EIGHT:
I sat at the table and watched the boys and Evie stuff their faces with pizza and chips. Stopping occasionally to sip from their cans of Coke. I had stopped eating after four slices of vegetarian pizza - Bill and Tom were vegetarian, therefore ALL of us had to be vegetarian.
"Rachel, do you want a drink?" Tom looked up from his plate and into my eyes.
"No thanks." He had been offering to do things for me all through dinner, it was getting annoying.
"Tom, she's fine. The fridge is like ten steps away." Georg sighed.
"It's called manners."
"Yeah, you would know." Georg smiled and threw a piece of capsicum at Tom.
"What the hell?" Tom flicked back a mushroom.
"Both of you shut up!" Bill threw chips at Tom and Georg.
"Nein!" Tom aimed a chip for Bills' head but missed and hit Evie instead.
"Oh no way you did not just do that!" She got up and held her can of Coke over Toms' head, which had a bright white hat on it.
"Ahhh!" Tom got up and held her by the wrists, "Evie, put the drink down! This is my favorite hat!" He tried to get her to drop the drink slowly. I guess nobody was actually paying any attention to me so I grabbed my Coke, went behind Tom and spilled it over his hat.
"Ahhh!!!" Tom turned around and stared at me. I could hear Georg and Bill laughing their asses off. I smiled and poked my tongue out at him. Coke dripped down off his hat onto his face, neck, shirt and he looked hilarious! (That was A LOT of Coke. It almost got to his jeans.)
"Did she just-" Bill started.
"I think she did." Georg whispered.
Tom stared at me for a long time and then announced that he was gonna take a shower. Wow, I honestly thought I would get in huge trouble or something - the way Bill and Georg were talking about it - but nope. Just a very long stare. That was too easy.
"What was that?" I asked, when Tom had finally left the room.
"Um, you messed with his beautiful hat." Replied Gustav in his deep voice.
"What?"
"You ruined his hat." Georg explained.
"But it was already so ugly!"
"Wow. You really did just do that." Bill whispered.
"What? What did I just do?"
"And he didn't even scratch you." Bill seemed as though he was whispering to himself.
"He must reeeeeeaaallly like you." Evie smiled.
"Um, it was just Coke?" I sighed. What the hell? Why was this such a huge deal? I picked up my plate and empty can and put them in the kitchen. Evie had cleared the table by the time I had come back and Bill, Gustav and Georg were all laughing about something on the couches.
"What now?" I asked when I had found I spot on the couch nearest to the window.
"What do you mean?" Bill asked.
"What do I do?"
"Kiss and make up."
"Ew! Gross! Something else?"
"Um, say sorry?"
"But I'm not sorry! It was quite fun actually."
"Well, then you're screwed."
"Wha-?"
"Just act like nothing happened, it's fine. Tom's a man, he can handle it." Georg assured me.
"Oh, ok. Thanks." I zoned out then, because the guys started a discussion about which amps they were going to need for their next concert.
"So, do you like him?" Evie whispered when she sat down next to me.
"Tom?"
"No, George Bush. Of course I meant Tom!"
"Um, no?"
"Why not?"
"Just because."
"Just because what?"
"Um, just because?" Oh good God. Not this again!
"Come on!"
"No."
"Please?"
"Hey, all I was supposed to do was turn up to this dinner and come out alive. Nothing else."
Just then who should step out with nothing other than a towel wrapped around his torso? Ah, none other than the one and only Tom Kaulitz. Well, he certainly knew how to make an entrance.
"Ewwww! Put some clothes on!" Georg threw a pillow at him.
"Why hide these?" Tom ran his fingers over his abs.
"Um, because no one really wants to see them."
"Do you want to see them, Rachel?"
"I'm with Georg. Put on an oversized shirt for Petes' sake!" Avoiding all eye contact because I was trying to act like I hadn't just spilled Coke over his precious hat.
"Evie wants to see them, don't you Evie?"
"No thanks, I'd rather see Billi..." She got off the couch and onto Bills' lap. She wrapped her arms around him and he kissed her, for quite a long time, actually.
"Bill stop eating her!" Georg semi-shouted. Bill picked up a pillow and shoved it over Georgs' face, still kissing Evie. Gustav made gagging noises in the background.
"Um, I'm gonna go..." Tom said as he made his way back to his room. Seriously, Bill and Evie needed to get a room before this got out of hand.
"Guys?" I tried to nudge them apart. Bill pushed me back, lightly and continued to kiss her. This was getting weird. Finally, when Evie broke away for air, Gustav shoved a magazine between the two of their faces before they could continue.
"Thank you Gustav!" Georg applauded.
"Ugh that was gross." I muttered.
"Hey! Get lost!" Bill tried to move the magazine.
"Nein." Gustav kept a firm grip on the magazine.
"Only if you guys stop playing tongue hockey." I said.
"Fine!" Bill sighed. Evie looked at him with a huge smile plastered on her face once Gustav had put down the magazine. Bill held her hand and started whispering something in her ear. Something hilarious, I'm guessing, because Evie couldn't stop giggling.
"So what do you guys wanna do now?" Tom asked when he entered the room - fully clothed, thank God.
"Um... Whatever?" Bill said.
"Oh I know!" Georg got up and opened a cabinet under the huge tv. "Who wants to watch a movie?"
"Oo! I do!" I was wide awake now, and I felt like staying up late.
"Ok... We've got Titanic..."
"Pass."
"Um, Love, actually?"
"Yeah, Bill and Evie would love that so no thanks."
"Lord of the Rings?"
