The girl next door, - ᴛ.ᴋᴀᴜʟɪᴛᴢ

Chapter nine.

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• WO SIND EURE HANDE - TOKIO HOTEL

𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗬

☠︎︎ 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈'𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚅

I pulled on a tank top, roaming the house with my flip-phone in hand. I was getting ready for Bill's concert, watching him text me the details and where it was.

"Mario," I knocked on his doorframe, watching him and my brother smoke some weed. Seb was still ignoring me, but it was as if I could care any less.

"Mm?" He exhaled, looking towards me. "Can you take me to Bill's concert?" I asked.

It took a good minute for Mario to reply. He just blinked slowly, glancing at my brother for approval before standing up. "What, now?" He said, almost in confusion as he waved away the smoke around his face.

"Yes, now. You wouldn't want me to drive your truck, would you?" I raised my eyebrows, setting down the heels in hand and slipping them on as I gripped the dresser for support. "Nope. If I wanted a DUI, I'd call you." Mario sighed and stood up. I smiled sweetly and turned around to walk off.

"Which one is Bill again? The gay one?" Mario murmured, his eyes squinted. "Not gay, Mario." I said, thinking for a minute before I headed down the stairs. After almost losing balance, Mario made sure to keep a grip on my waist to hold me steady.

"What's with the shoes? You always wear your converse." He asked. "Stop questioning me." I said, my eyebrows furrowed as I walked towards the door and headed out with him to his truck.

"M'kay, fine. So where is this joint?" Mario got in, pushing the key into the ignition and looking at me with a deep sigh.
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I got out, my gaze drifting to the large place. It was freezing, people moving fast to get into the place. I sighed and rubbed my arms, leaning down to look at Mario through his winded down window.

"Thanks, Mario." I turned my head to look at him, giving a slight nod as I walked towards the place and showed them my ticket and getting a wristband before the man allowed me to go.

It was immediately loud. Bright lights, all of them standing around, and Bill hyping them up with the biggest smile on his face. "Let me hear you make some noise," he spoke, his voice a raspy huff. He stood straight, his eyes roaming over the massive crowd with an eyebrow raise.

I was somewhere in the middle, to the side, and leaning against a metal gate.

My gaze drifted to the others, and then back at the twins. Tom was looking down at his guitar, starting off the song with a long-haired brunette beside him.

Bill was singing with sarcasm, and his voice and facial expressions proved that. But I still wasn't sure what they were saying. Other than that, it was great. Everyone was jumping and cheering, screaming out for them or holding up signs saying "I want to fuck you!"

It was difficult to see the drummer, or Tom, because of the fog and affects on stage. But he seemed so.. natural at it. At ease. His fingers skillfully moved across the guitar, leaning back slightly with his lips parted and his head bobbing slightly.