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After spending some more time on the road and talking to people that Till had a personal connection with to help me get through the boarders we were lucky we found the perfect person. After 3 days a fake I.D was easily accessible when you 'knew people'. Were finally on route. We successfully got on the plane to Till's home. The crew got into Berlin and Till was met with one of his managers for the last time this year with his personal car at the airport. I kept my face hidden in public with big sunglasses and a usually overly sized hat. Paparazzi would usually come and snap pictures of Till and I on the way to Berlin and off the plane. The rest of the members had all gone to their own home and had split. News reports in the UK and other counties were going havoc with "Who is Till's mystery woman!?" or "Who is Till hiding?" or other titles along that line. Till had told me not to talk to anyone under any circumstances. Till and I swiftly got into the car and he started up the engine. Till drove off swiftly avoiding any following paparazzi or fans. I sat in the car with Till, it was a spacious and big car but not overly flashy. "Till can I listen to Rosenrot?" I asked pointing at the AUX cable hanging out of the radio system. Till looked at me and chuckled "You can or sing along with me" he said. I just giggled. "Well I'd sing along with you but I'm pretty sure that I just make sounds that kind of sound like the lyrics I don't fully know German" Till looked at me swiftly then nodded with a smile. "Ok well you start I'll follow" I inhaled deeply and blushed. 'Oh lord I don't know I'm going to make a fool of myself!' I thought as I put on the song up on Till's phone in which he let me use. I needed to try and be in some sort of time. Till coughed then spoke "You won't make a fool of yourself. Try" he prompted. I got nervous and blushed then I began...."Sah ein Mädchen ein Röslein stehen, Blühte dort in lichten Höhen..." I said as it sounded more like mumbling and really bad grammar. Till just burst out laughing which made me red faced. "Ok, Erica you really don't know German do you that was nearly all wrong!" he just was hysterical. I couldn't help but laugh. "No, I really don't know ... I told you!" I giggled then went quiet...After a second Till started over singing the real lyrics. My heart just fluttered and I laid my head back listening to the raw singing. My heart pounded as I still very much felt excited to be around Till. We continue our journey  and Till's home was way out in Berlin near the center and we had a long drive ahead of us. I've always felt a little travel sick so I had the window rolled down the majority for the time in which I'd be surfing the wind with my hand. Till sat driving it was weird as I only see Oliver driving. We continued to sit and listen to some Rammstein songs. I had told Till that the first song I had listen too was Pussy and I didn't like it too much. Till looked at me as if to say 'Traitor' then just laughed I laughed with him. "Well at first I thought it was a little bit too in your face then I started to really love the rest of the songs it was "Ich Wu Dir Weh" that really got me loving you guys..." I explained. Till looked at me from the corner of his eye and smiled and inhaled. "What did you think of that song?" he asked. I just looked at him and nodded tapping my fingers on the arm rest. "I loved it - I loved the lyrics to it too I mean it was a little uh ... Kinky in a way" I said laughing through my breath then chewing my lower lip. Till nodded slowly then itched his nose. "I see that's good - also we're not far from my home now a few more miles" he said with a hint of relief. We had been on the road for a good 5 or 6 hours. Time flies by when you're in the car with someone you've looked up to for years and have time to talk endlessly about anything and everything. Another half an hour passed through talking and a few naps and pit stops to get some food and drinks, well for me mainly. The time was finally here Till had pulled up to a fairly big house slightly secluded from the city and it looked like a very quiet area. Which was understandable as through out the year he'd be rammed by fans and paparazzi. The house was cream white paneling and brown beams. It was different from what I expected. The front garden was neat and had a few ornaments around the place. Till switched off his car stepping out letting out a loud sigh. I also got out inhaling the fresh air deeply  stretching my back and closing the car door. "Wow that was a long drive" I groaned shaking my legs on the spot trying to get their feeling back.  I heard the car doors lock and Till walked around the car and pulled me close into a hug for a second then walked me to the front door. He unlocked his door and opened it. I looked inside for the first second and my jaw dropped.

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