In My Dreams - Bill Kaulitz Story

61. First flight

At the airport, Bas was waiting for us. When I saw him, I could hardly contain my excitement. As soon as he spotted me, a broad smile appeared on his face, and he waved to us. My longing to see him was immense, and without any hesitation, I ran towards him and flew into his arms, happy to see him again.
"Hello, little one," he greeted me with his warm smile as he gently released me.
"Hey Bas," I replied with genuine joy in my voice. It felt wonderful to see his familiar face.
He immediately noticed that I had injured my finger, and his concern was evident. "Oh, what happened to you?" he asked, carefully looking at my finger. I shook my head, laughing, and replied, "I tried cooking for the Kaulitz family."
Bill came up next to me, and before I could intervene, he said, "Don't worry, Bas, my girlfriend is fine."
Bas wasn't easily dismissed and remarked with a smile, "Actually, she's not really your girlfriend, huh, Bill."
My heart raced with fear that the big secret would be revealed, and I quickly gestured to Bas to be discreet, afraid that others nearby would hear what he was talking about. "Quiet, please, Bas."
Bill responded curtly, casting an uncomfortable glance at Bas, "Exactly.." and the tension between them was palpable. He clearly wasn't pleased with Bas's comment. His eyes spoke volumes, and it was evident with his remark that he realized Bas was now aware of my secret.
The rest of the guys joined us, and Bas greeted them all. It was a pleasant meeting, and we briefly talked about the past few days. The tension between Bas and Bill seemed to dissipate quickly.

Then we were escorted to the private jet, and I could feel the excitement building. It was my first time in such an exclusive environment. The interior of the private jet was impressive. The seats were upholstered in soft leather and surprisingly comfortable. The colors were muted and chic, with occasional shiny metal accents. There was a small lounge with a sofa and a table where you could sit and relax.
I sat next to Bill, and he could see that I was slightly nervous. He gently squeezed my hand and whispered in my ear, "You can always squeeze my hand." His words gave me a reassuring feeling, and I smiled at him.
As the plane prepared for takeoff, I kept looking outside, fascinated by the whole process. The engines roared, and the plane slowly moved over the runway. As it accelerated, I felt a slight pressure in my stomach as the plane lifted into the air.
Slowly, the plane gained speed and lifted off the ground. The feeling of taking off was exciting and a bit frightening at the same time. The ground disappeared beneath us as we ascended into the sky, and the view became more and more spectacular. We flew through the clear blue sky, and I saw the world below us shrinking.
I looked at Bill, sitting next to me, and saw a mix of excitement and relaxation on his face. He winked at me and put his arm around me as we enjoyed the view together.
After the light was dimmed, Bill immediately stood up and pulled out his bag. He took out his laptop and sat next to me, whispering, "Let's do some research." I looked at him gratefully.
Together we stared at the screen of his laptop. Bill pointed out a specific search query. "Have you tried this?" he asked. "Listen to the last song you heard in your own world."
I nodded and smiled. "Yes, I fall asleep every night with 'Durch den Monsun.'"
Bill looked at me and whispered, "You're so cute." I felt a blush creeping onto my cheeks. Every compliment from Bill made my heart beat faster. Quickly, I composed myself. "Try this link," I said, directing my attention to the screen.

Suddenly, David appeared next to us, his presence breaking our focused moment. "Bill, Elise," he said. Bill greeted him quickly, and I smiled briefly. David noticed him pointing at my finger and asked, "What happened to you?" I felt a bit uncomfortable with the question but answered honestly, "I was a bit clumsy in the kitchen."
David looked serious and asked, "Can you still perform?" Bill was quick to respond, saying, "Yes, David, she can still perform."
David continued his rounds, and I felt relieved that he didn't mention anything about the contract. My attention returned to the screen, where various information about reality shifting was displayed.
We began delving into the matter, but our attention was quickly diverted by a new presence. Tom had joined us and addressed Bill.
"Bill," Tom began, "I was explaining to Georg, Gustav, and Bas about that one song, you know, the new one we have in our heads. Can we have a discussion together?" I saw Georg and Gustav looking curious at us, waiting for Bill's response.
He turned to me and said, "Elise, I'm sorry, but this is a top-secret project where Bas and you can't join for a while."
"Tom, I'm bussy here, you know," Bill said immediately.
I placed my hand on his knee and smiled reassuringly. "Go ahead, Bill. I can continue here alone for a bit." Bill looked at me hesitantly and asked, "Sure?" I nodded affirmatively and winked. Bill stood up and joined the rest of the band.
I saw Tom engrossed in a conversation with the others about the song "Automatic" they had created a day ago in the living room. That song wasn't much of a secret to me anymore. Next to me, Bas plopped down, and I laughed.
"What do you find so funny?" Bas asked. I smiled and explained, "Tom was just talking about a secret project they were discussing. But I already know which song it is."
"Oh, really?" Bas asked, clearly impressed. "Which song is it then?"
I nodded and told him, "Yes, I heard them playing that song in the living room. And from my world, I know they're going to create the song 'Automatic.'"
Bas's eyes widened in amazement. "Wait a minute! You know what's going to happen in the future?" I nodded again and grinned. "I know what's going to happen in my world until 2023, right."