"Seen it a million times already."
"Twilight?"
"I've already seen enough ugly topless guys for one night, thank you."
"Hey!" Tom threw a pillow at me.
"Oh, get over yourself." I muttered.
"Hmmm... So many english movies... Um, District 9?"
"Hell yeah!" Tom and I yelled in unison.
"Ew." Bill and Evie mumbled.
"Ok, who else wants to watch District 9?" Georg held up the DVD. Gustav got up and mumbled something about having an X-Box in his room and then he left, only stopping to yell "Gute nacht!" back at us.
"Wimp." I sighed.
"Anyone else?"
"Come on Evie..." I gave her a look of sheer desperation because I knew what this would mean - spending another one and a half hours alone with Tom.
"Um, Bill and I have to go... Don't we Billi?" She kissed his neck and laced her fingers between his.
"Yeah, this movie's stupid." Bill wrapped his arm around Evies' shoulders and got up.
"See ya tomorrow Rachel!" Evie called out over her shoulder.
"Well, I don't wanna watch this. Can we watch something else guys?" Georg started flipping back through DVD cases.
"This is my room and I wanna watch District 9." Tom stood up and grabbed the DVD.
"Fine. Gute nacht Rachel!" Georg got up, "I'm gonna go play X-Box with Gustav."
"Shit!" I whispered under my breath. Everyone had left and now I was alone with Tom. Damn! This was gonna be worse than hell.
"Have you seen District 9?" Tom asked once he had put the DVD in.
"Um, no, not really."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, I've seen a bit of the beginning but that was it."
"Oh, well this movie is amazing!" He turned off the light and sat down on the couch next to mine. Oh my God. It was dark-ish and I was alone with Tom, gross.
"Ok, no funny business Tom. Don't you even think about 'making a move'." I hoped he could see my air quote marks; I really did want to see this movie but not here. With him.
"Hmm..."
"Well, that and no talking."
"Ok, fine." I could see his smile. "Do you want popcorn?"
"Um, ok."
I watched his silhouette as he went back to the kitchen; I heard the microwave turn on and him whistling really low. I tried to get comfortable on the couch but the temperature in the room must've dropped dramatically because I felt really chilly. I grabbed as many cushions as I could and piled them over my legs, that was hopeless, not very useful and I had goose bumps on my arms. I really wished that I had kept Bills' jumper now! "What's wrong?" Tom stood next to me and dropped the warm bag of popcorn on my lap.
"Thanks, um, nothing, it's just a bit cold."
"Hold up." He went back to his room and came out with a snow white blanket. "Here." He handed it to me.
"Um, thanks." I hope he didn't think that this would make me change my mind and end up having sex with him - because I would still rather freeze my ass off than do anything with him.
"No problem." He went back to the kitchen and I heard the microwave turn on again. I pulled the blanket up to my neck and tried to find a comfortable way to sit, I stretched out my legs on the rest of the couch but that didn't fell right so I just sat with my legs under me and the blanket wrapped close to my body. That was better. Tom's low whistling was a bit haunting off in the kitchen but I was so jealous because I still couldn't whistle, no matter how hard I tried, all I got was an exhaling sound and spit. Yuck. "Ready?" Tom fell onto the couch with the popcorn on his lap.
"I guess." He grabbed the remote and pressed 'Play'.
Forty minutes later:
I hid my face under the blanket, the main character - Wikus - his arm was warped and I didn't want to watch him get tortured. Oh ew! I felt so gross! I just wanted to throw up, his arm was so disgusting! Tom looked like he was having the time of his life but I just wanted to go to sleep now. The beginning of the movie already had me yawning but now I just wanted to sleep because I didn't want to have to see Wikus suffer - I knew this movie would end badly (or sadly or tragically - I just had a feeling it wouldn't be a 'happily ever after'.) "Are you ok?" Tom asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I didn't want to admit I was inches away from puking.
"Are you sure?"
"Yep."
I liked the movie, I just didn't want to have to look at Wikus' arm all the time. I let my eyes dart to the screen, ew ew ew ew! I hid my face under the blanket again. "Rachel, are you sure you're ok?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Um, because you won't watch the movie."
"I am so watching the movie!" I glared at the screen just to prove it to him.
"Ok, calm down." He smiled. Really, I was so not in the mood to see him smug.
"Shut up."
"Whatever you say scaredy cat."
"Hey! I'm not scared!"
"Ok, whatever." He dragged his attention back to the movie - I tried my best to watch but... Oh God, the poor guy! That was so cruel! They were forcing him into this lab and torturing him into using the weapons... Aw! This wasn't fair! I hated having to watch him struggle against those huge guys who forced him into the chair! Wikus was pleading and he had this accent which just made me feel even sorrier for him. "Seriously Rachel, we can watch another movie if you want." Tom looked at me with a genuine expression in his eyes.
"No, seriously, dude I can handle it. Just go back to whatever it is you were doing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Stop thinking so much! I'm o-k."
"Well, ok then." I heard him throw a handful of popcorn into his mouth, followed by a little snigger.
"What's so funny?"
"The movie." He found this movie funny? You have got to be kidding me. I buried my head in the nearest pillow and sang the alphabet in my mind.
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Took me a while 'cause I was suffering really terrible writer's block but thank God I managed to finish it! And school started up two weeks ago so it's kind of hard to find time for this between homework, friends, eating, sleeping, hating Justin Bieber and everything on top of that :) But I did! I would love to know what you all think so please review :) Even if you have already! (Anyone else really desperate to see Alice in Wonderland? :))
