Billy | A Vampire Bill Kaulitz Love Story

Scarlett Red

"like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before the lose it all," - Red (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

Bills Pov

Scarlett, such a pretty name. Scarlet like the color of the blood I live off of, what I need to survive the hell I live on, what people call earth.

I need her, I've been watching her. The way she just talks, the way she sounds, I love it all. Ive watched her grow up, noticing every little habit she has created.

The way she hops and jumps around when she's excited, the way she pouts when she's upset. Stomping up to her room and slams her door shut then collapses down onto her bed, right before she struggles to even get up onto it.

Her little squeals and squeaks when she's nervous, her weak smile that goes along with her pretty noises.

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We reached the campsite, I didn't want to leave her. Especially when I just got my hands on her.

"You can leave her here,"  Adam said as he signaled to the tree trunk they were sitting at. She looked up at me, her bottom lip popping out as her sweet honey eyes practically begged me to stay with her.

I chuckled and leaned down to place her down onto the trunk, her hand clinging onto my upper arm. Her light fingers clasping around my jacket as she stared up at me with those same longing eyes, while she stared at me like that it seemed like time slowed down.

Her dazzling honey brown eyes capturing me like a fly in a fly trap, stuck there forever, unable to escape. Not like i'd ever want to break the spell she has casted over me, I am happy to be in love with her.

"Stay? Just a little longer?"  She mumbled as her hand on my arm tugged at my jacket, I immediately gave in and  sat down beside her. Letting my head move to the side to stare at her, I could feel the eyes of the others staring us down.

That could never stop the love I have for her, nothing can. I have been waiting way too long for this moment.

"Smore?" She spoke, her voice as angelic as always. Snapping me out of her trance, I nodded.

I watched as she hopped up and dug her hand into the marshmallow bag, picking one out for me and stabbing it with the toaster fork. Her hair flowing as she came back next to me I pulled her closer by wrapping my arm around her waist.

She resisted. How could she? I dug my fingers into her flesh, not too harsh but also not too gentle signaling to her to come closer. Yet, she still resisted.

Why wouldn't she want to? She was so.. clingy before all of this, what changed? Was it them? I just want her to realize i'm the only one for her, the only guy she should be around.

I watched as she spun the marshmallow around, my body flinched when I felt her soft supple hand on my wrist. She pushed my hand away and grabbed it, she placed the toaster fork into my hand.

I couldn't keep up, I had been in the same trance this whole time now. Every once in a while snapping out of it from her voice or touch. She stood up, my eyes traveling down her body as she grabbed crackers and a piece of chocolate.