I woke up still in Bill's arm to someone slightly shaking me. My eyes flickered open as I realized Bill was still asleep. I turned around, lightly groaning and saw Tom standing over me.
"What?" I asked softly with a yawn.
"Come with me." He said and walked out of the bedroom. I slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes as I contemplated going out there. What did he want?
I reluctantly got out of bed with Bill. He groaned and turned over which startled me but I sighed and continued walking. I met Tom downstairs and he walked me to the couch.
"Are you and Bill together?" He asked with a serious look on his face. I knew I couldn't keep it from him forever, and he basically knew. No point in lying now.
"Yeah. We are." I replied with a sigh. I felt somewhat bad.
"I don't care about it. I want you to know that." He started.
"But I also don't want this rival thing. I'd love to just be friends, and I swear, I do not care about you and Bill. I'm actually happy for you guys." He finished as he leaned back in his seat. I turned my head to look at him, a confused look plastered on my face.
"You're happy for us?" I asked as if I didn't know the answer to that question already.
"Yeah. Bill hasn't been happier honestly. If you're what makes him happy, then so be it." I tilted my head, a slight smile tugged on my lips.
"That's cute." I replied and pulled him in for a hug. He denied it at first, but soon gave in, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Can you go wake Bill up?" Tom asked as I pulled away from our warm hug.
"Yeah of course." I replied and walked up the stairs. I slowly creeped into the bedroom to see Bill laying on his side. His body lay perfectly on the bed, his arms out in front of him. I smiled as I sat next to him, softly caressing his hair. He groaned and turned on his back.
"Bill honey. Wake up." I whispered softly as I watched his eyes flicker open. His face looked as if it lit up when he saw me. I smiled as he sat up, moving to the side a hit for his body to have some distance between mine. His hand found its way to my lower back as I moved some of his hair behind his ear. He shut his eyes tightly before looking over at me. I tilted my head at his tired face, he looked so cute in the morning.
"I think Tom made breakfast. Come on." I whispered and clasped his wrist, pulling him out of the bed. He got up with me, walking down the stairs and into the kitchen. The whole way down, my hand was still on his wrist.
"Hey. Make yourself a burrito." Tom said as he looked at us, then down at the bacon, eggs, and cut up sausage in front of him. I raised my eyebrows at the delicious foods as I picked up a plate and placed a tortilla on it. I stuffed my burrito with all three ingredients before wrapping it up. Bill sat next to me on their kitchen island, his hand snaking to my thigh as we ate. Tom stood in front of us as he talked to his twin brother.
I could feel my face heating up as Bill's hand traveled further up my thigh. He rested his hand on my inner thigh, rubbing his thumb in slow circles. A shiver went down my spine at the tingling sensation. Tom noticed as he tilted his head at me.
"Are you cold?" He asked with his mouth half full. I nodded a bit, shooing Bill's hand away.
"Just a bit." I smiled innocently as I heard Bill softly chuckle. I cleared my throat, taking my last bite of my burrito and sliding it towards Tom since he was closest to the sink. He washed my plate off and placed it in the dishwasher.
Bill got up and walked around me, his hand gliding across my back with every step he took behind me. I sighed through my nose as his hand left my back. I watched his hands as he washed his plate off. The way his hands were slender and veiny was attractive. I zoned out on his fingers, not realizing he was watching me with every move. He bent over to place his dish in the dishwasher and that's when I noticed his gaze. I looked up at him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he caught me staring. I brought my hand up to my mouth as if I were wiping my face to hide my smile. Bill could obviously tell that wasn't the case though.
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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.