My Princess - A Tom Kaulitz fanfiction

7. Lies

"I swear," Tom said.

"You're just hallucinating"

"Why would they even enter backstage though?"

"Duhh because she's the princess of Denmark." Tom was left with many unanswered questions.

"Are you sure you saw her in the crowd as well?"

"Yes, guys I'm not lying! She wore a black T-shirt and black boots when she walked backstage, and when I saw her in the crowd."

"Okay, but you do realize that's what all our fans wear right? Gustav laughed.

"No, she was different. God, you guys are so annoying." Tom jumped into the couch, to show off his frustrations.

"Why are you making this a big fuss? Just go get somebody else."

Tom was about to respond but then a guard came into their room. "We have backstage passes coming in two."

"What?"

"Noooo. We're so exhausted." Bill said.

"These people are important." The security guard said.

The boys were left alone again.

"Important?" Bill said.

"You know who's important? The princess" Gustav laughed. And then they all realized. But before they could even say or do anything, they opened and three girls came in. One with braided black hair, one with a blond ponytail, and then Amalia.

Fuck shit fuck Tom thought to himself. Again, he was caught off guard. His heart dropped.

The band quickly looked at each other like they had just seen a ghost. The girls all came over and gave the boys hugs.

Tom felt as if he was about to vomit when he hugged Amalia. It was an awkward hug. They were both too afraid to really touch each other. Amalia had just spent the last two hours watching Tom and his movements.

"Nice seeing you again," Bill said when he hugged Amalia. "You didn't say you were coming backstage with us."

"Yes I did, I told Tom," Amalia said. Now they all looked at Tom.

"Uhm yeah... Yeah, totally, I remember." Tom didn't know how to speak.

Amalia stepped in, "Well I told him that I would meet you guys again. And here we are." Amalia smiled and waved her hands.

There was a small awkward moment but the Amalia stepped back and let Frida and Santana have their moments with the band. She kept looking at Tom and he kept looking at her.

"So these are the friends you were talking about."

"Yes." Amalia laughed. Amalia couldn't seem to shake the awkwardness off of her.

The guys invited the girls over to their table with snacks and drinks. Frida and Santana followed the boys but Amalia was hesitant. She felt like the alcohol had worn off, and she felt very uptight.

Tom was observing her every move. He just wanted to go over and talk to her like he had done millions of times before with other girls, but she had some kind of a shield around her.

"So what are you guys doing now?" Santana asked.

"We're pretty tired so our plan was to just head back to the hotel, and get some rest," Gustav said.

"We have an interview tomorrow at 16, and then one again Wednesday at noon and a show at 20 before leaving Copenhagen and heading to Horsens for a show on Thursday," Bill said overwhelmed.