*Bangs head on keyboard* It's late at night, I'm relatively tired... and my sister won't shut the HELL up. Rette mich. *sigh* My parents also left all the doors and windows open this week because "It's getting cool" pft, no it's not. This is florida. I'm grumpy now because I'm being bit to hell by mosquitos. Thanks mom and dad.

Chapter 10

I don't want to think about this right now. I most definitely didn't want to go back to America, but if I stayed here, I'd have to go to public school, where I would most likely fail. Ugh. Why couldn't my life be simple? Plus I was dating practically the biggest rock star in Germany, so that added a douse of "Ackk, crap."

"Shelby!" My Sister called from downstairs, "Mom, Dad and I are going shopping, want to come?"

"No!" I called back. I wanted to be alone for a few minutes, so I was grateful they were leaving right then. "See you later, then!" My sister said, and I heard the front door close. I sighed and rested my forehead against the wall, I had literally no idea what to do. It was already dark outside, so I couldn't go climb a tree or something. Then I remembered what I did when I was little to get my mind off things. I ran around the house, turning off all the lights, and went upstairs, going two steps at a time. I ran into my room and began to dig through drawers mumbling stuff as I went along.

"I know I packed some!" I mumbled to myself. I stumbled over to my dresser and searched through the top drawer.

"Yes!" I yelled and pulled out a pack of glow sticks. I dug for two neon blue ones and snapped them when I found them. I grabbed my iPod and ran downstairs, tripping in the dark.

"Hmmmm." I mumbled while searching through songs, "Green Day... t.A.t.U... P!nk... EVANESCENCE!" I clicked "Bring me to Life" and started twirling around the glow sticks.

How can you see into my eyes?

Like open doors

Leading you down into my core

Where I've become so numb

Without a soul

My spirit sleeping somewhere cold

Until you find it there and lead it back home

I twirled the glow sticks around my fingers while I danced around the living room.

Wake me up

(Wake me up inside)

I can't wake up

(Wake me up inside)

Save me

(Call my name and save me from the dark)

Wake me up

(Bid my blood to run)

I can't wake up

(Before I come undone)

Save me!

(Save me from the nothing I've become)

I danced around for a while longer before I finally got tired, plus my glow sticks weren't as bright anymore. I walked over to the switch on the wall, running my fingers over the paint before I found the switch and flipped it. I turned around, looking down at my iPod and walked over to the kitchen.

"That was really cool." A voice to my left said. I froze up and slowly turned to see who it was, even though I already knew.

"Hi, Bill." I said, blushing. Bill was sitting on a sofa in the corner. He smirked and got up to walk over to me.

"Hey." He said, still smiling. I cannot even begin to tell you how mortified I was. Bill took my hand and pressed his forehead against mine.

"I didn't know you could dance." He said.

"I'm just shy. And how did you get in here?" I asked. Bill smiled and held up a key.

"Remember you gave me a key?" Oh yeah. I gave it to him, so if he ever got lonely or something bad was happening, he could get in.

"Oh yeah..." I mumbled and my cheeks got brighter, "How much did you see?"

"Almost all of it."

"Oh God."

"Don't be embarrassed." Bill kissed my forehead and led me by my hand to the kitchen. He told me to sit down and I did. I got up on the bar stool while he got drinks from the fridge. It felt weird to be served by someone else in my own home. He came over with two glasses of lemonade and sat down in a bar stool next to me

"So I'm going to my first interview tomorrow." Bill stated, nervously playing with the bottom of his glass.

"Really! That's awesome!" I gave him an awkward hug. It was awkward because we were sitting in two different chairs. He smiled but didn't look up.

"So I was wondering... if you wanted to come?" He asked. Bill's voice was shaking, but he was looking me directly in the eyes. It was like he'd never asked a girl out before. Although I wouldn't count this as a date. Me? Going to an interview? With screaming fangirls? My shyness set in again.

"Uhh... Bill... I-I,"

"You don't have to be on screen," He interrupted, "You could be backstage!"

