Maya is a guitarist in the band Lagom Ethics. Just as the band is about to take off, their management decides the band need more exposure in Europe. Suddenly, Maya and her bandmates are on a collaborative tour with the up-and-coming band Tokio Hotel...
Maya had never felt like this. It was like so much was bubbling up, making her angrier and angrier. Of course it was Oscar. He just wanted to impress Tom, and throw his and Maya's friendship under the bus. Carlo and Sigmund always put him and his needs first. They always let him get away with his stupidity.
Oh, it made her so mad. Forever the girl and outcast of her own band. She ripped the door of the hotel room up, where Oscar was jamming out with Georg. They both seemed to catch up on Maya's aggressive way to open the door.
"Get out." She snapped at Georg, who furrowed his brows and threw a look at Oscar. He seemed scared, like he knew what was coming. "Have it your way..." Maya said, as Georg sat still. She turned her attention to Oscar.
"You are such a stupid, lying piece of shit. Who gave you the right?! You can just reveal stuff about me like it's something you read in a magazine?!" She yelled, walking towards Oscar slowly. He leaned backwards in his chair. "I-I don't understand what you mean." He said, trying to seem upset by the accusation.
Maya scoffed. "See?! I even caught you, and you can't owe up to your mistakes. Heck, you might not even call it a mistake! But licking Tom's ass by exposing my life, is okey according to your moral standards?!" She snapped. Georg stood up, as Maya was getting close to Oscar. Maya made her hands into fists and gritted her teeth. Oscar suddenly stands up, clearly affected by Maya's harsh comment.
"You're just jealous! Tom only likes you because you react to EVERYHTING! He could hit you with a bat and you would blush." he snapped back. Maya saw red. "What do you know?! You sleep with every girl that spreads their legs to you! I hope one rob you one day, to teach your lousy ass a lesson." She screams back. Oscar flips the table between them, and pushes Maya harshly at a wall. "What did you say..? Say it again." He said, as some strands of his blonde hair fell in front of his eyes. Maya didn't blink twice.
"I HOPE SOMEBODY ROBS YOUR LOUSY ASS!" She yells while pushing him back into the TV in the hotel room. He harshly pushes the TV to the ground, and storms towards Maya. Georg yells something at them, but he alone can't stop them. Maya feels her anger peak as she sees Oscar break a chair, trying to get to her.
She can't remember much after. Neither can Oscar. She can recall ripping his hair, punching him, him pushing her on the floor, holding her arms while yelling at her. Suddenly she feels someone rip her off him, and someone grabbing Oscar.
She opens her eyes, seeing Tom's bracelets on the person holding her. It made her just as upset. "Let go of me, jerk!" She yells. Tom just holds her, saying nothing. He holds her wiggling body against her, and makes sure her arms can't throw any punches. She looks up, seeing Oscar being held down by Carlo and Gustav, while Sigmund is checking something in Georg's face.
She suddenly understands what she has done, and stops struggling. Georg had been hit in his cheek. And then she saw Oscar. His lip was bleeding, and his face was lightly beaten. Sadness and regret fills her. "I-I want to leave..:" She whispers. Her eyes are filled with tears, and she feels Tom turn her around, letting her face hide into his chest. He slowly leads her out of the room. "Where is Bill?" She suddenly says, hearing her voice break. Tom sighed. "He is getting some adults." he whispered into her ear.
She suddenly hugs him, burying her face and body into him. He smelled nice. Maya never thought she would call Tom comforting, but here he was. He was mad, but in his Tom fashion, he stayed quiet. He just held her. It almost seemed like he felt bad, that he understood how she felt. Tom felt regret.
He loved pushing Maya, seeing her push back with her wit and sassiness. But now he had pushed too far. And even though Oscar had taken every bit of anger, jealousy and disappointment thrown at him from Maya, Tom felt like some of those punches should have gone to him instead.
Maya doesn't like thinking about the aftermath. Oscar had not touched Maya's face in the fight, so he looked way worse than her. Yes, she had some bruises on her body and around her wrists, but Oscar looked worse. He told fans he fell down the stairs after a drunken night out.
That show was hard to play. She and Oscar hadn't talked since, as the crew was way more interested in fixing the hotel room, fixing up Oscar, and releasing a statement to the fans about his 'drunken mistake'... Carlo had been a rock, talking to the both of them when it was needed, as Sigmund was panicking along with the crew. He had to explain his bandmates' actions.
Maya didn't speak unless she was spoken to. That was the message she had gotten from management. Oscar got the same memo. Luckily, Bill often came and chatted with her. She appreciated him, as he made it a bit easier. But Maya couldn't forget how tender Tom had been with her, when they were alone. It warmed her heart. Regarding the circumstances, there was less winking, flirting and lip biting, but Maya always sent him a smile. Tom seemed to notice, giving her a thumbs up with a questioning look. She always nodded, returning the thumbs up.
A couple days later, Maya was jamming alone on the hotel room terrace. "Hello?" A voice yelled out. It was Bill. She turned around and smiled at him. "Hi. How are you?" She asked. Bill sat down, holding a can of coke. He shrugged. "A bit tired. Not really ready for the show tonight." He stretched his arms and yawned. Maya tilted her head.
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"Oh, how so? You seem pretty ready... Normally." She said. Bill chuckled. He looked at her, as his eyes were filled with warmth. "I think Oscar will talk to you today." He said, suddenly dropping the bomb on her. She stopped playing, and looked at him. Her eyes were worried. "Oh..." Was the only thing she could say. Maya's mind had gone wild with what Oscar could say...
He hated her now, he would quit the band, she had to quit... The options were endless. Bill seemed to read her mind. "It's going to be alright." he said softly while stroking her arm. She looked at him, their eyes locking. "Well, at least as long as you're here." She whispered to him, while smiling slightly. Bill blushed slightly, but returned her smile.
