Deceiver - Tom Kaulitz

4. "ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴍ ɪꜱ ꜱɪᴄᴋ."

"Sissy!" My door flew open the rest of the way and I got attacked with hugs from both sides. "Hey, guys! How was the park?" I asked them as they let go.

They told me all about their day at the park while I continued to do my makeup and hair in front of the mirror. "Daddy says we're going out to eat and then going to see Mommy."

I slowly stood up once I finished. "Well, you just make sure you give her extra hugs and kisses for me!" They both nodded in unison before running out of my room again.

I chuckled to myself quietly before walking over to shut the door. The plan was to go bowling tonight with all four of the guys, so I tried to dress comfortably, but still look fairly good. I was feeling a little more confident than I usually do.

I had picked out an oversized black sweater with a dark denim mini skirt. A pair of black stockings that went up to my mid-thighs and a pair of black platform boots. I threw on a few accessories and grabbed my stuff.

My phone vibrated and I checked my message.

Bill
we'll be there in a couple of minutes ☺️

I smiled at the message and gathered the rest of my things before walking out of my room and down the stairs. My father and siblings must have already left for dinner.

I grabbed my keys off the hook and opened the front door before locking. I heard a car pull up followed by a loud whistle and rolled my eyes. I turned around and saw Tom sticking his head out of the window of the front seat.

"Sieht sehr lecker aus!" (Looking very delicious) I walked up to the car and flicked the middle of his forehead before getting in the backseat next to Bill who was next to Gustav. "What did he say?"

"Let's just say, he thinks you look good," Bill answered.  "Et tu ressembles à de la merde." (And you look like shit.) I said to Tom as I leaned forward by the window. "Bill, what did she say?"

"I don't know," He shrugged. "You took French," Tom argued. "Flunked French, multiple times!" Bill reminded Tom who threw his hand up to dismiss the conversation.

Georg focused on the ride while smoking a cigarette. "I didn't know you were eighteen already. Why don't you drive to school?"

"He can't, he lost those privileges," Bill said and I pinched my eyebrows together. "Driving to school is a 'privilege', and since Georg got in loads of trouble the past couple of years he has been banned indefinitely."

"Yeah, they do daily checks in the parking lot to see who has a parking permit or not. Real dickheads about it." Tom commented and I nodded as I listened.

Tom leaned over to change the music and started dancing in his seat when he found a song he liked. "I can't believe I'm related to him," Bill said quietly as he shook his head.

"My deepest apologies," I said dramatically and he laughed. Bill had the brightest smile I have ever seen, which was truly contagious.

Around fifteen minutes later we arrived at the bowling alley and got out of the car. Bill walked next to me as we followed the others through the doors. Georg paid for the lane while the rest of us paid for our shoes.

We walked over to our lane and put the shoes on. Bill put our names on the scoreboard. "Alright, Georg, you're first," Bill said with a petty smile and Georg rolled his eyes before walking up to grab a ball.

I started to feel a little bit of happiness, but quickly ignored the feeling. I can't get attached to any of them. It will hurt much worse in the end when I have to say goodbye.

Tom's eyes rarely left me the whole time. He was practically eating me with his eyes and I get the feeling he does this with almost every female.

After Georg went it was Gustav's turn, then mine, then Tom's, and of course, Bill put himself last. The walk back after bowling isn't talked about enough. Why is it so unbearably awkward?