My Best Friend is Germanys Playboy

Early 2007

I put one hand on my hip and the other lay limply on my side,

flashing a cute smile to the photographer. I was standing next to the Wicked poster in Times Square. Being able to come to New York was a dream come true. I was Disney's newest girl and was beginning to enjoy the perks of being on a new TV show. True I wasn't all that famous yet, actually not all. We had just finished filming the 1st season of Rose of Respet and I was doing some publicity for it. I play the character of Princess Rose, and basically it's about the mischief that she comes up with in the castle. The cool part was that it was set in the Renaissance time period so I got to dress up in cute stylish dressed and have cute hairstyles, but enough about that.

I have been wanting to go to New York for so long. The idea of going to the "City that never sleeps" always fascinated me. I have lived in California my whole life, and had never really left it. After wrapping the first season, the rest of the cast and myself got a week off to do what we wanted, and I chose visiting New York. My publicist thought it would be a good idea if I had a few pictures of myself in New York that we could use later for some photo shoots.

"Good." The photographer mumbled and checked the picture on his camera. "Can you back up some and do the same pose?" I quickly nodded and started to back up, the buildings immediately catching my attention.

"Ok. That's good... Sadie you might want to stop. Sadie, behind you!" I snapped out of my trance and turned back quickly, only to be met with a coffee cup.

"Ah!" The person holding the coffee, which was now all over his white baggy shirt, shouted.

"I am so sorry!" I cringed and waited to be yelled at, but it never came. I looked at the young man to see black baggy pants, a huge white shirt, long multi-colored dreadlocks, and a white and black cap on his head.

The boy looked at me with no expression, but it quickly turned into a smirk. I then noticed his lip ring that glinted in the sun.

"I'm Tom Kaulitz." The boy held out his hand.

"Sadie… Hawkins." I shook his hand slowly.

"Like the dance?" Tom had a thick, but cute accent.

"Um… yea." I said shyly. This boy was so cute. Perfect jaw line and chocolate brown eyes. "Sorry about your shirt…" I mumbled. Tom looked down and shrugged.

"I got other white shirts." He smiled. "Are you here by yourself?" Tom looked around me.

"Yea. I'm just visiting New York with my mom." I rubbed my arm.

"With a photographer?"

"Yea. I'm on a new TV show that is going to air some time later this year so…" I trailed off.

"I see." Just then a cameraman showed up out of nowhere and started to film the two of us talking. I stared at the camera and then at Tom, confused.

"I'm in a band in Germany and you are on Tokio Hotel TV right now."

"Hey whose the girl?" A boy, at least I think it was a boy, coming up from behind Tom said. The boy had black hair with blonde highlights, and harsh eyeliner surrounding his eyes.

"This is Sadie."

2008

"Ah… the good ol' days when I didn't have to look beautiful 24/7 in America." Bill sighed and left the room, leaving Tom and I on the couch with a giant TV blaring in front of us.

"I agree… the good ol' days." I smiled. The rest of that day in New York was spent with Bill and Tom, who I later learned to be twins. We had pretty much bonded that day and became fast friends, and that was it. No more then friends. I admit it, in the beginning I wanted to be a little more then friends with Tom, but after hanging out with him and watching youtube interviews, the desire suddenly vanished.

We were watching the Tokio Hotel TV episode where I had first met the twins. When fan girls saw it, they of course became jealous, but soon accepted the fact that I wanted to be nothing more then friends with the boys.

"I love the shirt Tom." I laughed as the camera zoomed in on the coffee stained shirt.

"Yea some weird chick spilled coffee all over it." Tom smiled and leaned back more on the couch.

"Stupid girl. Spilling coffee on the Tom Kaulitz... tsk tsk tsk." I shook my head. "Eww and look at her hair!" It was curly, black and short. I hated my hair back then, but was loving it now. It was long (thank God extensions were invented), chocolate brown with natural looking honey brown highlights and straight.

"I know! I can't believe I let myself be seen with her!" Tom exclaimed.

"Hey!" I hit Tom.

"Ow…" Tom rubbed his shoulder and smirked.

"Yea, but you know you love me now, right?" I smiled at my best friend. I had lost the few I had, as soon as I moved away from North California and into LA.

"Of course." Tom answered sarcastically. He did love me, not in that kind of way, but in a sister way. He told me a few months back, when he wouldn't let me date this really hot guy. I got mad and upset, and told him he couldn't tell me whom I could or couldn't date. Turns out this guy only wanted me for a "fun" night and Tom was only trying to save me from "those" kind of guys. Funny thing is… Tom is that kind of guy.

"Whatever Tom." I smiled. Just then a knock was heard on his hotel room door. Tom got up and answered and I remained where I was. I could see that it was some petite blonde girl, and she was flirtatiously curling her hair around her finger.

"Um… can you hold on?" I heard Tom say and close the door slightly.

"Hey Sad… I uh…" Tom looked at the floor.

"Yea I get it." I got up from the couch and walked over to the door that connected our rooms. "Remember, protection is a mans best friend." Tom just smirked and I left with a grin on my face, but it quickly faded when the door behind me shut.