Right My Wrongs. || The Kaulitz Twins.

New Years Eve.

New Year's eve. The day everyone waits for, probably. The day everyone you know and love comes over to get drunk and enjoy the last day of the year. This year was special, it would just be me and my band members. They were the important ones in my life. They made me believe what love was, it felt like the big family I never had. I know we lived in New York so we could just go to Times Square, but we liked a little peace. Also, so that we could get as shit faced as we wanted. We turned the TV on to the channel that the ball drop would be on.

"Okay, cheers to a wonderful year."

"TO A WONDERFUL YEAR!"

We chugged drink after drink, played card games, board games, and anything else we could do to pass time. Not to mention, Tom and I have been dating for nine months now! Amazing right? He told me he would be at the ball drop tonight, maybe i'd see him on the screen. The count down started as we all gathered around the TV. Tyler turned the volume up almost all the way as we chanted.

"FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE. HAPPY NEW YEAR!" We all cheered as we shared a bottle of champagne. I noticed Tom on the screen, his side profile was amazing. Why is he turned to the side though? They adjusted the camera and my face dropped. Brown hair, Victoria Secret model body. He was kissing that girl Tamara.

"What the fuck." I yelled at the screen as all my band members turned to look at me, then at the TV.

"Are you serious? I'm gonna fucking kill him." Tyler said as he saw his "buddy" kissing someone else when his girlfriend was right here.

"Man, I wish the ball dropped on them." Leon laughed as I threw the champagne bottle down. I grabbed my keys and headed for the front door.

"Harley? You've been drinking! You can't leave." Gwen yelled before I slammed my front door shut. Fuck them, and fuck Tom. I drove to his twin brothers house, he's the only person I knew who would actually listen. I angrily walked up to his house, banging on his front door.

"What the-"

"Your brother is a fucking piece of shit."

"The fuck? Why would you say that?"

"He's with that girl Tamara at Times Square." His face dropped.

"Come in." He said, moving aside as I walked in.

"Who even is that bitch anyway? Who does she think she fucking is?" I yelled with my hands as I threw myself onto Bill's couch.

"She's a slut. That's what she is. She was Tom's ex who cheated on him multiple times. He only wants her because she has a Victoria Secret model body." He replied sitting down next to me, putting air quotes around "Victoria Secret model body."

"That's what he said about her the first time I found out about her!" I said pointing my finger at him.

"He's such a dick! With his ex too? Not fucking cool." He said as he crossed his arms over his chest as well as his legs over one another.

"Why does love have to be so complicated? I mean, nobody can stick to one person these days?" I scoffed and leaned back into the couch.

"I know! At this point, I just want a friends with benefits situation. No strings attached." He said getting up and walking towards the kitchen.

"Exactly! Where are you going?" I questioned, realizing he walked away from me.

"Do you want some raspberry wine?" He asked in a sassy tone.

"Carry on." I said as he placed the glass in front of me. I took it from his hand and began sipping it.