When Mia woke up the next morning Tom were still sleeping, her head still on his chest. She looked up at him, he looked calm, peaceful. The light from a lamp in the corner of the room reflected slightly in his lip piercing.
She carefully got up trying not to wake him or Bill and Riley who were sleeping on the other side of the room. She contemplated taking Riley and running but Mia had finally realized that she was actually happy with the band. She had noticed how the couple looked at each other yesterday. They had only love. Even if Mia didn't trust Bill, she knew he loved Riley. But even people who love do bad things, so she would keep trying to get her friend to reconsider.
She had thought about it last night, about getting away. She needed to leave, even if Riley wouldn't come with her for the moment. She needed to get a telephone and call Michel, Riley's father. He would understand, knowing his daughter, and get her to come home.
And what better day to get to a phone that today, when Tom and her were going shopping in a mall full of people.
Still in her clothes from yesterday she slowly pressed down on the doorknob making it squeak loudly. The sound could wake even a heavy sleeper so her first instinct was to quickly open the door and run out of it. While closing the door she heard a sigh and the sound of springs in a bed moving. She hurried into the kitchen and hid behind the kitchen island that was connected to the wall so it hid the small fridge. She pulled out a chair and sat behind it so she was covered. She put her head between her knees making it look like a bomb was about to go off beside her."What are you doing?" A tired voice with a thick German voice said. Tom stood before her looking at her through the chairs with a confused look on his face. She opened her eyes and raised her face to look back at him. "Why are you hiding under there? It's like seven in the morning. Get out here." He continued removing one of the chairs, still no energy in his voice. He grabbed one of her wrist and pulled her out of her hiding then placing her on the chair.
"Good morning." She tried, looking at his newly awoken face.
"Good morning, why were you under the table?"
"How do you say 'good morning' in German?"
"Guten Morgen. Now, why were you running away? I thought we were cool when we went to sleep."
"Guten Morgen. Hm, Morgen sounds like morning." Her pronunciation were not great but it was understandable.
"Mia-" He said quietly taking her hands in his.
"We can never be cool, never friends, never anything, you know that. It would never work out, we'd just fight."
"So? Why does it matter if we fight sometimes?" He said looking at her with some care in his eyes.
"Why? Because it's not sometimes with us, in the small time we have known each other we have been fighting for almost all of it."
"Not yesterday. Yesterday we were friends, more that friends." He said with a smirk taking a hold of her hips pulling himself closer. He was now standing between her legs looking into her light eyes.
"No you were drunk, and it was for the fans." She excused the night before.
"I wasn't that drunk, and you weren't drunk at all. Plus the fans were not in our room tonight."
"Nothing happened tonight."
"No, but we were friends. And being friends is a great first step. You can't tell me you didn't have fun last night, you were laughing the whole night. Don't say all that was for the fans, because it wasn't, we had fun last night." He was still smirking and holding her around the waist.
"Maybe." She smiled then started laughing and looked away.
"What?"
"No, I were just thinking about Bill and Riley last night." As she said that he started laughing a little too thinking about how they acted just hours before.
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2009 - Tom Kaulitz
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