I'll Sing You One Last Song and then I'm Gone (Tokio Hotel Fan-Fic)

Chapter 11

This story is written by @xAnDeinerSeitex She wrote this story on a website called TokioHotelFiction.com. I was able to locate her and found out she had a wattpad account. She has given me permission to post it on here. @xAnDienerSeitex aslo has a new updated version of the story, as seeing this one is a few years old. If you like to read that one click the external link on the side. And I would like to say I have no rights to this story and I am NOT the writer. I would also like to thank @xAnDeinerSeitex for writing this great story and letting me post it on my account.

By the time we pulled into the parking lot of Horizon, Joey, Ellie, and I were all screeching and dancing along with the music that blared through the (rather impressive) sound system in the Escalade, while Josh sat with his arms crossed staring out the window, silently begging for the ride to be over.

The woes of before had been forgotten, and I somehow managed to push the fact that I was hurting Bill more and more with every moment I spent next to Joey, and settled for screaming the words at the top of my lungs like it were any other band. Having fun was easier when I pretended that I wasn't in love with this one's singer, the one who I planned to go home after we hung out at Horizon and dream in sync with and pretend that everything was okay, that I hadn't completely betrayed him by coming out tonight.

Complete with stupid little dance moves restricted by our seatbelts, the three of us tossed our worries of judgment and insecurities to the wind and sang our hearts out. "Hey, you, we can turn it up! Hey, you, we can turn it up! Silence has been killing you, screaming deep inside of you! Just turn it up, just turn it up! Silence has been killing you, screaming deep inside of you! Just turn it up, just turn it up!" And to the tune of Joey pounding the beat on the steering wheel as he turned a parking spot only a couple feet from the door of Horizon, Ellie and I finished singing the song together. "All that you've got, just turn it up. Ready or not, just turn it up!"

"Am I great at timing these things, or am I great at timing these things?" Joey asked rhetorically as he shut off the car, just as the display showed that it was about to launch us into "Love and Death". "I can't get out of the car until the song I'm listening to finished, so if another one starts, I will sit here the entire duration of it just so I can listen to it. Is that weird?"

"Not really," I replied as I popped my door open, shuddering at the cold winter air that was littered with snowflakes that waited to greet me outside, tearing the warmth of the heat blasting in the car away from me the moment we reunited. "I don't drive, but I won't leave my room or pause my iPod until a song is over."

"I'm really glad you agreed to join us tonight, Joey, instead of someone else," Ellie piped up, coming around to the front of the car. "I'm glad we picked a guy for Ashley who's willing to sing and dance in the most obnoxious of ways with us. Most guys would be far too into protecting their masculinity to bother to have any fun with listening to a band that, admittedly, has a largely female fan-base. I like you. You fit in quite well in this little group of misfits."

I tried not to let it bother me much that Ellie had considered herself to be a misfit, tossing herself into a little group with me. It's not that I necessarily wanted to be alone with the title, but it just wasn't true when she said it. Ellie had friends other than me. The kids that went to Marmara liked her. Even if they weren't the popular kids who got their kicks off of making fun of people like me, they were still people, and they were still people who didn't like me. She'd tried on so many separate occasions to introduce me to her other friends, to try to make them like me, but my awkwardness always managed to overtake me, and I forced them into having an inexplicable distaste for me. She hung out with them nonetheless, but I was forced into my life of solitude.

Ellie had other friends. Ellie wasn't ever rendered alone. Ellie always had someone to go to when I wasn't there. Ellie trusted people other than me. Ellie didn't have anything to hide from the world.