You and the rest of the band have known each other since birth in a small town in Germany, (you Sing with bill btw) you all never had feelings for each other and you all made a code to never date each other when you grew up but as you all started to...
When you were backstage getting ready you were a nervous wreck thankfully you weren't part of the band. You were only shown as a special guest when they announced you were going to be there without bill.
After thinking about your songs and going over them you go to the closet to change then you did your makeup
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When you and the band are finally ready to go out of stage you look back to see all of them standing behind you breathing in and out looking like a nervous reck just like you. Then you look forward again and the backstage worker opens the curtain for you guys and you all run on stage at the same time.
The fans go wild and you smile and look at how many people were there almost 5,000! You smile and wave and guys and girl wave at you from the front row. You get closer to them and kneel down to them grabbing there hands and smiling then you scream into the mic "how's everyone doing today!!! *fans scream* excited for this epic concert???!!!!" And all of them scream in response you smile and say "alright let's do this!!!" And Gustav starts with the drums with the song Shrei. Tom goes with the guitar and walk towards you and you lean on his back a little and start singing.
"Du stehst auf und kriegst gesagt, wohin du geh'n sollst Wenn du da bist, hörst du auch noch, was du denken sollst Danke, das war mal wieder echt 'n geiler Tag Du sagst nichts und keiner fragt dich: "Sag mal, willst du das?" Nein, nein, nein, na-na-na-na-nein Nein, nein, nein, na-na-na-na-nein Schrei, bis du du selbst bist Schrei, und wenn es das Letzte ist Schrei, auch wenn es wehtut Schrei so laut du kannst" you hear Tom chuckle and move closer to the fans you go the other way and sing next to georg
"Nein, nein, nein, na-na-na-na-nein Nein, nein, nein, na-na-na-na-nein Schrei, bis du du selbst bist Schrei, und wenn es das Letzte ist Schrei, auch wenn es wehtut Schrei so laut du kannst Schrei, bis du du selbst bist Schrei, und wenn es das Letzte ist Schrei, weil es so wehtut Schrei so laut du kannst Schrei" georg sings the background lyrics with you and you both smile at each other and you start going up to the fans they all scream and some even cry. You end the song and everyone screams for all of you but specially Tom.
Then we continued with wo sind eure hände You sang this one rlly well it even made you surprised on how many notes you were hitting. Everyone was singing along with you and you have never smiled, laughed, and felt so excited before. You were having so much fun with everyone in the band and when bill was watching you guys live on the tv he was smiling and jumping for you on his couch. He was actually so happy you were there with them, if this wasn't a better plan to get her back idk what I would have done.. he thought to himself and smiled.
When the concert was over you decided to have a sleep over with the band except bill since he was all the way back in Germany.
"So when are you guys going back to Germany?" You looking around and they all get sad "In 4 days." Georg says putting his head down and the rest just got upset and so did you tbh. "This is the end of our tour...this was the last concert" Tom says looking at you "Well I didn't wanna say it but I had fun." You say smiling a little and Gustav says "I had fun too, we should do that again but this time with bill!" "Yea!!" You say making a funny pose and they all laugh. Then Tom grabs a pillow and smashes in on your head making you fall back from your pose "you little-" you say and you grab a pillow and fight with Tom and the rest of the band....
