Bill Kaulitz [Ich Liebe Dich] One Shot

I think that we all knew my best friend and I would fall for each other. I think that they all knew that when I sat next to him on my first day in German schools that we would end up together. I don't think they were expecting him to be the one that made it though. They expected the Brit to be the one that made something of themselves. They didn't think that he and his brother would drop out of school at fifteen leaving me behind.
He did wear more make up than I did, and always used more hair product. And I swore to God that he was a prettier girl than I was. But I loved him all the same. He was always my Billa Kaulitz. My slightly nerdy, minus the smarts, unathletic Billa Kaulitz. It was our first day of year eight that he asked me out. He was fixing to turn fifteen, I had just turned fourteen. He'd have been a year up had it not been for two weeks.
I was always thankful for those two weeks.
He was so nervous when he asked me. He was shaking, and lost his words more than once. It was the best feeling in the world when he asked though, I didn't even have to think. The only answer there could have been was yes. Not only was Billa hot, but he was the most amazing person in my life. I remember Tomi making fun of him for not being able to spit words out.
I'd made fun of Tomi cos his hair kept falling out.
I had offered to start using my gum to glue his hair back to his head, I'd also offered to shave his head so he wouldn't have dreads anymore. He hated both ideas. Bill appreciated them much more.
Two weeks later Tokio Hotel got signed.
And Bill had to leave to record an album. We got matching tattoos before he left though. So we could never forget. His band's logo seemed like the best idea. How was I to know that we wouldn't see each other for months after that. I went to see him play.
I wasn't on the VIP list.
I couldn't afford tickets.
It didn't take long for me to start missing him. Ever since I'd moved to Germany I'd always had Bill Kaulitz by my side. And for the first time in my life I was alone. No one wanted to be friends with Kaulitz's girlfriend, Tom had probably threatened them against it. He looked scary but he wasn't, he was as twiggy as Bill.
When I couldn't get a reply from Bill I would try Tom. He wouldn't pick up either. I wondered what I had done so wrong.
After a while I gave up, and packed all of he things he'd ever given me in a box. I took the box over to the Trumper residence I shoved the box in their mother's hands and instructed her to tell her son that I hated his guts. I never wanted to see him again. She was clearly confused.
I didn't care.
Bill Kaulitz was a bitch.
When I got home Bill was standing on my front porch, flowers in hand. He handed them to me, I knocked them out of his hand and then walked around him. I made sure to slam the door in his face. He wasn't going to leave me for six months and then act like nothing happened. I couldn't find a single positive thing about him anymore.
I hated his stupid bangs.
I hated his stupid piercing.
I hated his stupid dyed hair.
I hated his stupid self.
And he couldn't sing.
I hoped Tokio Hotel failed. I also wanted to get the tattoo taken off of my neck. I didn't want anymore reminders of Bill. I asked Mom to take me back to England. After I cried for days she said yes. We packed our things and moved back to Hull. It'd been years and I no longer knew anyone.
But it was better than Magdeburg.
Once in Hull I joined a track team and tried to forget that I'd ever lived in Germany. It was impossible though. Apparently I had an accent. And everyone always wanted to know what the tattoo on the back of my neck was for. What the stupid telephone pole was about.
I always told them I was retarded and fell in love.
I couldn't escape them though. I'd made one friend in Hull, she was called Amanda. One day she brought me CD player claiming to have found the best band in the world. She only had to play me the first two seconds of the song before I ripped the headphones off of my ears.
She was playing me Schrei. I'd screamed at her. I hate Tokio Hotel! Never play them again! She hadn't known though. I thought she was going to cry. I asked her for the box to the album. She handed it to me sadly.
I almost broke down seeing Bill's face again.
I flipped through the booklet, not finding what I wanted. I took her to a computer. I google imaged 'Bill Kaulitz' and found a picture of his back. He still had his short hair in the photo and you could clearly see the Tokio Hotel symbol on his neck.
He's the reason I left Germany.
X-X-X
"You know I love you right?" Amanda came up to me before third hour, "Cos I need a huge favour."
"Shoot I suppose."
"You'll hate this, but my parents told me I could only go to the Tokio Hotel show if you went with."
"And then go I shall. Go I shall." I knew that the night was going to suck. My mother would be freaking out because she thought I was going to sink into another horrible depression. I probably would.
It wasn't until I got to the show that I learned Amanda had front row tickets. She assured me that I looked so different than I had when Bill knew me that he wouldn't recognize me anyway. I had to make sure to keep my hair down though.
"You act like we don't wear the same make up Amanda. Where do you think Bill learned all the best eye shadows?"
