jealous girl || bill kaulitz

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y/n's pov

as we eat our food, bill suddenly turns the radio up. immediatrly, i hear one of my favorite songs begin to play and i widen my eyes. i start to sing the song, and just in time, bill starts to sing along as well.

"you like this song, too?" he asks, surprised. "i LOVE this song." i exclaim, singing along with him. he smiles as we drive down the road, singing and laughing.

"tom, do you not know this song?" i ask him, noticing how he didn't even sing along or barely acknowledge it. he just kept texting on his phone.

"no, i'm not a fan of them." he blankly replies, to which i gasp at. bill rolls his eyes. "you obviously have no taste then." i roll my eyes at tom.

"it means i have better taste than both of you."

i give him a stare and he sticks his tongue out at me, laughing at my reaction.

me and bill suddenly stared at each other, our expressions both turning into mischievous smirks. bill somehow knew exactly what i was thinking and began to blast the song, causing an annoyed tom to groan.

me and bill stared at each other, singing and laughing while tom frowned in the back seat.

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after 2 and a half more hours, we finally arrived to my home. bill pulled into the driveway and parked the car, looking over at me.

"do you want us to come in with you?" he asks, looking concerned.

"no, i probably need to speak with her alone." i reply, sighing.

"i could use a smoke break." tom says, grabbing some cigarettes from his huge ass jeans.

"one day you're gonna be on one of those smoking commercials." i remark.

"being the hot advertiser?"

"no, being the one that says 'i've been smoking for 105 years'." i say, giving my best impression.

he throws a cigarette at me as i get out of the car with a smirk on my face, earning a laugh from bill.

i walk up to the door, suddenly feeling anxious and scared. i slowly place my hand in front of the door, knocking on it.

after about a couple seconds, i'm greeted by my mom opening the door. she stands there with a blank face, which then turns into an apologetic smile.

"y/n honey, i've missed you."

i blankly stare at her, walking into the house with her closing the door behind me.

"can we talk please?" she asks, sitting down on the couch and i sit on the other side.

i nod my head and she looks down, as if she's trying to think of the right words to say.

"i'm so sorry, honey. please understand where i was coming from. i was just troubled because you're never home, and you've been doing your own thing. i need your help." she stares at me intently, and i could tell she meant every word she was saying.

"i'm sorry, too, mom. but i think it's important that we talk everything out instead of doing anything drastic." i tell her honestly. she nods profusely and gives me a smile.

"of course, honey. i'm sorry." she apologizes, standing up to give me a hug.

"when will you come back?" she asks.

i internally panic at her question, remembering how tom and bill asked me to join them on their tour.

"actually, tom and bill want me to join on their tour." i nervously respond, seeing how her smile slightly dropped but she didn't seem mad.