"But... National television... and..." I was seriously stuttering now.

"Please?" He pleaded and took my hand and gave me the puppy face. Normally, that wouldn't work, but with Bill? I couldn't resist him without him using the puppy face. So with him using it, it was almost impossible to say no.

"Alright." I said, barely above a whisper.

"Awesome!" Bill cheered. Junior came running in, barking. He didn't like loud, sudden noises. Junior jumped up into Bill's lap, almost knocking him out of the chair.

"Hey, boy!" Bill exclaimed, petting Junior. Junior licked Bill face. Bill sputtered and pushed the Husky off of his lap. I was laughing my butt off.

"So you think that was funny?" Bill got defensive, but playfully. All I could do is laugh. Bill got up and picked me up bridal style.

"No! No! I'm sorry! I'll stop laughing!" But I couldn't stop. Bill started laughing too, which made it harder for him to carry me out back.

"What are you doing?" I asked between laughs.

"Nothing... Something." Bill carried me over to the pool.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" I screamed and wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as he held me out over the water.

"Bill! I swear to God! If you drop me in there, I'll be so mad I'll kill you in your sleep! Do you know how cold that water is?"

"I know." He said. I was still clutching onto him, but Bill was laughing too hard to hold onto me anymore. I slipped out of his grasp and plunged into the icy water. As I fell deeper into the pool, I thrashed my arms and legs around, trying to get back up to the top. It was so cold, and I could feel my skin going numb. I broke through the surface of the water, and jumped over the edge of the pool onto the cement, not even bothering to use the steps a couple feet over. Bill stood there with his mouth hanging open. I got up from the pool of water I was making on the ground and stood there for a second, shivering. Bill still watched silently. I looked him directly in the eye and he began stuttering over apologies. I put a finger up to my lips and he immediately shushed. I waited for a few more seconds, still cold out of my mind. Then I held up my arms and said, "Can I have a hug?"

Bill's shocked expression broke into a smile and he backed away, "No!"

"Pleeaaaassseee?" I took a step towards him and he broke into a run, going as far away as he could. I chased him all around my back yard before I finally caught up to him and jumped on his back.

"COLD!" He yelped and tried to throw me off. I tightened my legs around his waist and grabbed hand-fulls of his shirt. (A/N: That's what she said! AHAHAH! Sorry, back to the story.)

"You'll pay!" I yelled. I jumped off of him and dragged him by the collar of his shirt the pool.

"No! No! I'm sorry! I-" I shoved him into the pool and he went under with splash. I waited for a few minutes, but he didn't come up, so I ran of the edge of the pool, got on my knees and looked into the water.

"Bill?" There was a black mass in the water, unmoving. Then I saw his head jolt up and he came shooting out of the water.

"Gotcha!" He managed to yell before pulling me back under with him. Bill pulled me all the way to the bottom somehow. I struggled to get air, not because I needed it, but because I was freaking out. I pushed him but he still held onto me. I used the last of my breathe to let out the loudest scream I could manage. Even though it wasn't as loud as it could have been because we were underwater, it still made Bill release me to cover his ears. I took the chance and swam back up. Bill's head popped above the water just next to mine.

"Dang, Shelby. My ears are ringing!"

I splashed him with cold water and swam over to the wall.

"No you don't!" Bill held me away from the wall and I started laughing.

"But B-B-Bill, I'm s-s-so c-cold-d-d."

"This is what you get!"

"For d-doing what?"

"I don't know, whatever you'll do in the future that is bad. This is your punishment now. HAHA! Your lips are blue!"

By now I was glaring at him. I tried to move my lips, but I couldn't. I was shaking and my teeth were chattering. I tried to say something but it ended up sounding like this;

"Ho cun yuuh nuh thiwering." (How come you're not shivering?)

"I don't know." Bill said and pulled himself and me out of the pool.

"I'm so cold! Ich hasse euch!" I smacked him in the arm.

