Don't Jump {A Bill Kaulitz Love Story}

Chapter 9: Cookies? COOKIES!

“How about loser makes the winner cookies?” I cried out. Ha ha! Tom making cookies would be so funny!

“Deal! I like chocolate chip cookies best!” Tom said, implying that he’d win.

“Good to know? My favorite is peanut butter, hope you’re not allergic!” I replied as I started the next game.

Minutes later Tom and I had both won once and were on our third battle.

“Third time’s the charm!” I stated as I kicked Tom’s ass at the last game. The screen cried out “FLAWLESS VICTORY” meaning that Tom hadn’t even hit me once. I stuck my tongue out at him as he stood up.  “Now get to cooking, good looking!” Tom merely raised his eyebrow at me.

“Good looking, huh?” Tom said, smirking as he checked me out. “You’re not so bad yourself. What do you say to being my girlfriend?” At this comment my face turned bright red.

“Eh, um… sorry but no. You’re not the guy for me and I don’t really like you that way, eh-heh.  Can you just go and cook? Please? NOW!” I stuttered out,, embarrassed.

“Fine, fine. Don’t gotta be so snippy about it…” Tom muttered as he walked out of the room and into the kitchen. I fell back onto the floor, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. I heard a melodious chuckle and my eyes snapped open as I sat stock straight up. My eyes flicked around for the source of the chuckle and I saw Bill sitting on the couch. I had completely forgotten that Tom and I weren’t alone and that all of my friends and the Tokio Hotel band members were still in the room. I even completely forgot that Tom was a part of Tokio Hotel and that he wasn’t just another one of my guys friends that I kicked the ass of in Mortal Kombat.

“You know, Tom is going to mope about you turning him down now,” Bill said with his irresistibly sexy German accent coating his English words.

“Let him mope then? Sucks to be him, I don’t like him that way,” I said, my voice betraying me and bringing out the British accent I picked up from somewhere no one knows. Like, seriously, no one knows where it came from. It jut showed up one day while I was talking and gets REALLY bad after I have a Harry Potter marathon or something of the sort.

“Who do you like that way?” Bill asked. My face blushed even brighter red and Allegra got this huge grin on her face.

“She likes--” I cut Ally off by jumping on screaming

“SHUT UP, SHUT UUUUUP!!! ALLEGRA LYNN, SHUT YOUR FREAKING MOUTH BEFORE I SHUT IT FOR YOU!!” I shrieked my face turning redder than a tomato. Everyone in the room started laughing at us while I was choking Ally angrily. (Quite similar to this: http://khl1.deviantart.com/art/choke-or-strangle-you-base-156074768)

“AAAAAAAAAAH!! I’LL BE QUIET!!” Ally cried out.

“Yeah, you better!” I shouted as I released her. I got up, straightened and brushed off my tutu, then stood grinning sheepishly as I spoke cheerfully. “Eh-heh, don’t worry about who I like that way! Or I won‘t hesitate to strangle you!” My voice was sweet and sugary which made my threat even scarier. Everyone stopped laughing and seemed to have varying looks of shock and fear across their faces. My band mates all backed away slowly, knowing I was serious.

“O-okay,” Bill said, his accent making the quiver in his voice extremely attractive. Tom walked out of the kitchen to see everyone as far away from me as possible with looks of terror on their faces and me just standing there smiling like this: ^-^

“What the Hell did I miss?” Tom asked.

“Don’t worry about it!” I snapped at him, my sweet smile and tone faltering into a look of pure hatred.

“What the Hell did I do?” Tom asked, obviously thinking that I was mad at him.

“Oh, nothing! You did absolutely nothing! Nothing at all! Now go back to baking me my cookies!” I said cheerfully. Tom gave me an odd look before disappearing back into the kitchen.

“That would be her bipolar disorder…” Amanda said gently. “Shay, come here. Give me a hug.”

“Okay!” I cried happily and glomped her. Everyone gasped, thinking I was going to start choking her. “MY KAWAII PANDA!! I LOVE YOU!” I gave her a large kiss on the check as I rubbed my face against hers. I got more weird looks from the members of Tokio Hotel (Similar to: O.o) and a few looks from my band mates (Like this!: -_-’)

“Only Shay…” Addie said.

“I love you, too, Shay. Can you get off me now?” Amanda asked.

“NO!” I cried out. “You’re MY Panda! Liomsa!” Yeah, I know Gaelic, too. Not much, though.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m yours. You know that, but can you please get off?” Amanda asked me. I huffed and got off of her.

“Humph! Fine!” I crossed my arms over my chest and puffed out my cheeks. Yeah, I’m like a little kid sometimes, so what?! Tom then came back out of the Kitchen with a plate of cookies in his hands. I sniffed the air and could smell that he made peanut butter which made me give an almost evil grin. My friends knew that look and face palmed. Before anyone could say otherwise I jumped on Tom.

“TOMMY MADE ME MY FAVORITE COOKIES!! YAY TOM! I LOVE YOU!” I screamed as I grabbed a cookie from the plate that had magically stayed safe during the attack. I sat on Tom’s chest eating a cookie with a look of sheer delight on my face. “Cookie, anyone?” I asked. Everyone shook their heads no, fearful of what might happen if they said yes. “Oh well! More for me!” I said happily as I continued devouring the cookies, not caring at al that I was still on Tom or that he was giving me an odd look.