The One Who Controls | Tom Kaulitz

Who Is He

"How are you such a good cook? Everything I make turns out nasty." I ask Taylor as I'm eating the pasta she made.

"Don't know, just that good." She says laughing as she hands everyone else a plate. We all sat at the island eating dinner and just enjoying the silence. It felt a little weird being back here, no one talked about it, maybe that would be even weirder. The whole situation was fucked now I have to pretend everything is normal around here, or is it?

"What are you thinking about?" Bill asks me, as I snap back into reality looking up at him.

"Uh nothin, just life." I say picking through my food. There's an awkward silence in the air before it's broken by Taylor talking about racing or something.

"Not as good as V!" I hear her say laughing and nudging Bill.

"What?" I ask curiously, she smiles at me and gives me a look.

"Your driving skills girl." I nod my head and grin a little as Tom perks up at the sudden conversation.

"She's not that amazing." Bill says rolling his eyes and looking down at his plate.

"Oh really? I could beat your ass any day." I say in a snarky tone, it was taken a little to heart.

Everyone goes quiet and looks up at me, surprised. Taylor drops her jaw, not knowing what Bill is going to say.

"Right now?" No fucking way, shit. Tom looks at his brother shaking his head, laughing.

"Your on." I say standing up from the table. Bill gets up fast and then came everyone else.

"Oh shittt!" George says clapping his hands as we walk to the garage. Tom throws me the keys and he gets into Bills car as Taylor comes with George and I.

"You sure about this."

"Nope." I say backing out of the garage and hitting the highway. We drove to a dead road and pulled up on the line, rolling down the windows.

Bill revs the engine and looks over. "Loser gets a punishment of choice!" I nod and flip him the finger, as I grip the steering wheel. George counted off the seconds down.

"Go!" He yells at the gas pedal is to the floor as we fly down the road, it was a straight shot, just had to go faster then Bill. He was right next to, it was even for a minute as we near the end. The numbers rise, 90..110..120..130. My hair whipped in the wind as I speed up. Taylor's cheering as we see the finish line. I shift the gears and cross the line. It was neck to neck, practically same time.

"I can't even tell who won that?"

"Fuck I don't know." I say stepping out of the car and shutting the door. Bill and Tom hop out and walk over. I cross my arms and stare them down.

"Close call huh. I'm not that good right?"

"Whatever V, beginners luck." Bill says scoffing looking away as Taylor comes to his side. Tom wraps an arm around me, smiling.

"I knew you'd beat him." He whispers in my ear as he leant down. I laugh a little and stare at Bills mad face, so funny.

Taylor tried to cheer him up but now he was in a mood, and shrugging her off. It was a little rude, she hasn't done shit to him. God.

It was about 10 at night and we all wanted to do something fun. There wasn't a race tonight so I thought we could go out.

"What about clubbing, we could also go downtown after." Taylor suggested.

"I was just about to say that."

Bill looked annoyed but Tom and George liked the idea. I was tryna go out and get drunk.