(guys this picture of Tom and Bill is making me s(cream))
I was about to walk the runway for the Dior show.
Backstage everything was so chaotic, my dress was having problems and I was supposed to be the "Crown Jewel '' for this season. There were twenty minutes until it was my turn to go down the runway to tie for the end of the show and my body was being attacked by hair, makeup and seamstresses. Keeping my cool was becoming hard so I tried talking to my agent who stood next to me. It was a good thing she was here because not only was she my agent she was also one of my good close friends and she always knew how to help me keep calm.
" You know Y/N, that favorite boy band of yours is here in the crowd. What's the name? Talking hotels?" My agent said as she handed me a glass of water.
" You mean TOKIO HOTEL? Wait, are they actually here?" I took a quick glance at her and waited for her answer
" Yup, and they are sitting right in front at the end of the runway."
I dropped my mouth and then closed it as my makeup artist tackled my lips with lip liner.
" Dayla I really better not mess up my walk now! AHH!" I groaned.
" You're gonna do amazing Y/N, you always do and hence why you're walking in the crown jewel dress for Dior!"
Dayla rubbed my shoulder and smiled then stepped back as the seamstress finished up her last adjustments and the hair stylist finished doing light wispy curls on the ends of my hair.
" How does it look?"
"Y/N, You look stunning babe! Now your on in fifteen, let's get you up to the stage!"
I carefully walked down with Dayla over to the stage and I stood behind the curtain, waiting for my cue and music to turn on. The last model before me walked past me and I got my signal. I put my confidence mask on and walked gracefully down the runway, looking straight ahead I immediately made eye contact with the band I was so obsessed with and instead of getting more nervous, I actually managed to gain all the confidence I needed and my walk became better and better. Once I reached the end of the stage I looked down at Bill fucking Kaulitz and he gave me a smirk and I looked to the side and put my leg out the slit of the dress I wore. After five seconds of a pose I stroked my hand up from my thigh to my waist and strutted back towards the curtains. Once I reached backstage I dropped my model mask and I gave a quiet under the breath squeal and smiled to Dayla.
" THAT HAS TO BE THE BEST WALK I EVER DID!!"
The rest of the cast and crew for the show came over to me and we cheered and The head house designer came over and hugged me.
" Y/N!! GUESS WHAT!"
I turned my head to Dayla and smiled, taking her hands in mine.
" What!? What happened!?"
" BILL IS COMING BACKSTAGE WITH THE BAND RIGHT NOW! HE WANTS TO SEE YOU!"
I let my mouth drop and my smile expanded more than it already had.
"Really!?
Before I could say more, I saw Bill,Tom,Gustav and Georg emerge from the hallway's turn and my eyes averted right smack dab onto them.
" Dayla I'm gonna faint I swear to god."
" Well better not now! Bills coming over!!"
I looked back at where Bill was just to see he was now coming up to me, with a kind smile I saw only in pictures plastered on his face.
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✩Bill Kaulitz SMUT✩
Fanfiction✩!Bill Kaulitz SMUT!✩ Wrote in Y/N POV ✩ My first writing so plese tell me what you think!
