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Interview

The next day

Jimmy called me today, asking if I'd be willing to do an interview with Tom and Bill. I said yes and a few hours later, I was standing outside their place.

Once I pulled up in front of their place, the scene was already a mess. Paparazzi were crowded along the sidewalk like vultures, cameras flashing the second they saw my car. I hadn't even stepped out yet.

Before I could decide what to do, the front door opened.

Tom and Bill stepped outside, both dressed low-key but still unmistakably them tall, sharp, quiet beneath the noise.

The flashes exploded harder now, the shouting louder.

"Y/N, over here!"

"Tom, smile for us!"

I caught Bill's eyes for half a second, just enough to remember what it felt like to be known by him. Then I looked away.

I didn't roll the window down. I didn't wave.

Instead, I pulled off slowly, leaving the chaos behind, their silhouettes shrinking in my rearview mirror.

The drive to the interview location was quiet, too quiet. But at least it was mine.

Once we reached the venue, a man stepped out from the side of the building, blocking our way.

"I know you guys are pretty busy, but can we get a couple of shots? It'll be less than two minutes," he said, holding up his camera with a hopeful smile.

I exchanged a glance with Bill and Tom. They both nodded.

"Sure," I said, forcing a small smile.

We positioned ourselves near the entrance. The man clicked away, snapping photos as we shifted into different poses, some natural, some forced.

I felt the weight of the cameras on us, the pressure to look perfect, to play the part we all knew the world expected.

The flashes lit up the afternoon like bursts of lightning.

Two minutes felt like an eternity.

Bill on the left and Tom on the right,  for reference.

After we finished the photos, they hooked us up with microphones as we waited to be called on stage.

"Good morning, good afternoon, and goodnight everyone! Today we have three very special guests, please welcome Y/N Jolie and the Kaulitz twins!" Jimmy announced, and the crowd erupted into applause.

We stepped out together, waving to the audience. The twins exchanged a quick hug with Jimmy, but when it came to me, Jimmy gave me a bear hug playfully, making the crowd go wild once again.

"Hello! How are you guys feeling tonight?" Jimmy asked as we all sat down.

"Good, but it's our first time here, so..." I heard Tom say with a small smile, and Bill nodded in agreement.

Jimmy jumped right into the questions, moving between the three of us, asking about our lives and projects.

Then came the moment I'd been dreading.

"So, Y/N, fans are dying to know about your love life. Who's been on your mind?" Jimmy asked, glancing at the twins, who both turned to look at me.

My mouth suddenly went dry.

"I've actually never had a boyfriend," I lied smoothly. "I just don't really have my book open right now."

The truth was I haven't really been interested or experienced about dating, I was scared.

Jimmy smirked, "So does that mean your legs have been closed as well?"

The question made me uncomfortable, and I shrugged.

"I'd rather just wait for the right person, you know. I haven't met them yet."

"So that means you're a virg—"

Before he could finish, I cut him off, pointing at his desk, "What are those?"

He grinned and held up a stack of magazines. "That's what I've been waiting for, Y/N. We finally got the Playboy magazine and you're on the front cover."

He handed the magazines to the three of us.

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TOM'S POV

They handed me a magazine with Y/N on the cover. She looked stunning.

I was surprised to hear she was a virgin—if I were her, I'd have slept with me a long time ago.

"Wow," I muttered, flipping through the pages.

Bill managed to say quietly, "Y/N, these look amazing."

Her body looked flawless, the tattoos, the belly piercing and they only made her more perfect in my eyes.

☆

After the interview ended, we headed back to Y/N's dressing room.

A knock at the door interrupted the quiet.

"It's me, Jimmy," he said as he entered, shaking our hands. "Good job today, guys. It was great having you."

Y/N watched him carefully in the mirror as she stood.

He came up to hug her, but his hand slipped a little too low.

She tensed but forced a smile.

We left soon after; there was a party waiting for us.