Don't overthink

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Evi:
I've decided to have a sabbatical this year. Although of course I will be working, but not study, so it's not really a sabbath year.
When Bill leaves on tour and the summer is over, I will work extra hours at the cafe.
For now, I have taken time off, so I don't have to work during the few moments that Bill is home.
I lay myself down on the bed and get a small smile on my face at the thought of Bill.
He'll be in the studio for at least another two hours and I can't wait for him to finally be home.
They have to spend two more days in the studio and then they have two more days off before they leave.
I take my phone off the bedside table and decide to call Kim. After a few rings she answers.
"Hi, Kim!"
"Hi, girl!" She says back enthusiastically.
"Everything okay?"
"Yup, everything's fine here. And you?"
I get a small smile on my face as Bill flashes through my mind again.
"I didn't think I'd ever say it but," I let a small laugh escape my mouth. "I quite like it here."
"We all know the reason for that." Kim laughs.
A small chuckle leaves my mouth and I feel myself turning red.
"Who would have thought I would meet the guys from Tokio Hotel!"
"Or that you would share a bed with Bill Kaulitz!"
I roll my eyes and a sigh leaves my mouth.
"We've already shared a bed, yes, but not in the way you think."
"Girl, how much longer are you going to wait?"
"I don't know.." I sigh.
"You're overthinking it all. It's just sex."
"I just want my first time to be with someone special."
"You're with Bill Kaulitz, how much more special do you want it to be?"

After the conversation with Kim had ended, I took a quick shower and by the time I was done, Bill was ringing the doorbell.
I look at him with a small, slightly shy smile. He steps inside and I close the door behind him.
He leans towards me and gently presses his lips on mine.
I don't know if it's my conversation with Kim, but for some reason I can't say a word.
His eyes meet mine and I feel myself turning red.
"Are we just going to stand in the hallway?" Bill asks, looking at me with a small grin.
"No." I say with a small voice and I clear my throat.
"We can go to your room?"
Bill takes my hand and pulls me behind him up the stairs. When we enter my room, I let go of his hand and close the door behind me, facing the door and Bill standing behind me.
Bill puts his hands on my hips and I startle.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh huh." I nod, put a half smile on my face and turn to him. When his eyes meet mine, I quickly look away and walk towards my desk.
"How was the studio?" I ask without looking at him.
"We're almost done with rehearsals. But I'd rather not talk about that right now."
He steps towards me, gently caresses my cheek and presses his lips on mine. He pulls me closer and gently runs his tongue over my lips.
I open my mouth, a bit hesitantly, and rest my hands on my desk. He slides his hand down my arm and then entangles his fingers with mine.
He takes a small step back, his hand still holding mine.
"What do you wanna do tonight?" He looks at me questioningly and I shrug my shoulders slightly.
"We can go to the pub? Or to the club?"
"I actually wanna do something with just the two of us."
"Or the club? Alicia would like to meet you." "Alicia? Who is Alicia?"
"My colleague, she also works at the cafe."
"Oh." Bill says and lets go of my hand.
"I'll give Alicia a call. Will you call Tom?"
I leave the room and walk down the stairs.
I try to call Alicia but when she doesn't answer I quickly send her a message. I walk back up the stairs and enter my room, where Bill is still standing in the same place.
"Is Tom coming with us?"
"Why don't we just stay here? Or would you rather go to my place? We can watch a movie and order pizza?"
He takes my hand and puts a small kiss on the back of it.
I get a small smile on my face and look at him.
"Sounds great."
Maybe Kim is right? Maybe I am overthinking the whole having sex thing... Maybe I should let what happens, happen?
I quickly send Alicia a message that plans are canceled and when I'm done typing, Bill presses his lips on mine again.

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