Damaged goods // T.Kaulitz

She has the edge we've been looking for

-Bill's pov-

Tom and Keira pulled up behind me, fans were screaming at us from the gates. Keira had a bundle of clothes in her hand which I guess she grabbed from her car.

"How do you deal with all that and not punch one of them?" Keira commented, looking behind us.

A few months ago I thought it'd be a good idea to get someone else in the band. To help sing backup and maybe even a rhythm guitarist. I need to hear music come from someone who isn't boring or the same as everyone else who's tried getting. Aka Keira. She has that edge to her that tells me she could really add to the band. I've heard her play in school and she was amazing from what I saw.

-Keira's pov-

"Yeah Tom! How do we deal with it?" Bill said accusingly.

"What? She threw her cigarette in our car!" He shrugged.

I looked at them both confused, Bill was staring at Tom with his eyebrows raised.

"He punched a fan!" Bill pointed at Tom.

"Right ok!" I nodded, walking through the doors.

This place was basically a house. As soon as I walked in there was a kitchen and dining room to my right? Then a living room with instruments. Behind the big ass space behind the couch.

"Do you guys live in this or something?" I joked.

"Sometimes we stay here...you know when shit gets out of hand!" Tom nodded, going to the living room.

I shrugged and followed him.

"There's bedrooms and shit upstairs" Bill commented.

"Fuck...so you guys are rich rich!" I laughed, falling back onto a couch.

"Georg and Gustav will here soon...and the manager!" Tom said, looking up from his phone.

I didn't know who Georg or Gustav were, I've heard their names around school but that's all.

"Right I should get changed before people show up..." I stood up again.

That's when the door opened, a boy with shoulder length brown hair walked in, followed a blonde one and then a man.

"Hey guys!" The brunette one called before noticing me.

"New girl?" He looked at Tom.

"No asshole!" Tom answered.

"That's Keira!" Bill introduced.

"Oh shit! The one from Infierno? Or whatever it's called?" The blonde one jumped in.

"Mhm" I nodded, desperately wanting to get out of there.

"What did you two do to her?" The one with long hair looked at the blood on my shirt.

"Ok" I sighed, walking out, "Where's the bathroom?"

"Upstairs to the left!" Bill called.

"Gracias!" I walked up the stairs.

I followed his directions and found the bathroom. Holy shit it was nice. It was marble and white with gold accents, like a Roman palace or something.

I changed into the clothes I had. It was a black corset top and some black, baggy, ripped jeans. I used water from the tap to clean the dry blood from around my nose and wiped the mascara from under my eyes so it just looked like eyeliner. Using my fingertips I flattened my hair, it wasn't that had to begin with though.

When I went downstairs and saw they were playing music. All of them were spread out a little bit and playing somewhat quietly for a while before stopping.