1 Month Later
I flopped onto the bunk, my heart pounding in my chest and my ears ringing. I was on a complete and utter high. The boys had just finished playing another concert, this time in Cork, Ireland and I was buzzing.Gustav had said you got used to it all but here I was a month into the tour and acting like a little teenager! We had been on a world tour and I was living the dream!
Every night I had stood back stage, peeping out at the scene before me. The first thing that hit you was the crowd. Thousands of sweaty, screaming girls - and sometimes boys all there to loose themselves in the music, maybe forget their problems for a night.
Then there was Gustav on drums, who had the best seat in the house right between the vocals and bass. Georg was on bass usually in his own little world. Tom was on lead guitar doing things to his guitar that many Aliens wished he would do to them!
And in the centre was Bill. My beautiful baby Bill. He would stand with his back to me (which I didn't mind because he had a perfect butt!) sounding like an angel. My angel.
I picked up my phone to see if I had any texts ( I had none) and decided to check the news. As I tapped into the entertainment section I saw something that made my heart stop. My hands started shaking and my eyes filled with tears.
It was Bill. . . . . . with another girl!
I scanned the article below but my eyes were blurred with tears. Some phrases popped out at me. . . mystery girl. . .spotted recently. . , .Bill finally in love?. . . new girlfriend. . . . . I threw my phone onto the floor. That was rubbish, Bill liked me, didn't he?
Bills P.O.V
I breathed a sigh of relief. Me and the boys had just finished another concert and I was exhausted. I love playing concerts but sometimes you needed a break. I smiled as I thought of Emilie. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever met.I really needed to ask her something important, but I was never any good at that kind of thing. That was Tom's area of expertise!
I stepped into the bus and was almost knocked over as Emilie rushed over to hug me. She was still as strong as ever! I looked down and smiled at her but my smile quickly vanished and I was alarmed to see tears in her eyes."Emilie, schätzchen, why the tears?"
She looked up at me, her lip quivering. She opened her mouth and took a deep breath as if she was preparing to say something important. Instead she managed a weak smile,"It's nothing" I didn't believe her but if she didn't want to tell me now, maybe she'd tell me later. I shrugged,"okay then, whatever you say".
Emilies P.O.V
I must have been a better liar than I thought because Bill believed me. I don't know why I didn't tell him, maybe I was afraid of what he would say. NO! Stop thinking like that, Bill said he liked me and I'm not going to believe any stupid little article on the web!
*** 2 days later ***
Even though it wasn't that late I decided to go to bed. I had a massive headache and I doubt Tom was going to make it any better. I lay down in my bunk, my head spinning. I just couldn't get the article out of my head, it made me feel useless and unwanted.
I started crying, the tears pouring down my cheeks. I was a fuck up, thats what they all said and they were right. Nobody could ever love me, I was cracked, broken and the pieces didn't fit together. I stopped crying for a minute and wiped my nose. This was were Bill came to comfort me.
I waited and waited, but no one came. I groaned in despair and fresh tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't handle this any more, if Bill didnt like me then why was I still here? I jumped of the bed and threw my stuff into a bag,grabbing a bottle of vodka at the same time. I just didn't care any longer. I had to get away from here. . . and Bill.
Thought of Bill kept filling my head. Fuck Bill! As I ran out the door something caught my eye. It was a couple leaning against our bus, eating each other's faces off.
It was Bill. . . . and the girl from the newspaper.
