Chapter 25

HE couldn't believe it, how news travels so quickly. It was only that morning that he was informed that his twin brother was missing. He wanted to forget about it, to not think about it. He would turn on the TV and it was all over the news. Fans crying their eyes out, some accusing the 'mystery dark haired girl' of kidnapping him, some even assembling their own search parties. He would turn on the radio and hear DJ's debating on where Bill Kaulitz could be. The second he stepped out of that hotel, paparazzi followed him and the band members, asking them how they felt about his twin brother being missing. He had to get away from it all. He had to isolate himself.

Being a lover of the city, it was a bit awkward that he felt so comfortable, his back lying against the dirt ground, being surrounded by nothing but trees and bushes, his eyes closed. To get away from it all. To isolate himself. To not think about it. He opened his eyes, staring straight up. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a figure standing nearby. He sat up, looking at the girl, so experienced yet so innocent. So confident yet so beaten down by life. So strong yet ready to break down at any point. She was looking the other way, deep in thought. She was thinking about something that bothered her. He could tell.

She jumped a bit, feeling a hand on her shoulder. Still, she didn't say anything. They were close; her back side against his front, his breath crawling down the side of her neck. She stiffened a bit, not knowing if she should be disgusted or enjoy it. "You ok?" he whispered in her ear.

"I think so……"

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She took her by the hand, carefully escorting her to the backseat of her car. She buckled her seatbelt for her, taking a seat beside her, shutting the door. She took a look at her friend; motionless and staring blankly out the window. Her black curls were frizzing a bit, left down and over her shoulders, her skin more pale than usually. Her face read off none but one emotion: sadness.

"You ok?" She nodded her head slightly, still staring out the window. "We're taking you to Bill," she said in a low whisper.

The change in her expression was sudden, going from sadness to hopeful in less than a second. If it wasn't for the patches over her eyes, she would probably be in tears by now. "You know where he is?"

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She shivered at the contact of his hand against her bare skin. Those teasing little kisses she gave him along the side of his neck made him want to lose all control, right then and there. Every time he kissed her, a moan escaped her throat. Skin to skin, body to body, he was ready to take the next step. Making love in the woods where no one could see them…..

They parted momentarily, their eyes locking. For a second, she had forgotten how to breathe. Those weren't just Tom's eyes……they were Andy's eyes……..

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He stared at his plate of food, tossing his fries back and forth. Something was on his mind, she could tell. She put down the half eaten burger, trying to make eye contact with the distracted blonde. "You ok?" she asked.

He looked up, almost forgetting she was there. "I'm fine……"

"Ya know, older women don't like a liar. So tell me…what's wrong?"

"…Bill called me…and…I feel like I should tell Tom…but...I don't know."

"Did he tell you where he was?"

"No….."

"Then why tell Tom?"

"He's worried sick about him! He should at least know for sure that Bill is ok….."

"Don't do it."

"Why?"

"It's not gonna help him FIND Bill anyway. And it would just make him feel worse that Bill didn't call him…him being his twin."

"I guess so…."

"I know so. Sweetheart, some things are better left unsaid." He smiled a bit. 'Shit, this girl isn't just looks.'

"Hey….how about we get out of here? The hotel's not too far from here….."

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He wanted to turn off the TV, but he just couldn't stop watching. Never did he expect that so many people would care. The look on the face of his fans, the tears that fell out of their eyes nearly tore him apart. A girl in Chicago had committed suicide, thinking he would never come back. Fan clubs in every part of the world arranged search parties, determined to find Bill Kaulitz. He was a bit afraid…what if they found him? What would he do then? He was taking a risk, but he didn't think it was as big as this. Was it worth it? He thought of that face, those eyes, that skin, that hair, that voice, that sweet touch. It was worth it.

He turned off the television; he heard a sound coming from outside. Brushing his hair away from his face, he peeked out the window. A car was backing out of the driveway. The side door was opened; he recognized Maya as she came out. Nylai stepped out from the driver's seat, opening the door on the other side. He faintly saw a small figure coming out. He didn't know who it was…until he was those familiar black curls. He sprinted away from the window. At last, she was here.