The Vampire Twins :: Kaulitz Twins

ℱ𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨‧₊˚ ☁︎‧₊˚

𝒴𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 ℒ𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓—

"Tokio Hotel!" The women said, holding the Grammy. The band stood up, hugging each other. I clap loudly, cheering for them. I stood up, hugging them tightly. I was so proud on how far they've come. They walk up to the women, hugging and thanking her. Bill held the award, standing in front of the mic. I could see Tom eyeing the women up and down, licking his lip piercing. I shake my head, turning my attention back to Bill who admired the award before finally speaking.

"Uhm, thank you guys so much. You don't know how grateful we are to have won this..it really means a lot. I can't believe I'm holding this right now..Thank you so much, everyone. I love you all and thank you to your favorite model, Y/n, for helping us make this happen." He smiled, looking at me. Everyone cheered and clapped. I smiled back at him, tears forming. I felt so emotional. These are my babies..

Bill grinned, holding onto the award like his life depended on it. He looked at the crowd and the other guys came up, each of them putting their hand on the award, taking a photo for the magazine. I can't believe they won against other bands and artists. I'm so proud of them!

"Thank you Tokio Hotel and everyone else for joining us. We wanna congratulate everyone here! Thank you for attending and even though you didn't win, there's always room for next time. At the end of the day..we're all winners!" The women said, making the band and everyone clap.

They came down and I immediately made my way to them. My dress was long and red with sparkles. It was very hard to move in. I hugged them tightly, grunting as I did so.

"I'm so proud of you guys!" I smiled.

"Thank you." They said.

"Time to party!" Tom said with a smirk. We all went to the tour bus, Gustav getting wine glasses and Tom poured the alcohol.

"Congratulations to my babies for getting this far and winning this Grammy!" I smiled and they cheered. We cling our glasses before taking a sip.

★

Hours later, we were still driving around the place, getting drunk. We eventually stopped at their hotel, paparazzi already surrounding the place and bus.
The guys stepped out first, cameras flashing. People asked for autographs but they ignored them. They were wasted and stumbling. Georg helped me out of the tour bus, holding my hand. Even more flashes begin to appear, faster than before.

"Bill, look over here!"
-"Tom!"
-"Georg! Georg, over here!!"
-"Tom!"
-"Gustav, hi!"
-"Y/n, can you look at my camera!?"
-"Y/n, can you sign my magazine!?"
-"Y/n, I love you!"
-"Bill, marry me!"

People shouted. We made it inside and went up the elevator. Georg and Gustav went to their room and I went with the twins. We stumbled and giggled, finally making it inside the room. Tom shut the door, groaning as he lied down on his bed.

"I have to piss so bad, man.." I say, taking off my heels and making my way to the bathroom. I do my business, wash my hands and step back out. I saw Bill removing his makeup. Tom sat up, smirking while looking at me.

"Y/nn!" He slurred over his words. I look over at him, smiling cheekily.
-"Tomm!" I say, making my way over to him, wrapping my arms around him tightly. He did the same, hugging me as tight as his can. I groan, pressing my cheek against his head. I felt so loved when I hung out with the band. They all took good care of me and made sure I was doing okay.

"Group hug?" Bill asked, hugging us as well. I smiled, hugging the both of them. I groan and we pull away.

"Are you gonna sleep in that dress?" Bill asked, looking down at my dress.
-"I don't wanna." I shrug.

"You can use one of my shirts and one of Tom's sweatpants." Bill said, handing me a black and white striped shirt. Tom threw me his sweatpants and I headed to the bathroom to change. I removed the dress, putting on the shirt and sweatpants. The shirt was indeed a baby tee. It showed off my curves and you could see my stomach when I raised my arms up. The sweatpants didn't fit so I folded them and now they looked low-rise. I looked in the mirror, admiring my body and myself. You could see the straps on my thong. I shrugged, picking up to dress and heading out the bathroom.

"Took you long enough." Tom said, getting up from his bed and stumbling to the bathroom.

I put the dress onto the couch and saw Bill looking out the window. I make my way over to him, looking out the window as well. I saw the paparazzi still taking pictures of us both.

"People are crazy." I chuckle, shaking my head.
-"They really are." He rolled his eyes before turning his attention to me. He looked down at the clothes, noticing the thong straps. He furrows his brows, running his thumb along the fabric.

"Why are these showing?" He asked, looking into my eyes.
-"The sweatpants are too big. I had to fold them." I explained.

"Ooh! What's going on here, hm?" Tom smirked like a little kid. Bill pulled his hand away, rolling his eyes.
-"Shut up."

"Bill and Y/n, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes mar-"
-"you're so childish." Bill cut him off.

"Fine." He scoffed, going back to his bed and knocking out.

"They're gonna be there for awhile." I say, patting his back before climbing into his bed. He sighed, shutting the curtains and climbing into bed next to me. We fell asleep after we got bored of each other. Throughout the night, me and Bill kept cuddling and Tom was just snoring.