I didn't want to admit it to Amanda but I wanted Bill to notice me. I wanted him to be able to see me now. I wanted him to know what he'd lost, because he wasn't going to get anyone else like me.
"Do you know the words Laura? Cos I want you to sing at least one song with me." She knew I would too, I'd been around when they wrote the songs. I knew what they meant in English too. She'd wanted me to translate them but I refused.
I agreed to sing Schrei but nothing else.
"Bill speaks English sweetheart," I promised, "you wont have to listen to mindless jibber you don't understand. You'll get to listen to bullshit you know isn't true cos I'll be here."
Once the band walked on stage Amanda started freaking out. I'd never seen her so excited in my life. Not even when our mothers had taken us down to Merthyr Tydfil to see The Blackout or when we went to America to see Aiden and Madina Lake.
I hated that I couldn't share in her excitement. I didn't want to see Bill. I didn't want to be near him at all. He was a bastard and I hated him.
They didn't waste anytime falling straight into Schrei. Bill hadn't even made it onto the stage when the song started. He'd started singing from backstage. Bloody diva. And when he walked on stage I thought that they had replaced Bill Kaulitz with a girl. He had never looked more like a woman.
I held up a sign reading Sie abgangige Hitze die best Sache Sie werden immer bekommen Rcken in Deutschland You lost the best thing you will ever have back in Germany. Bill was so involved in his singing that he didn't notice. Tom did though and his jaw dropped.
He stopped playing earning a dirty look from the rest of the band. He set his guitar down and spoke into the mic, "Das ist sie. In der Front" That is her. In the front. He walked off the stage and down to where I was standing.
His arms found their way around my neck. My hands found their way to his chest pushing him away.
"An waren spielten Sie, Bill machend wie das?"
"An waren spielte ich? Sie haben verlassen mich, fangt auch nicht mit mir an."
"Sie haben Bill ignoriert! Dann bewegt weg!"
"Fangen Sie auch nicht Tom an. Ich habe Beruf versucht. Ich habe schickend per E-Mail versucht. Ich musste meinem Freund, und ich einen Brief noch hat erhalten nichts hinter von ihm schicken."
"Laura, can you stop screaming at the guitarist of the band? Especially in a language no one here understands."
"They're listening to songs in the same language. They will live. Ich verlasse." And with that I tried to turn around, but Tom grabbed my arm and wouldn't let me leave.
"Kndigen Sie hat nicht datiert da Sie an."
"It's his own fault Tom. I'm only here because my best friend loves your band. If it was up to me I would have never heard of Tokio Hotel again after I left Germany."
"You've still got that tattoo! Tokio will be with you forever. Please talk to Bill."
"I'll probably only insult him."
"Good enough."
X-X-X
After the show I'd been led into a room where the boys were supposed to come after their signing. They'd gotten Amanda a taxi ride home. I'd wanted her to stay, but we were told that they didn't want too much publicity about this.
God knows why anyone would care about Bill's relations. Apparently they did though, Bill could piss on a tree and the whole fan base would care.
I saw Bill before he even had a chance to get fully in the room, "Lets make this quick so I can go home. I want to talk to the people I care to talk to." Little did I know that he'd bring people back with him. Including Tom.
"You sound like you did when we first met."
"Moving back to where I came from might have part in that.You never know."
"Why'd you leave Magdeburg without saying goodbye?"
"I don't know, the same reason you ignored me for six months?"
"You think I did that because I wanted to? I was trying to record a record. I didn't even check my phone for six months. I came to see you the first chance I had, and then two weeks later you moved."
"That's shit Bill. I tried to get into your show in Magdeburg two months before you came that day. They said there was no one on the list named Laura, and that you had sworn no girls would come to the show."
"It's been three years, that was a school night anyway. I'd promised your mother I wouldn't have you in. Neither of us wanted you out that late when you should have been sleeping for school the next day."
"If it's any consolation, Bill is really pathetic when you're not around. Just think about how I've had to deal with a more pathetic than usual Bill. Feel bad for Tom."
"Forgive me?"
I was almost ready to say yes when my mobile went off. It was my mother. She was freaking out.
Amanda had told her that Bill Kaulitz had kidnapped me. I corrected her and told her that I was hanging out with Tom because he'd begged. She told me to come home immediately.
I did as she asked. But I didn't go alone, I brought Bill and Tom with me.
"I graduate in two weeks." I told them.
"I can't believe that our little girly is graduating. Last time we saw her she was in year nine..."
"Skipped year ten."
X-X-X
Two years. We lasted two years. My mother was pissed off when I brought Bill home. And she was still pissed off two years later. But I didn't care about that.
I could hold the one person I wanted in my arms for the rest of my life.
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