If Only He Knew

The next couple of weeks went by pretty fast. After mine and Bill's awkward moment at his locker, we hadn't talked much. Tom hardly ever looked at me either. My days went by fast as I focused only on my studies and not trying to concentrate on the Kaulitz twins. Bill had tried to talk to me but I wouldn't say much. Why was I being like this? I was confused. Bill was hiding things from me and even though we just met, he acted very strange around me when his friends were around. If we ever decided to be together, that would only lead to him treating me like crap when his friends were around, or just show off. I was starting to feel very lonely though. In this past month, I only stuck to Bill for the first half. Second half, no one. I didn't even try to make friends. You could tell Bill wasn't himself. He was more quiet and slept through class. Before, he was wide awake and talking non-stop like the nerdy kid in a computer class. I actually started to miss that. I wanted to talk to him again and I didn't really see a bad problem. So I decided to go talk to him after class, and soon enough, class was over. I went straight to his locker and stood by it. He walked up to it slowly, eyeing me. A hint of a smile on his face.

" Hey," I said.

" Hey...," he said slowly. He approached me in caution.

" Look, I wanted to talk to you," I started.

" Can I put my books up first?" he asked.

" Uhh, sure," I said. Surely enough, as soon as he opened his locker, he pressed his chest to the edge of the locker to catch the falling letters. I glanced at me from the corner of his eye. " You really aren't organized."

" They're not notes for class. They're love notes," he said sullenly. My mouth dropped. Bill had secret admirers? It seemed like no one really liked him though! All the attention was on his gorgeous twin brother!

" Let me see!" I blurted out. He shoved them back in his locker and gaped at me.

" Um, why? I mean, no," he said and started to walk off. I grabbed his hand.

" What? You ignored me the past three weeks after we clicked so much? I thought I actually had a friend in this cruel school, but no. You're just like everyone else, Nicole," he said. That hit the spot and I let go of his arm. He stalked off. I felt the tears well up inside of my eyes. Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder that made me jump. The hand clutched on.

" Don't worry about him. He'll come around," the voice said. I felt the heat of the breath hit my ear. I looked over my shoulder. It was Tom. My heart fluttered.

" T-tom, oh, hey," I studdered. Wow, how embarrassing.

" Hello," he said. Why isn't he walking past me? Why am I just standing here and not saying anything? Don't let him get away! So I did the worst thing I could do: I ran to him, collasped in his arms and my mouth found his. He didn't refuse me either. I parted my mouth and his tongue shoved his way inside my mouth. It was so warm and felt very... lovely. I felt my way up his back and twirled a dread in his fingers while he found the small of my back with one hand and pushed me towards him, while the other hand gripped tightly on my butt. It felt like forever and I didn't want to let this go. It was Tom! The most gorgeous guy in the world. But yet, Tom was a whore and he did taste like alcohol. I wanted to stop once I thought of this.

" Oh, wow. Of course. Thanks Tom," Bill said. I gasped and pushed myself away from him. Tom willingly let me but kissed me on the forehead before glaring up to Bill. I didn't notice Tom walking away because all I could see was Bill. His auora felt hot and I knew exactly why. I bit my lip. I was in deep trouble.

" Bill... I'm so sorry. I got caught up in the moment!" I pleaded. I knew that wasn't enough but I wasn't going to do the same thing I did to Tom to Bill. Bill stood there, clinching his fists. His jaw clinched and then he exhaled.

" You don't know him. Please, don't be stupid. I'm not losing you to him," he said, very slowly and sternly.

" Oh, I do know him. I see it everyday, and I... tasted it," I said, realizing what I could've tasted today from Tom's mouth. I shuddered.

" I can't believe you did that. I came back to try to apologize. Now, I.. I," he was seriously hurt. I felt so crushed.

" I'm so sorry. Let me make it up to you," I begged.

" Do you even know why this got to me so much?" he asked.

" Well... I hope it's because you care about me," I suggested.

" Yes! I have a tremendous amount of feelings for you. You don't even know," he said. That made me still feel in tact.

" I now know. Let me make it up to you, please," I begged again. I was so easy that it hurt so much. This was the reason WHY I avoided him and Tom, which with Tom, that was easy. Now I'm back into the pain again. Bill sighed and rolled his eyes.

" Come to my house. I need to show you something," he said.