2. Love & Death - Tom Kaulitz

dreams do come true

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUSTAV!!! 35 THIS YEAR!
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I brushed my hair in the mirror and smiled at the reflection of myself. For once, I could say that I really did look beautiful. My stylist had planned a wonderful selection of costumes for the tour and the makeup and hair people were talented renowned for their skills. This time around, they curled my hair and added pink highlights, the inspiration was Avril Lavigne because she was my childhood crush and idol. I had put on my first outfit: pink leather boots and a black leather top that fit like a bra. My bottoms were a sort of matching pink pantie as my boots were already long enough to cover everything. They put on a belt of fake bullets around my waist— and a chunky belt under it.

My brother of course was matching, he was wearing black leather pants and a black shirt with a pink bandana in his back pocket to match my pink highlights. We were going on stage in about half an hour— we had finished the difficult part of the show, also known as sound check. It was an annoying part but a crucial one that unfortunately we couldn't skip. I decided to call Tom before the show started because I hadn't called him all day and after the show it would be too late anyway. Pulling my computer from my patted bag, I click on skype and on Tom's contact name. He answered almost instantly.

"Hi baby-." He stopped and raised his eyebrows "You look like..really really good. You always do but, right now you look spectacular baby." He compliments as he stared at me through the screen. He managed to make me blush through a computer— that's something he never fails to succeed— making me blush. "Thank you liebe, you look good too, you always do." I smile at his casual yet stylish attire. Once the audio went through and arrived to his side of the screen, he laughed. "You are looking like the hottest woman on earth and I'm literary in sweatpants. We are not comparable. Imagine how many guys will get hard just looking at you. It's already hard for me— a man that's already seen you naked and in all of your forms so just imagine these helpless guys..." He said, sighing dramatically and shaking his head and readjusting his pants.

I chuckled loudly and shushed him, worried that there might me cameras listening to our conversation. With Tom— you could never have a conversation in public, he just always seems to make it dirty and it would end up embarrassing for you. "Don't say stuff like that..people might hear us. The backstage is crowded, you know?" I chuckled and lowered the computer's volume for safety. He rolled his eyes with sass "Good,"

I guessed Bill came home because I hear the door open and saw Tom's head whip to the side. He smiled and pointed to me at the camera. "Hi, Stella!" I hear Bill yell as he ran behind Tom who was laying on the couch. He leaned down next to Tom's head and waved. "Hi billy! How are things over there, miss me yet?" I snickered at my friend's face.

"Missing you so, so much. It's only been a week, I know. But you're so far away! Where are you right now?" He asked and I saw him getting on his knees and resting his chin on Tom's shoulder."I'm in Washington! I think it's our 6th city so far. Next up we're coming to europe, so, soon we'll see each other." I smiled at the screen as I leaned on the palm of my hand gazing at the handsome twins. "Show us your outfit Stell!" Tom said, smiling cutely. I nod happily and turn the volume back on a little louder, pushing my computer further onto the glass vanity and pulling my chair out. I dust off some excess setting powder that was on my lap and stand in front of the camera, smiling and waving my arms around. "Turn around." Tom orders and I did as he said, doing a 360 spin. Bill's jaw was almost on the floor whilst Tom had a smug on his face.