Its a really short chapter, but hey! At least I posted something. I hope you enjoy. Drama to come next chapter. Lots of drama.
Chapter 14
Christmas came and went way too quickly. After a tortuous week of wondering if Bill would find out, we went into January and the continuation of the tour. The guys are playing in London tonight. We are going to arrive in two hours and check into the hotel. Then we will go to the venue and the guys will do a quick sound check before the concert. We are staying in London for a week.
The bus pulls up to an Embassy Suites. We get out, each of us with one suitcase. (It was very difficult to convince Bill that he only needed one.) Tom waltzes up to the front desk.
"May I help you sir," the receptionist asks in a bored voice.
"We want to check in. The name is Kaulitz and Listing. And Wood." For the first time this trip I get my own hotel room. Mine is supposed to have a door that connects to the twins rooms.
"Here you are sir. Enjoy your stay."
"Thank you, ma'am." She rolls her eyes and we walk to the elevators laughing. Tom hands me my room key.
"Thanks," I say. He nods and ignores me. It's been like this since I said I loved him. I sigh and fold my arms across my chest.
The elevator door opens and we head to our rooms. Mine is in between Bill and Tom's room and Gustav and Georg's room. I open the door and step inside. There is a huge window that gives me a great view of the Eiffel Tower. I look at all the shops on the streets. People bustle about in huge groups.
I put my suitcase on the bed and begin to unpack my clothing. I hang my jeans and hoodies in the closet and put my socks, underwear, bras, and shirts in the dresser. I put my empty suitcase in the corner and take my toiletries into the bathroom.
Bill knocks on the bathroom door. He is leaning in the door frame. He smiles when I turn around.
"All settled?" he asks. I nod. "Good. Let's go. Oh. And could you meet me in my hotel room tomorrow morning? I want to talk to you about something."
"Okay. Cool."
"I love you," he whispers. I just barely catch his words. I turn around and grin at him.
"Love you too," I say. He smiles and we walk out of the hotel room.
The concert is awesome. Every time I hear the guys I get stunned at how amazing they are. Bill really knows how to connect with the crowd and get them into it. It is enchanting.
The guys finish their last song and walk off the stage. Bill runs past me and into the green room. Tom just barely glances and both Gustav and Georg stare at me for a good twenty seconds. I stand there, confused, until we finally go back to the hotel.