Bitter | Bill Kaulitz

17

"Love wake up." Bill is lightly shaking my arm as I see my mcchicken and frappe sitting on the nightstand.

My eyes flutter awake and I immediately hug Bill, "Thank you."

"I can pay you back." I say casually as I stuff the mcchicken down my throat like I've never eaten before.

"You're crazy, no need for that." Bill starts to drink his vanilla shake.

I roll my eyes and rub my thigh, my legs feel restless. They're so tired and for what?

You know what.

I smile at the thought of what I had done.

"What're you smiling about?" Bill pokes me.

"Us."

He smiles at my response and kisses my head.

"Have you made your mind up flower?" Bill asks me, in a more serious tone.

I pause and think. "No I haven't."

He sighs and continues, "I'm gonna need it by tomorrow morning before we leave for LA."

I nod my head.

This decision was stressful and made me feel sick. I wish there was no decision where he was just with me forever but there wasn't.

"Bill why don't we hang out? Everyone, let's get ice cream or something." I smile, trying to hide the disappointment in my face.

"Good idea! Can you walk?" He stands up with his hand out for me.

I don't say anything and grab his hand, carefully walking to each of their rooms to get them.

Once we got all of them out successfully, Tom comments on how I was walking.

"Why are you walking like you've got a broken hip—oh." Tom stops his sentence and looks at Gustav and Georg, then at Bill and I.

We're all awkwardly standing in the hallway before Georg starts to mimic me. "Oh fuck Bill!" Then Gustav adds on, "Jesus I'm cumming Bill!"

And of course Tom had to, "Yeah right there Bill!"

My face heats up in embarrassment and I smack all of them, yet failing with my weird slow walk.

"Okay first of all I never said 'Yeah right there Bill!'" I say air quoting Tom.

Toms laughing, "You can't even get me either since you don't walk right HAHA." He slaps his knee and dramatically falls on the ground.

Him doing that just made the rest of them do the same, besides Bill and I standing still with red faces.

"Oh get off the floor!" Bill points at Tom.

He laughs once more and holds the elevator door open for us.

We all get in and have a quiet ride down.

I couldn't lie, them trying to mimic me was funny but a little bit embarrassing.

Before we exit the elevator, Tom looks at me. "Please try your best to walk straight...at least for the paparazzi."

He was right, there's already enough rumors.

We exit as girls are screaming with cameras, they sign a few things and pose for a few photos. Yet Bill doesn't let go of my hand.

We walk past the van.

"Are we not taking the van?" I question.

"Nah the ice cream place is just like a block away." Bill shrugs his shoulder.