TOM AND BILL KAULITZ - ONE SHOTS

B - thirty five ~ im on my way

BILL'S POV

my head was spinning.

the crowded dance floor overstimulating me but the alcohol in my body wouldn't let me care. i laughed as i stumbled my way over to my friends, in our booth. i staggered towards them, tom sat on the sofa with some random girl sat on him, obviously. gustav was pouring everyone shots while georg was chanting and dancing along to the pounding music ricocheting through our ears.

"hey bill!" gustav shouted and handed me a shot. the thought of any more alcohol made me feel sick, but i didn't care. i threw my head back as i drank the burning liquid, letting its extremely bitter taste encapsulate my tastebuds. i made a face at the feeling of it heating up my throat before swallowing my beer as a chaser, knowing that if i hadn't have washed that dreadful taste out my mouth i would have thrown up.

"anyone want to dance?" i slur as i sway to the music, running my hands through my messy and now flat hair.

"let's fucking go!!!" georg runs past me and onto the dance floor, startling me and accidentally pushing me out of the way, making me stumble and fall over. luckily, i landed on the sofa next to tom and his girl and they both just burst out into laughter as soon as i collided with the uncomfortable red leather sofa. i groan, unable to feel the pain of the collision from the mask of the alcohol.

gustav comes over and helps me up, also laughing.

"do you not think it's time you go home now bill?" he chuckles

"fuck no" i protest trying to stand upright without gustavs help "the nights only just begun"

"it's half 2 in the morning bill!" he laughs as he pushes me onto the dance floor.  i dance over to where georg is flailing his arms about before he sees me.

"BILL GET OVER HERE IVE GOT AN IDEA!" he yells over the music

i come closer to him and he shouts into my ear over the pounding music bursting through the speakers.

"let's take over the bar" he giggles loudly

i pull away and look at him confused, laughing although i didn't quite know what i was laughing at.

"what?" i ask

"like let's take over the bar, i've seen people do it in movies and if im being honest, im too drunk to even care about the consequences" he slurs while raising his hands above his head and jumping to the music.

without even thinking about it, i agree and follow georg to the bar. he sits on a bar stool before looking at me, he tells me to sneak up behind the dj and get the music. excited, i run over to the dj booth and see that he's already drunk as it is. perfect. this means he's easy to get away from the speakers. i tap his shoulder and he turns to me.

"you good?" he nods at me

"some girl is waiting for you outside, don't worry i've got this" i say making my way over to the equipment. he shrugs and smiles and walks off in search of this 'girl'. as he wanders off i peer at the confusing deck underneath me. i stare around not knowing what any of these buttons do, and with my vision blurry anyway, it made it ten times worse.

suddenly, a loud yell erupts from the bar and i lift my head to see georg stood on top of the bar, microphone in one hand, and a beer tap in the other. he stumbles around as he yells giberish into the mic. he looks at me and i press a random button silencing the music. georg nods appreciatively at me before shouting once more.

"drinks on me!" he screams and i laugh as the whole club erupts in cheers. i take it as a queue for me to play some music, so i flip some switches and press some buttons and a vibrant track begins to spill through the speakers. soon, everyone was dancing on the bar, tables and glasses being knocked over but nobody really cared.