BILL KAULITZ ☆ one shots/imagines!

camera pt. 2

Me and Bill are eating our dinner. We share glances from time to time. God, he is so pretty. I can't even believe I experienced a Tokio Hotel concert, let alone a date with Bill Kaulitz.

Bill probably noticed I was zoning out because he asked, "is everything alright, liebchen (sweet heart)?" I snap back into reality and nodded.

"I just can't believe this is real." I start playing with the stray strands of vegetable on my plate with a fork.

"I can't believe you're real." Bill grabs my hand. I blush and look away from his gaze.

Before, the waitress came with the bill. He gave me a box. It was a silver star necklace, with a note that says, "will you be my girlfriend?". I smile and nod.

SNAP!

Bill takes a picture of me with my camera. I blush and snatch the camera back.

"Hey, I didn't get a chance to see it!" Bill playfully crosses his arms.

"You're lucky your handsome. I would of killed you." I said before putting my camera away.

We finished our meal and after fighting over the bill, I have up and let him pay for it.

Bill takes out his keys and walked with me to his car. He opened the door and I sat down.

"Thank you, for everything." I looked at him. My smiled and replied by kissing me. I kissed back and I pulled away to take a picture. I smiled at the photo and then just watched the road.

He brought me back to his hotel to spend the night. Me and him watched movies and cuddled throughout the night.

The next morning, I woke up and admired Bill. The room filled with his soft snores. I got tried to get up, but I felt a strong arm holding me down.

"Don't go..." Bill let out with a raspy tone. I giggled, "okay, a couple more minutes. But, first..."

I snapped a picture of Bill sleeping and how his hair perfectly frames his face even if he is sleeping. His eyelashes were long and perfect. His jawline was soft, but sharp. I admired him for a few, before going back into bed.

"Babe, I have to go to work and you have a show to practice for." I said changing my clothes. He doesn't respond and he just stares at me changing.

I look over and gasp, "pervert." I pretend to be offended. He just wraps his arms around me.

My final shift is over. Since, I'm Tokio Hotel's photographer I get to tour with them full time.

"Come on, babe. Do you have everything packed?" Bill greeted me with a hug. I hugged him back and nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" He grabbed my hand and my luggage. He put my bag in the trunk of the bus. He was really excited to show me around on the tour bus. I looked around in awe.

"Wow," is all I could say. Bill showed me the bunk I would be sleeping in, but we both knew we would probably sleep together, no matter how small is it.

"Oh, hey Y/N!" Tom came down from the bunk and slung his arm around my shoulders.

"Hey! That's my girlfriend..." Bill have Tom a playful glare. Tom laughed and he told me about how everyone loved the photos I took. He showed how even made one of the photos his profile picture. I smiled.

Georg and Gustav were on the couches playing some game on the TV. Tom later joined them.

"Wow, it's always been a dream to be here." I say to Bill before sitting down on the other couch across the other boys.

Bill kisses my cheek and we slowly drift off the sleep.

We were woken up my an annoyed Tom.

"Come on love birds. We have a concert to perform!" Tom shook us and jumped off the tour bus and went straight to the back of the stage.

I groan and grab my cameras. I rolled my eyes to the sight of Bill being deep in sleep.

SNAP!

Bill wakes up to the sight of me taking a picture of him. He gives me a playful death glare and follows me out of the door.

Today, I wore denim jean shorts that may or may not be too short for me, a belt that looks bigger than the shorts, a black baby t-shirt with stars, and a pair of black boots.

I set up my cameras on each side. I sit on the steps as I watched girls run into the venue. I could hear a faint whisper of my name.

"Y/N!" I see Bill motioning towards backstage. I got up quickly and went inside.

"You don't have to wait out there, babe. It's really hot outside." I blushed by the way he's concerned over me.

"It's quite messy here, we literally got here 20 minutes ago." I said in disgust. Bill just shrugged and went back to his chair with the make up artist.

SNAP!

I took pictures the whole time they are getting ready. I even got a picture of Tom shirt less, I know girls would swoon over the picture.

There were ten minutes left until the concert started. I ran down and got to my spot. I could see girls already almost breaking the barricade.

The show started and snapped a bunch of pictures. But, this time it was different. Bill kept looking at me while taking pictures and I got a bunch of pictures of Bill staring at the camera. At one point he even blew a kiss. I smiled and caught it secretly.

I got pictures of Georg flipping his hair and playing the guitar. I got Tom playing his guitar at different angles. I took pictures of Gustav playing the drums and the light shining against the drums. Of course, I got pictures of Bill singing his heart out.

The show is over and I am sweating from the immense body heat. I took a moment to look at the pictures and brought them back stage.

I moved the curtain and it revealed the boys out of breath and laying on the couch.

"Hey boys," I spoke as I turned on my camera, "here take a look at the photos." I gave my camera to Gustav first because I always love seeing his reactions first.

"Wow, there are even more photos of Bill than last time. I never knew that could be possible." Tom smirks and laughs.

"I'm flattered." Bill pretends to be a diva and grabs the camera to take a look. I laugh and gives him a kiss.

"Hey, how about we get a picture of all of us together?" Georg suggests.

Everyone in the room nods and I take my personal camera out and take the selfie. Last minute, Bill plants a kiss on my cheek.

"It's so cute." I smiled. "I can't believe I went from fan girl, concert photographer, to Bill's girlfriend."

"Hey, you're still our photographer!" Tom cups his hands around his mouth before going to the changing room. Me and Bill laugh and take one last picture for the night.

"Mein fotograf (my photographer.)" Bill says before planting a kiss on my temple.