Your music career jolts in popularity within months of the release of your first album. You soon finds herself in a joint interview with none other than the members of Tokio Hotel. You and Tom take an interest in eachother and your ex boyfriend Sash...
I got ready in my room listening to some tunes. Bill had handed me the flash drive for Humanoid. It was my first time hearing the album, though the words were fast and a little hard to understand at first, I fell in love with the music. It was beautiful.
I sang to myself as I learned the lyrics. Pain of love was my favorite. Such a pretty song. It came from the heart. That's how I always wanted my music to sound. Like it came from the heart. I had two interviews today, one I just got the information about almost two hours ago. Two in one day seemed like a lot to me. I was new to the fame aspect of life. I still felt like a regular girl.
I looked at myself in the mirror one last time before leaving my room and skipping down the hallway to the Tokio Hotel Penthouse. I was excited and nervous. Excited more than nervous. I had been chugging pedialite for the past couple of hours to wake myself up from my hangover.
I ran into the room energetically towards everybody. I stopped in front of them and flashed them a big smile, George chuckled to himself and Bill smiled back at me. Gustav looked a little confused as always. Tom smiled back at me, his eyes filled with adoration.
"Let's go let's go. Grab your keys." I said clapping in Toms face jokingly.
"Let's go let's go." Bill mocked as he watched the two of us.
Tom clapped back once ,with a sarcastic look on his face before pulling his keys out of his pocket. The four had been on the couch watching MTV. I watched for a second as Tom stood up next to me. I was on television. I watched as a scene from my music video played. I smiled widely, Bill clapped as he watched the tv. He smiled over at me as Tom grabbed my hand and walked me out of the room. I smiled back at him and made a small squeal of happiness before shutting the door behind me.
"I hope these guys know how to act." Tom said as he walked, he had his jaw clenched together as he glanced back at me. His face looked serious. He was jealous.
"You'll be there, and it's not like I'd flirt with them." I said as we approached the doors of the hotel. A few people caught photos of us as we walked out. Tom smiled and held his arm up, flashing a peace sign at some paparazzi. I ignored them and walked with my head down. The flashing lights never started to get more tolerable. I don't know how people do it.
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As we got to the car Tom opened the door for me, and kissed my cheek as I got in. He shut the door behind me then walked to his side and hopped in. The drive took about twenty minutes, we listened to the radio as he spoke to me about various things.
He seemed more nervous than me for this, people liked to get personal here. My interviews in Russia never could compare to the ones I got here. People got deep, they asked dirty questions and they weren't afraid to flatter you on live television.
We pulled up to the place and he wrapped his arm around me as he walked me into the building. We met the interviewer, I got my makeup touched up backstage and mentally prepared myself.
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An hour passed by before I walked out. I heard my name called and walked out smiling brightly, my eyes went to Tom who was in the front row. He had his arms crossed, he smiled at me excitedly. He admired me as I sat down in my seat.
"Y/N Y/L/N everybody. Some like to call her Tom Kaulitz girlfriend." The interviewer said, he had a set of papers in his hand as he laughed at his remark. He spoke in broken English, his German accent was strong. The crowd laughed and cheered along at his comment. The camera panned to Tom for a moment; he smiled shyly and waved a little before it went back to me and the interviewer on the stage.
"So as we usually do, we grab ten fans who seem the most interesting and we bring them on stage and they ask you questions and talk to you. Are you excited?" The interviewer asked me. I nodded with a small smile on my face.
"Am I safe up here?" I asked and looked around jokingly, the crowd laughed along at my comment. The interviewer stood up and his eyes panned around the crowd. He pointed at one person every now and then. A few of them men cheered excitedly as they walked up. They sat on a small set of bleachers in front of me. I shook their hands each as they walked up, a few of them kissed my hand instead of shaking it. I felt nervous now, they could ask literally anything. My hands sweat a little as I rubbed them on my jeans.
"Okay so remember. Nothing too crazy." The interviewer said. They began going down the line asking questions. I answered politely to all of them.
"Where all do you shave?" A boy asked me. His eyes were a dark brown and he had short curly hair. His skin pale and his smile wide. He had straight teeth, his canines were sharp and prominent. He wore dark clothing, his shirt with the Rammstein logo on it.
"Oh." I asked and the crowd laughed and cheered.
"Well where do you shave?" I asked, the boys face lit up red at my question. He covered his mouth as he laughed to himself.
"I shave pretty much everywhere I guess. Is there a wrong answer?" I joked as I chuckled a little. I tucked my hair behind my air as I looked at the boy.
Another question came up afterwards.
"Do you think any of the other members of Tokio Hotel are cute?" A boy asked. I covered my mouth and looked around at the crowd at the odd question.
"I guess Bill?" I answered in a question form almost,"He's like my best friend. And him and Tom have the same face."
"Would you ever date a fan?"Another boy asked me. Toms face dropped, he crossed his arms over his chest tightly and clenched his jaw.
"I like my fans a lot, I don't care about fame when it comes to dating. But I am dating Tom so no." I said and licked my lips after wards.
The questions progressively got weirder. More sexual. I started to get really shy with my answers.
"What color are your underwear?" A boy asked me, that was the last straw for Tom. He climbed onto stage, the guards stood up for a moment unsure of what he was going to do. He pulled up a chair next to me and wrapped his arm around me and watched the boys as they asked questions after that. Some of them started having another boy ask a question for them. They'd ask their questions with less confidence now. They seemed extremely nervous with him next to me.
