"woohoo! let's go!"

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3 hours later ; at the tv studio

you and hanna get out of the car, you bringing along your guitar. "this place is huge." you spoke in pure shock. you haven't been to a place like this before.

you're immediately greeted by security where they had told you to enter at. they check to see who you were, and you explained hanna was your friend. they nodded and allowed you in, alerting the boss of the show, the interviewer.

"y/n, is it?" the tv interviewer walks down to you, greeting you. "yes, sir. it's nice to meet you." you respectfully shake his hand. "this is my friend, hanna." you point towards her, and she shakes his hand as well. "pleasure to meet you, sir." she smiles.

"the pleasure is all mine. i'm glad you could make it at such short notice," he says, beginning to walk, to which you and hanna follow, "we saw your video online and were amazed at your playing. i want to give you an interview and we would be delighted to hear you play on our show." he smiles kindly.

"thank you so much for the offer, i would've never expected this to happen, but i am so grateful." you respond. "great! the show starts in fifteen, so you can go to the dressing room #1 down the hall, they will escort you when it is time to start." he explains, to which you nod to and thank him.

someone kindly escorts you and hanna to the dressing room, explaining everything that was going to happen.

you exhale and take a look at yourself in the huge vanity mirror. hanna sneaks a picture when you're not looking and smiles at the result.

"damnnn, y/n! this is so superstar material!" she exclaims. she shows you the picture, and you smile at it. one thing about hanna; she's great at taking pictures "and don't forget, i made sure to tell georg for the guys to tune in for the show tonight." she winks, leaning forward in her chair.

"they know?!" you exclaim. "no, it's a surprise. i just told them to watch tonight's show." she giggles.

you exhale nervously, when suddenly someone knocks on the door and opens it.

"alright guys, it's time."