Chapter 4

"Sadie! Tom! Ahhh!" Girls screamed our names. "Bill!" I felt girls tug on my shirt, but it wasn't as bad for me as it was for the boys. The girls literally had death grips on Tokio Hotel. The security did their job by removing the girls hands and helping the boys get to their car. The Double G's made it first, and scrambled to seats all the way in the back. As Tom and I were nearing the car, it suddenly got harder to move through the crowd. The fans were moving in and crowding even more. About 20 seconds later we managed to pile in the middle section of the car, panting, and waiting for Bill to movie. We looked over the top of the crowd for Bills hair, and found he was in the middle, not even moving. The security the four of us had, suddenly plowed through the crowd grabbing Bill, and pushing him in the car. The door slammed as soon as Bill had all of his limbs in the car, and off it sped, away from the crowd. Bill sat next to me, as there was no other room in the car.

"Well… That was fun." I said sarcastically, straightening my shirt.

"Mhmm…" Tom hummed as we put on our seatbelts. That was nothing out of the ordinary for us. We were use to all the screaming fan girls, so we went back to acting like nothing happened.

The guys and I talked about whatever random stuff was on our mind, except Tom. He was busy typing away on his phone and I couldn't help but get a bit peeved. If he was going to do this all night, I was certainly going to say something. Bill looked at Tom and then raised his eyebrow at me. I shrugged and turned to listen to Georg and Gustavs conversation, throwing in my opinon where it was needed.

The car pulled to the back of the House of Blues so we could get out easily, without having to deal with the fans. The backstage room was okay. A few couches scattered here and there, and a little coffee table in the middle. I quickly occupied one, as did Gustav. Bill went into a corner and talked to Natalie, Georg and Tom sat on the other couches, waiting for the bass and guitar to be brought in.

"Ugh. I don't know how you stand having a ton of calluses on your hands." I watched as Gustav wrapped his fingers with tape.

"Well, I don't really want to be in pain from the sticks rubbing against my skin for an hour and half." Gustav continued to wrap.

"I guess." I yawned. Backstage was always kind of boring. Everyone just sat around, or got ready for the concert. Lucky for me, I had a signing session in 45 minutes. Maybe they would let me go out earlier.

"Hey Sadie." I looked up to see the Tokio Hotel TV camera near me.

"Hey hey." I grinned at the camera.

"What are you doing right now?" The staff asked.

"Just waiting for my signing session to start." I glanced at Tom. Still texting. "It's going to be fun."

"Yes. Are you sad to have to say goodbye to the boys tomorrow for a little while?"

"Of course! I love these guys! We've been best buddies for like 2 years now. I hate when they aren't around." I answered.

"Who will you miss the most?" I looked over at the boy who had just gotten his guitar, but put it aside to text. I'm suppose to miss Tom the most, but he's been annoying me.

"Um… all of them? They are all special to me." I smiled. Normally Tom would be laughing and joking with me, and people would yell at us to shut up, but not right now.

"Thanks Sadie." The staff said and walked over to talk to Georg. The next thing I knew, I was walking over to Tom and sitting down next to him.

"When are you going to talk to me?" I asked. Tom looked up.

"I'm talking to you right now." Tom looked at his phone again.

"You know what I mean." I said flatly. "Are you ever going to stop texting soon? I'm leaving in like a day ya know."

"Sadie." The venue security waved me over. I glanced at Tom and he didn't seem to be paying attention to me, so I walked over to the security.

They quickly briefed me on the session and said I could start it right now if I wanted. I accepted, tired of Tom ignoring me.

A few moments later, my ears were filled with the screams of fan girls, and blinding flashes from the cameras. I waved and sat down at the table to see a few sharpies, waiting for me to use them. From what I could see the line went on for a mile, maybe longer. The butterflies in my stomach started flapping, and I couldn't help but smile. I loved signing sessions. Something about seeing my fans happy to see me was exhilarating. I nodded to a security guard and they started letting fans in.

I was showered with gifts, which I gratefully excepted, and thanked them. I remember there was a little girl, she was about 6. She hobbled in on crutches, with her parents behind her in case she fell. She held out a picture of me that I signed, but I wanted to sign something else.

"Can I sign your cast?" I asked. Her eyes lit up even more then they were already, and big smile spread across her face.

"Yes!" She burst.

"Ok. Is there any color you want me to use?" I pointed out the colored sharpies.

"Um… the orange one!"

"You got it!" I got up and walked around to the other side of the table and knelt down to sight her cast.

"Your really pretty." The little girl said.

"Awww thank you." I looked up and smiled. "Oh, what's your name?"

"Percilla."

"That is such a pretty name." I finished signing up and gave her hug. "Are you staying for the show?" Percilla nodded. I looked over at the security guards and nodded at them.

"Can you step over here mam?" One of the security guards said to Percillas parents.

"Bye." I waved and took my spot back at the other side of the table, smiling and autographing stuff for the fans.

I signed for about 2 hours. Yes, my hand was starting to cramp up, but it was worth it to see my fans smile. The fans were now being let into the club as I made my way backstage again

"How was it?" Georg asked.

"Fun." I smiled and scanned the room for Tom. Still texting.

"Who are you texting?" I said as I sat down next to Tom. The boys had about 30 minutes till they had to be on stage.

"Does it matter?" He asked.

"Well sorry. I'm kind of curious. You've only been texting this person for like the past 4 hours." I was annoyed, he could tell.

"Why do you care?" He looked at me.

"Did you not hear me earlier? I'm leaving in like a day!"

"I know."

"Then why aren't you talking to me?!" I exclaimed.

"I don't have to talk to you 24/7 ya know." He remained calm.

"No, but… I'd still like to talk to my best friend every once in a while." I pouted.

"Look, were talking now. Ok?" He put his phone in his pocket.

"Ok." I said. "Who are you texting?"

"Well if you must know, that girl from earlier." Tom's pocket vibrated.

"Are you serious? Why?" Tom was still talking to her? I thought the contact ended as soon as she walked out the hotel door.

"Because."

"Because why? You never keep in contact with the girls you sleep with!"

"Well maybe this time I am. God… get off my case will you!" Tom huffed and moved to the other side of the room. The room was silent. Everyone just stared, but eventually went back to what they were doing.

"What the heck…" I mumbled under my breath.