jealous girl || bill kaulitz

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y/n's pov

articles were out everywhere. bill and i's relationship was finally public for everyone to see.

we had mainly received support and amidst the chaos, we managed to grow comfortable with it. this was our life now.

i finally enrolled back in school and am a citizen of germany again. i talked to my dad and he was supportive of my decision and career.

today was now my birthday, and i'm finally turning 18. i've been stressed a lot lately with schoolwork and making an album, so maybe today my friends had something planned.

i was currently sitting in the studio, recording one of the final songs for my album. bill strangely wasn't there, nor was anyone else.

i shrugged it off, continuing to record my songs. after i was done, i checked the time. it was already 2 pm. i decided to go out and get some food since i didn't have lunch and call bill.

i thanked my team and got into my car, driving off to a nearby japanese food restaurant. once i arrived, i opened my phone and called bill.

"bill?" i asked once the phone answered.

"hey," bill's voice answered, sounding a bit distracted. "sorry, meine liebe, got caught up with something. what's wrong?"

i sighed. "it's my birthday, and i was wondering if you had any plans or if the guys were up to something."

there was a brief pause on the other end before bill spoke again. "oh, right, your birthday! sorry, it left my mind with everything.. happening. i'll make it up to you, i promise. we'll plan something later, don't worry. where are you right now?"

"i just stopped for some food. i'll see you later, then." i sighed. before he could answer, i hung up. how could he just forget my birthday?

feeling frustrated and hurt, i decided to go ahead and walk in to order my food. maybe the food would help me feel better.

i walked inside and ordered some sushi and miso soup along with boba.

i chose a seat in the corner and soon my food was brought to me. i thanked the lady and began to sip on the miso soup.

my phone started to chime with messages, as it has been all day. it was friends and fans congratulating me and wishing me a happy birthday. i smiled as i answered as much as i could.

after i was done eating, i cleaned up my mess and left. i decided to head back to the studio, where i was hoping to lose myself in my work.

i arrived and unlocked the studio door, walking in only for it to be completely empty. weird. i set my bag down and picked up my guitar, playing a few notes.

my phone suddenly rang, and i looked at the caller id before answering. it was my dad.

"hey, honey. what are you up to?" he asked.

"hey, i'm at the studio right now, actually." i responded.

"how busy are you?" he asked.

"not really that busy, why?" i asked.

my dad hesitated for a moment before replying, "well, i was thinking of flying in for your birthday. it's been a while since we spent it together, and i thought it could be a nice surprise."

"that sounds amazing, dad." i respond excitedly. i haven't been able to see my dad since i left.

"great! i'll book a flight and be there in a few hours. we can celebrate together. anything specific you'd like for your birthday?"