SINNER| TOM KAULITZ

Chapter 9.

After the interview was done, I held my promise, The Boys got to choose what we do for the rest of their night. I did remind them we couldn't go out to a nightclub or anything crazy public like that, But Bill wasn't having any of that.

Selena and Bill stood in a corner of the hotel suite, their voices hushed as they discussed the evening's plans. Bill had a mischievous glint in his eye, clearly eager to make the most of their downtime.

"Come on, Selena," Bill said, flashing his most charming smile. "We're in a new city, and the night is young. We need to experience the local nightlife. It'll be great for us to unwind after that intense interview."

Selena folded her arms, looking thoughtful but also cautious. She knew the band needed some relaxation, but she also had a responsibility to ensure their safety and reputation remained intact.

"I get it, Bill," Selena began, "but we have to be careful. We can't afford any public incidents, and I can't have anyone bringing strangers back to the hotel."

Bill's smile faltered slightly, but he was quick to recover. "Of course, Selena, we'll be on our best behavior. And as for the hotel, you can count on us. No strangers, I promise."

Selena regarded Bill for a moment, assessing his sincerity. She knew the boys needed a release after the interview, and she didn't want to be the one to deny them that opportunity.

"Alright," Selena finally relented, "but on two conditions. First, nobody leaves my sight. Second, no one brings anyone back to the hotel. Agreed?"

Bill's face lit up with excitement. "Agreed! You won't regret it, Selena. This is going to be a night to remember!"

With that settled, Selena allowed herself a small smile. She knew it was essential for the boys to have some fun and blow off steam, and she was willing to let them enjoy themselves as long as it didn't jeopardize their tour or reputation.

"LETS GOOO BOYS! SHE SAID YESSS!" Bill yelled out to the others, Tom suddenly got a spark in his eye. 

Gustav throws his hand up and Georg High fives him. 

The evening at the fancy club was a whirlwind of lights, music, and exhilaration. The boys were in their element, reveling in the lively atmosphere and letting loose. Selena, on the other hand, remained the only sober one, her keen eyes scanning the crowd and her mind focused on keeping everyone in check.

As the night wore on, Tom and Bill seemed to be competing to see who could down the most shots. Their laughter and antics echoed through the club, drawing the attention of fellow partygoers. Selena couldn't help but shake her head at their exuberance, simultaneously amused and concerned.

Amidst the chaos of the dance floor, Selena suddenly noticed that Gustav was nowhere to be found. Her heart skipped a beat, and she pushed her way through the crowd, her eyes scanning the dimly lit space. She had a sinking feeling that Gustav might have gotten himself into some trouble.

Her search led her to an unexpected sight. There, amid the pulsating music, she found Tom, his inhibitions drowned in alcohol, grinding with a girl on the dance floor. Selena wasted no time. She approached him, her fingers firmly gripping his earlobe. "Ouch!!" Tom yelped in pain, caught off guard.

She gave him a stern, disapproving look, her voice sharp over the booming music. "Tom, we talked about this. No bringing anyone back to the hotel. Now, let's go."

Tom looked down sheepishly, his earlier excitement deflated. He nodded, following Selena obediently, like a scolded child. The girl he had been dancing with pouted but ultimately let him go.