"If my arms weren't numb, I'm pretty sure that would hurt." He said.

I rolled my eyes and pulled him by the arm into the house. We made our way up to my room so I could give him some of Tom's clothes to wear while his dried. I found some and threw it at him and he went to change in my bathroom, while I went to change in Kristine's room. I walked out and he was sitting my bed, rubbing his head with a towel. He pulled the towel off and looked at me, smiling. Bill looked so handsome without make-up, it was almost breath-taking. But because I was mad about him pulling me into the pool, I walked over to him and squeezed the water out of my hair onto his head.

"GAH! SHELBY!" I just stared at him. He rubbed his head with the towel once more and hugged me. It was more of a lean-into-Bill because he was sitting down and I was standing. Bill looked up to me and I sat on his knee. He cocked an eyebrow.

"You can't stay mad at me."

"Watch me." I replied, already fighting a smile (And secretly the urge to tackle-hug him).

After a few minutes of having a stare war, I broke into a smile.

"That's better, but your lips are still blue."

"Fix it?" I asked.

Bill nodded and gave me a long kiss.

"Better?" He asked.

"Still cold." I pouted. In one swift motion he laid down, pulling me to his chest and threw the blankets over us.

"How do we always end up in my bed?" I asked. Bill shrugged.

"As of right now, I'm trying to warm you up."

I cuddled up to his chest, still shaking and Bill rubbed my back. We heard barking from down the hall, coming closer to my room. Bill looked at me with wide eyes, and I did the same to him, before he pulled the covers over our head just as Junior jumped onto us.

"OW! Jesus, God! Junior get off, you stupid dog!" He was walking all over my back, scratching to get under with us.

"Get off!" He was scratching the hell out of my back, so I bucked him off and he fell to the other side of the bed. Bill's hands were on my waist, and my hands were on his chest, and were were both looking at each other with silly smirks on our faces.

"That dog-" I started.

"Gets it from you." Bill interrupted.

"Nein! You! That's why I named him Bill jr.!"

"Yes, but, he gets it from you because he lives with you!"

"No!" I was about to argue with him when Juniors face appeared under the covers and licked my face.

"Come here you little gift from hell." I grabbed Junior and snuggled up to his furry goodness. He was so warm!

"Hey! What about me!" Bill protested.

"What about you?" I asked playfully.

"You're my girlfriend!" Bill lifted me away from Junior and pulled me into his chest.

"Mine." Bill said like a greedy three-year-old. Junior jumped of the bed and ran out of the room.

"Junior doesn't like his Daddy." I teased.

"Shush up."

"You know it's true."

"No, I'm definitely his favorite."

"Pfft. you only wish." The room fell silent. I remembered what I had to tell Bill.

"Billa?"

"Uh oh, you're using the nickname. What's wrong?" He held me tighter to his chest. I decided I didn't want to burden him with my moving, so I'll tell him later. Plus I didn't want him to be worried when he had his first interview.

"Uhh... My toes are cold!" I substituted. Bill smiled and pressed his feet against mine.

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I straightened the last of my hair and pulled on my black leather jacket over my slate grey shirt. I pulled a white knit beanie over my hair and put in two earrings in the shape of an oval inside of a slightly bigger oval. They're actually pretty, I just make them sound ugly. I also pulled on my black boots that had straps criss-crossing over the sides and fake fur trim along the top edge. I ran down the stairs and shouted a goodbye to my Mom.

"Bye, Mom! I'll be back around Five!"

"Bye, sweety!" She called back. She knew where I was going. She knew that I was with Bill, and she actually thought it was adorable. I had to tell her, but I made her promise to keep it our secret. If my Dad knew, I'm pretty sure he would tease me for going out with someone like Bill. See, if you're not exactly like my Dad; meaning normal, and just like everyone else, then he made fun of you. So I want to make sure he never finds out about me and Bill.

I ran to the front door and opened it to see Bill standing there waiting.

