Bitter | Bill Kaulitz

7

God this was so ridiculous. I had my laptop on in the van, I was finishing up college work. I would never ever let boys get in the way of me keeping up my straight A's. I work extremely hard for this college and I wasn't gonna just drop it.

Someone puts their hand on the front of my laptop and closes my screen as I'm reading something, and I see Toms face.

"Come on! You get to spend a week with a famous band as our assistant and you're doing college work?" Tom snatches my laptop and puts it on his lap.

"I have to make sure I'm keeping up!" I shout at Tom, he's already touching my stuff.

"One week, no school, just chillax Rose!" He puts my laptop somewhere, I don't even know where but this is ridiculous.

I scoff and I cross my arms, I never wanted to be here nor did I know where were going until we pull up to a extremely fancy hotel.

"We're here!" Bill smiles, he's cute but I still hate him.

I grab my small bag, I just packed simple things into my bag that I used in high school. Clothes, bathroom stuff, you get the point.

Tom pulls the laptop out from under him, he was sitting on it.

"You better not have farted on this or something you nasty." I scoff as he hands it to me smiling like he probably did.

We walk into the hotel and people are asking me to carry my bag to the room and people are flashing lights into my face, I don't know how they do this but I can't see. I grab the jacket of one of the guys in front of me.

He notices and hides me under his jacket while i'm on his side, I look up as the glasses are falling off my face. It's Bill.

He smiles down at me and pushes my glasses back up for me.

I'm already embarrassed that I held onto him but if I moved, I was gonna get flashed with lights again.

We finally get into the hallway where the rooms are and it's just quiet. The band and me.

I unravel myself from under Bills jacket and he still had his hands on my shoulder like he did when I was hiding in his jacket.

I didn't move his arm. Because I didn't know where the hell I was going.

Bill drops his arm from my side and walks in front of me to open a door to a room, it was extremely nice and big, it had a mini kitchen with a nice bathroom with a separate shower and tub with jets, and a hug bed that I could sleep in forever.

Everyone had their own room, because they were pre-rented. But I didn't.

When I walked in there was already a set of bags in there. I set my bag down where that one was and looked at Bill.

"We're not sharing a room."

He makes a fake sad face, "Awh we aren't?"

"Absolutely not, go share with someone else." I roll my eyes and grab his bags, carrying them out of the room.

"But you're our assistant, I think I should have a say in this." Bill tries to make up excuses for me.

"Exactly, I'm EVERYONES assistant not just yours Bill." I drop his bags in front of Toms door and speed walk back to my room, shutting the door behind me.

I cringed at the thought of calling myself an assistant in general. I couldn't leave my mom like that, this was just a week that I'd get paid and then I'd find a job again. There's no way I could travel around with them, I love my mom too much.