It's been two weeks since that heroin incident. I haven't tried it since, and probably won't ever. I was just at a super low point in my life at that time, and honestly, I think i'm getting better. Of course i'm still sad about the whole thing, but i'm not super depressed like I once was.
Bill came over and hung out with me and my band members. We told him about us going on tour and he was super happy for us. We had a few drinks and watched some movies before it was time for him to go. I walked him out to his car as we talked a bit more.
"Hey, I have a concert tomorrow at 7, I know you're still hung up on Tom, but just consider it okay?" He said with both hands on the steering wheel. I took a minute to think about it before answering.
"I'll come." I smiled.
"Perfect. I'll see you tomorrow!" Bill said before he drove off. It was going to be a long day.
*time skip next day*
Today was the day i'd be seeing Tom for the first time in a couple of weeks. Of course, I wasn't coming for him. I was coming for Bill. It's still going to be super hard to see him though.
I was wearing a light pink tank top with a ruffled jean mini skirt. I wore some pink heels to match the top and swung my juicy couture bag around my shoulder. Hopefully, Tom would see how majorly he fucked up losing a girl like me.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Leon asked as I walked into the kitchen.
"Yes. I promise, Bill is gonna be there anyway." I smiled as I grabbed my keys. He put a hand on my shoulder and sighed.
"Don't worry. Okay?" I said as I tilted my head at him.
"Oh I will." He laughed and I smirked. I walked out the front door and shut it behind me. I drove to the venue and remembered that Bill told me to cut the entire line. He said he had "special" tickets for me, whatever that means. I stepped out of my car and began walking up to the front of the line. People shouted my name as if they were more excited to see me then the actual band they were seeing.
I made it to the front of shouting teenagers and told the guards who I was. One walked me into the building and I noticed Bill standing on the stage while Tom, Gustav, and Georg were standing on the floor, looking at what seemed to be a manager. Bill noticed me standing there and excused himself to come see me.
"Hey. I'm glad you made it." He smiled as he wrapped me into a hug.
"I would never miss one of your performances. Not even for your twin brother." I whispered the second part in his ear as he laughed. He pulled away and looked into my eyes, smiling.
"You better rock tonight." I chuckled as we held each others hands. He scoffed.
"You know I will." He smiled and squeezed my hands once before walking back to his band members. As I watched him walk away from me, I noticed Tom roll his eyes and scoff. He turned his back away from me with his guitar strapped around his shoulder. What a bitch. Georg and Gustav waved to me though, as Bill finally made it back over to his band members.
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Right My Wrongs. || The Kaulitz Twins.
RomanceHarley Davison, the infamous bassist of the band Chic Talkers, moves to New York City where she meets a set of twins who share the same last name, Kaulitz.