"Hi!" I said.

"Hi!" He grabbed my hand and we ran to his house. He held open the door for me like a gentleman, and I stepped inside. I held back an 'Awwwww' because of Bill's manners. He lead me to the living room where there were three other guys and Mrs. Kaulitz-Trümper.

"Hey!" They greeted me. Gustav, Tom, and some other guy sat on the couches watching a bikini modeling show. Mrs. KT turned off the TV with a roll of her eyes and the guys all yelled in protest. She just left the room and Tom turned the TV back on. I walked over and smacked him on the head.

"Bad, Tom! Bad!"

"Oww! Was die Hölle?" He rubbed his head and I snatched the remote away from him and turned the TV off. The other guys snickered.

"Give that back!" He reached for the remote and I held it above his head.

"Come get it!" I teased.

Tom stood up and I realized what a mistake holding the remote above his head was. He was four inches taller than me. I hid the remote behind my back.

"Give it to me." He said, trying to be serious.

"No." I replied defiantly.

"I'd listen to her, Tom," The guy I didn't know piped up, "From what I heard she could kick your ass."

"Shut up Georg!" Tom yelled. Tom looked back to me and and held out his hand.

"Last chance, give it to me."

"Nope." I said again. Tom tackled me to the ground and I shoved the remote under myself. Bill pulled Tom off of me and said, "I don't think so." I jumped to a standing position.

Tom shoved Bill away and came at me, so I threw the remote to Georg. Tom went for Georg and Georg threw the remote to Gustav. It went like this for a while until two body-guards told the boys that the car was ready. Bill took my hand and we walked out. The guards held the doors of the white Audi open for us. I sat between Bill and Georg. Georg turned out to be extremely friendly.

"So have you ever been to one of these before?" He asked.

"No, haven't you?"

"Not as Tokio Hotel. We did as Devilish a couple time, though."

We finally pulled up to the studio and made our way backstage. The four boys sat down on chairs ad stylists rushed up and began working on them. I hung out around the food, snatching strawberries and eating them every so often. Gustav was the first done, since he didn't do much (or as much as Georg and Bill) and came to stand by me.

"Nervous?" I asked.

"You have no idea." He said. A few minutes later Tom joined us. Then Georg, then Bill. We didn't have long to talk before the host introduced them.

"And now here is TOKIO HOTEL!"

The boys walked out on stage with a couple small waves. While I was waiting for the Host to shut up so I could have Bill back, I talked to one of the body-guards, Tobi. He was so sweet, like a huge, muscular Teddy bear. Kind of like the one Tom sleeps with every night. I know Tom sleeps with one because once he got used to us, he would bring it over when he slept over. After a while I heard a certain question that sparked my interest.

"So what about Tokio Hotel girlfriends? Any?"

"No."

"Nope."

"Not yet."

Bill paused before shaking his head and saying "Not for me."

I stiffened and began to fume.

"What?" I whisper-yelled.

"He said it for your safety. If he told them about you, you could get hurt. Bill's previous girlfriend was introduced to the fans and that turned out to be a disaster. She got hate mail and death threats almost everyday." Tobi said.

"Oh..." I felt guilty for assuming the worst of Bill.

After about half an hour later, the show ended and the boys came back stage. Bill immediately walked up to my and kissed me, then apologized for telling the Host he didn't have a girlfriend.

"It's alright, Billa, I know why you did!" I giggled as he kept kissing my cheek.

"Who feels like Chinese?" Georg said with a clap of his hands.

"Me!" We all said. I love Chinese food! We piled back into the Audi and went for the nearest Chinese place. Bill kept a hand in mine the whole way, I could tell he still felt bad about saying that he didn't have a girlfriend. I wished he didn't though.

Okay, I would write more, but my fingers are cold and they're stiff so.. Until next chapter! By the way! Sorry for not updating a for a while! I have to do this secretly now because my Dad is a stalker. :/ For those of you who review, you get virtual cookies programmed with love!