I woke to my alarm clock playing my Tokio Hotel CD. I looked at my ceiling. My giant print-out of Bill smiled back at me. I wished he was with me, for I had spent another night alone.

I climbed out of bed, and went to take a quick shower. I only had one hour to get ready for that day's shift at In-N-Out Burger. After my shower, I got dressed in my uniform. Then I went to fix myself breakfast.

I got a bowl of Lucky Charms (Ch'yeah! XD) and a cup of coffee.

I put my empty dishes in the sink and left for work.

I had to walk, and it was about a twenty minute walk.

I had my Mp3 player on Ready, Set, Go! by TH. I softly hummed it while I walked, after all, it is my favorite song.

I turned my Mp3 player off when I came through the back entrance at the restaurant. I put that and my purse in my staff locker and took out my red baseball In-N-Out hat. I put it on.

I punched in and went to cash.

"Hi, welcome to In-N-Out Burger, what would you like?" I smiled.

"Yes, we would like four Double-Double burgers, four orders of fries, and two chocolate, one strawberry, and one vanilla shakes." said a thick German accent. This man looked familiar. Black hair with blond streaks tucked under a cap. Black tight fitting clothing around a small body. No...

Another man was beside him, and looked the same, but had brown dreads and loose fitting clothing. Beside the both of them were two boys; one with short blond hair, the other with shoulder length brown hair. No.. It was Tokio Hotel!

I nervously said their total, and prepared their meal.

When I gave it to them, the man with the black hair whispered to me: "Would you like to meet me later tonight?"

I blinked. This man, Bill Kaulitz, just asked me out! I was not used to it, because I had only had one boyfriend a few years ago. I wasn't that pretty.

"Well, um..."

"What time do you get off?" Bill asked.

I just realized the others had gone back to a table with their food.

"I get off at five."

"Perfect! Meet me at the shopping mall at six!" He said, then whisked off to find Tom, Georg, and Gustav.

I stood there, eyes open wide, mouth gaping. I can't believe what just happened.

I finished my shift and returned home.

Forty minutes until I meet Bill at the mall.

I changed out of my uniform and showered again. I had to be clean for THE hottest guy on EARTH!

I even made sure I shaved. Just in case.

After my shower, I stood at my closet. What to wear? What to wear? I checked my clock. Twenty minutes!

I took out a black and pink pleated skirt, a black Emily the Strange tank top, white waist length hoodie, black and white leg warmers, and matching arm warmers.

I fixed up my nails a bit by painting them black. My make up was simple: Powder mineral foundation, black and pink eyeshadow, black liquid eyeliner, and some mascara.

I grabbed my purse, and phoned a taxi. Within a few minutes he was here. I told him where to go, and paid him the fare.

I arrived at the mall within a few minutes.

I walked into the mall. I stood there for a few minutes before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I whipped around.

"Uh, sorry, did I freak you out?" asked Bill.

I laughed. "Sorta, but it's OK."

"Oh, good, good."

"Bill?"

"Ja?"

"Why did you want to meet me tonight?" I asked.

"You're very pretty. And nice. Nice, nice." Bill replied.

I blushed. Did I just hear correct? I asked myself. Did THE Bill Kaulitz say I was very pretty?

Bill took my hand. "Come."

"Where?"

"Back to my hotel, silly!" said Bill.

"Your... hotel?"

"Ja. We rented different rooms, because we suspect Tom might bring a girl back." Bill laughed.

Bill had a rental car, and we took that to his hotel.

It was the big fancy one.

We went into the elevator to the fifth floor. We got out.

Gold painted walls greeted us. There was also green carpeting.

Bill took hold of my hand again and led me to a door on the left. He opened the door, and told me to come in.

He threw the keys on the small table and went to the fridge. "Want a bottle of water?" He asked me.

"Sure, thanks." He tossed me one. I took a seat on the couch. Bill took a water bottle too, and sat next to me.

I opened the bottle, took a long drink, and replaced the cap.

Suddenly, Bill's unexpected arms made their way around my waist.

I looked at him. "Bill?"

"Ja? Oh. You don't like it, do you?" He seemed almost... confused.

"Nein, I do."

"You speak German?!"

"Ja, but very little. I know some Japanese, too." I smiled.

Bill snuggled himself closer to me, so there was not much room left to move.

We talked for a bit, then Bill did something that would change my life forever.

He came up to me, so his face was parallel with mine, and held my chin with one hand, while trying to remain his balance so he wouldn't fall on me with the other. He pulled my face close, and softly brushed his lips against mine. He had nice, warm, soft lips. They were perfect.

