Right My Wrongs. || The Kaulitz Twins.

Hard Lemonade.

"Are you nervous?" He asked as he were about to walk on stage for that interview.

"Not really. I've done this many times before obviously, but with you it just feels different." I replied as his hand found mine, squeezing it three times in his hand.

"Is it because i'm so freakishly hot?" He smirked as he bent over, whispering in my ear. I rolled my eyes at his little comment until I heard the interviewers voice call us on.

Today was the day of that super big interview. The one he invited me to. I was just a little nervous. Of course i've done many interviews before, but this one is obviously different. The people out there aren't expecting me, the interview will be asking questions, everything will be a blur honestly.

I was wearing low rise miss me jeans with a simple affliction top. Nothing too special, since this really isn't my interview, and I don't want to steal Bill's spotlight.

"Please welcome, Bill Kaulitz from Tokio Hotel!" The interviewer had said to the people in the crowd as Bill dragged me onto the stage. We both waved at his fans before sitting down in front of the reporter.

"It appears we have a guest! What's your name?" The person across from me asked.

"Harley Davidson. It's lovely to be here." I replied with a smile.

"Well folks, Harley Davidson from Chic Talkers!" The crowd erupted into a fit of cheers at my name. Didn't know I had some fans in the crowd too. The interviewer continued to ask Bill various questions, such as things about the band, new tours, all the good stuff.

The host ended the show off with a couple of audience questions. One for me, one for Bill, and the last one was quite interesting. A girl with dark brown hair and freckles stood up as she asked her question.

"This might be a stretch, but are you two dating?" The girl asked, making me raise my eyebrows. The host turned his body towards us as he tilted his head forward.

"Well?" He asked. I looked over at Bill, who was already looking at me. He shrugged, so I took it as the signal to tell them.

"Yes, we are." I smiled as the crowd cheered for us both.

"I knew it!" The girl said into the microphone before it was taken away from her. I giggled a bit as the crowed finally calmed down. Bill took my hand in his, slightly rubbing it as the host wrapped up the show.

"I'm your host, John Charles, and this is Harley Davison and Bill Kaulitz, signing off." The curtain closed as Bill and I both walked off stage and into a little room.

"I'm so happy we're finally out." Bill sighed as he slouched into the couch.

"I know, doesn't it feel so much better to not be hidden." I asked and he nodded. I fed him a few grapes before we were informed we had to leave.

Bill and I drove around the busy city of New York as the day ended. We found a really nice Italian restaurant and ate there for the remainder of our time.

"Okay, so the concert is on Wednesday, are you free?" He asked as he picked up some of his spaghetti with his fork.

"Of course. I'm pretty sure i'm free this whole week, except for Sunday, I have a photoshoot to do." I replied as I looked down at my food.

"You like surprises right?" He asked making me look up from my plate.

"I guess so. Why?"

"Just wondering."

I had a feeling something would be happening the day of his concert.