"Emilie I. . . . . I think . . . .I think I like you" there, I had said it. I had had feelings for her ever since I saw her walking along the Autoban but I just didn't know how to tell her. I hope she felt the same. Then to my utmost horror. Emilie started sobbing harder! Oh mein Gott! What had I done?
"Emilie, please! I'm so sorry! Don't cry. Look we can pretend I never said that, ok?" I hurridly tried to make it better but it wasn't working. Suddenly she looked up and she was smiling! "Bill shut up! I'm crying with happiness because I never thought that anyone could like me!" She reached over and hugged me(again!). As she did she whispered in my ear, "and by the way I like you to Bill Kaulitz"
Emilies P.O.V
I slept late into the afternoon. After lasts nights events I was wrecked. I still couldn't believe that Bill had admitted he liked me! No one had ever said that before. I was smiling to myself as Bill's face appeared round the door,"come on sleepy head, we have things to do!" He disappeared before I could say anything, so I just stretched and got up.
I wiggled into my black skinny jeans and my purple stripey top. I threw on my sweater and shoved my feet into my Converse. I looked in a mirror. . . .and wished I hadn't! I sighed and told myself that women can't be beautiful everyday. I'd just borrow a paper bag and wear that!
I slid down the banister and landed with a flourish. I bowed to my non-existent audience and walked into the hall. It was a hive of activity. Crew wheeling boxes into lorries, Tom packing his guitars, Georg giving orders and in the middle of it all stood Gustav, looking thoroughly confused. Everything was normal then.
Suddenly I heard My Chemical Romance blasting out and realised it was my phone. I took it out of my pocket and stared in shock at the caller ID. It was my mother. I shakily answered, "mom?" "Emilie darling," she purred, "Are you having a good time in Holland? Hhmm? that is were you went, isn't it sweetie? Anyway I just called to say that your father and I are heading off to the Canaries for a month so don't bother coming home. Kisses!"
She disconnected and I sighed with relief. She didn't care. Why had I thought she would? She barely noticed me even when I lived with them. I think she was embarrassed by me because I wasn't a "normal" teenager.
"Guess who?" someone put their hands over my eyes and I giggled. "Bill stop it or I will tickle you!" He ignored me so I twisted round and tickled his stomach. I gasped, he was so skinny! I could feel his ribs! I snatched my hands away and left them hanging uselessly at my side.
Tom rushed over and broke the silence,"Bill du ist so faul! Come and help us pack" I was confused, "where are you going?" "WE are going on tour and you are coming with us!"