I couldn't believe it. I was entitled to BRAGGING RIGHTS! SCORE!

He looked deep into my eyes. I had a knack for reading people's eyes. One look, and I could tell what they were thinking. I knew what Bill was thinking.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him down. I didn't care if he fell on me. We began to kiss once more, and i felt the sensation of metal on my lips. I opened them up a bit, and Bill's tongue sneaked in. He kind of laughed.

As we sat up, gasping for air, I asked Bill: "You love me, don't you?"

He nodded. "I want you to come to Germany with me. Live with me. We can get a small place, maybe."

I blinked. Bill. Kaulitz. Just. Asked. Me. To. Live. With. Him. MAJOR BRAGGING RIGHTS. I nodded. "I will."

"The plane leaves in two days." He told me.

"OK. I will be ready."

The two days had passed, and in between all the packing, I managed to meet the rest of the band. They were so nice about me coming back with them!

We boarded the plane, and Bill showed me where our seats were. I wasn't on a plane a lot. I normally couldn't afford it.

We took our seats, and I took out my MP3 player.

I put on some Nana Kitade, and rested my head on Bill's shoulder. He kissed my head, and put his arm around me.

The plane ride was about eight hours. I know. Long. And boring.

We arrived at the airport, and managed to get through screaming fangirls and the luggage carousel.

We had a limo, because we had so much stuff to take. Especially me. XD

We pulled up to a nice house, and a dog came to greet us. There was the sound of a man and woman.

"Here come the parents..." Bill said smugly.

The limo door swung open, and thick German accents came in.

Bill and Tom said something to the woman, and Georg told me that it was their mother, and the man was their father.

"Come," Bill said to me, and took my hand.

He spoke to his parents in German, and they kept looking at me with curiosity, but kindness.

"Hallo, Billa said you know some German?" His mother asked.

"Ja. Very little." I explained.

Bill said something to them, and they laughed.

I asked him what he said, and he said that when I spoke German, it sounded funny. I pouted. He told me I looked adorable when I pouted. Naturally, that made me smile.

His parents introduced themselves to me, and we began to take out luggage inside.

Bill took me to his room, which wasn't really any different than any other teenage boy's room. He told me we were getting another bed soon, but it'd be a few days. They had a guest bedroom, but the bed was old and worn, so they had to get a new one.

I got settled into the guest room, and Bill told me it was time for dinner.

We ate. It was good. Very good, in fact. I told Bill to say how good it was. His mother smiled at me after he told her.

Bill and I hung out for bit, looked at some stuff on his computer, and just talked.

I got ready for bed, and went to say goodnight to Bill.

I knocked on his door, and he opened it.

"I came to say goodnight," I smiled.

"Uhm, the couch is not very comfortable, trust me, so, I was wondering if you would like to sleep with me?" Bill asked.

"Uhh.. sure! Why not!" I saw on this fun facts about Bill thing online that Bill only sleeps in his underwear, but I didn't mind it.

He is my boyfriend, now, after all.

We climbed into his bed, and wrapped out arms around each other. I laid my head on his chest, and just laid there in the silence.

He kissed my head, then I looked up and kissed him on the lips.

It is a few weeks later, and I have my own room here now. But something's wrong. I keep feeling like I have to throw up in the back of my mouth. Everybody just said it's the flu, or something. And I have head aches.

I thought it was more. I went to a doctor, and she told me the unexpected.

I came home that night, and asked Bill if we could go down to the park. Of course, he said we could.

We started walking, but we didn't end up at the park. We just ended up walking around. I stopped Bill.

"Bill, you know that night a few weeks ago when we first came back and I slept in your bed?"

"Ja," He nodded.

"And you know how everyone is telling me I just have the flu?"

"Ja... Is something wrong?" Bill asked me.

"Billa, something happened that night."

He looked at me funny.

I came right out with it. "I'm pregnant."

He made this face. Shocked, happy,and confused. He held me. "Are you sure?"

I nodded against his chest. "I went to a doctor not that long ago, and she gave me a pregnancy test. It came back that I'm pregnant," Tears rolled down my cheeks. Happy tears. "We're gunna be parents!"

Bill smiled. "Imagine how the family will react!"

I laughed. "Of course, we'll have to find a way to take care of the baby while on tour."

"Of course! Anything for you and the baby." Bill kissed me.

When we came back to the house, we told everyone.

Bill and Tom's mother said that she already knew! After all, she had babies before!

Everyone was thrilled, especially Tom. He can't wait to be an uncle!