Since that night, Bill and I became inseparable. We were always around each other no matter what. Sometimes we would go out together to the park and be a little risky by making out in an un-crowded area. I was in Heaven. I had everything I had ever wanted and he was all I needed. But that's when things took a turn for the worst.

I was sitting on the couch, drinking a coke; my favorite. Reaching for the remote, I turned on the television to ease my boredom. Bill was sitting in the chair next to the couch, bent over his notebook; writing lyrics. I flipped through a few channels until I reached a popular entertainment news channel. There it was. Smack dab in the middle of my television: a picture of Bill and I kissing. It was from one of our make out sessions in the park. I immediately spit out my coke and started coughing which led to Bill looking up at me to see what was wrong. I pointed at the television while still gagging and as soon as his eyes met the screen, he gasped. Once I could breathe again, I turned up to volume for us to hear clearly.

Kaulitz twincest: fact or fiction? Thanks to an anonymous source, we've scored this picture of everyone's favorite twins caught in an…intimate position. It's still not known for sure whether or not this picture has been manipulated or not but so far, we've found no traces of a doctored photo.

You heard us right folks, the Kaulitz twins aren't as innocent as they seem! We went out on the field to get people's reactions to this delicious scandal!

"What are your thoughts after seeing this photo?" Asked the female reporter.

"Oh my God! There's NO way that is real. I know the twins are close and all but that's just disgusting!" Answered one fan girl. Bill and I exchanged glances before turning our attention back to the screen.

"I always knew that Bill guy was a fairy!" Answered some random guy.

"God if that was real, that'd be sooo hot!"

"That's just fucking disgusting."

"Well, there goes my respect for that band."

"That HAS to be fake."

"Tom Kaulitz is definitely straight! I mean, come on. Just look at him!"

"Sick!"

Well you've heard what the people are saying. Kaulitz twins, we now know your secret, there's no hiding from it now! The next move is up to you two. Are you going to deny all of this or embrace it? Sorry Bushido, your boyfriend has found someone closer to home.

I just stared at the television screen, my jaw hitting the floor. I was at a loss of words. Who saw us? Who took the picture? I knew it was real but…was there a way to convince people that it wasn't? Was there a way to protect our image from the public? Who would turn us in with the intention of ruining us? A million things were running through my mind and I'm more than sure the same thoughts were going through my twin's mind as well.

"Tom." He addressed me quickly.

"What?" I asked him, his voice snapping me back to reality.

"Tom, I think that we should-" He started but right after, the door to our apartment flung open and there stood Georg and Gustav.

"Did you just see what we saw?" Georg frantically demanded. His eyes were wide and there was a mirrored reflection on Gustav's face.

"Y-Yeah..." I stuttered. Fuck. I didn't even think how they would react. God knows, the two G's were the biggest homophobes in the world. You say the word "gay" in front of them and they run away like you just put a cigarette out on their bare arm.

"I-Is it true?!" Gustav yelled in hysterics.

"Of course it isn't true, you dipshit!" Bill yelled back at him, standing up to tower over everyone.

"I was just making sure, for fucks sake!" He defended himself.

I just sat there, still staring at the screen. Thank God my Bill was a quick thinker. I swear, if I had been left to answer, I would have probably said yes. I could feel Georg's eyes on me, analyzing my behavior with extreme suspicion. To hide the truth, I turned my attention away from the television and stood next to my brother, making sure to stand far enough away so that they wouldn't get any ideas.

"How are you two planning on handling this one?" Georg asked, looking me in the eye.

"The fuck if I know." Bill answered for me. All I could do was nod in agreement.

The next few hours were spent discussing strategies with Georg and Gustav. We had come to the conclusion that all we could do is deny it and claim that it was a fake image (although Bill and I knew all too well that it wasn't). Our two band mates and best friends vowed to back us up no matter what the public decided to believe. Once they were gone, Bill and I had a long talk about everything.

"Fuck. We're in trouble, Bill." I groaned as he sat on the couch, sitting next to him, burying my face into his shoulder.

"Tom, I-"

"God someone must have known about us…" I interrupted.

"Tom, I think-"

"FUCK! How are we going-"

"WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME TALK ALREADY?!" He screamed at me. I could tell that the stress was wearing on him.

"Sorry…" I mumbled, shutting up immediately.

"Tom, I think that we should end this."

"End what?" I asked, my voice starting to shake mildly. I knew what was coming but I tried to deny it with all that I had.

"Us." He said firmly, staring me straight in the eye.

All I could do was just shake my head. Avoiding his eyes, I managed to make my way to our room, locking the door behind me. I crawled into my bed and let out a series of smothered screams and cries into my pillow. I couldn't believe it. Why would he let a little rumor on a television show get between us? If this is all it took for him to break it off with me, then he really must not love me like he said he did.

For the next week, I stayed in our room. I obviously had to unlock the door so Bill could get in but I never left. Except for showers and using the toilet, I was bound to that room. I didn't want to see him. I didn't know how I would handle myself if I caught the smallest glimpse of him. So there I sat, in our room, on my bed with my hat tilted downwards and my darkest shades on. When Bill did come in the room, all I could see were his feet and his legs thanks to my hat being tilted at an angle.

Bill would usually come in about three times a day to leave meals on our computer desk. I wouldn't budge when he was in the room. When he was gone, I would usually close the door and eat. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me eat his food.

Whenever Bill would come into the room for something else, he would try to interact with me by making comments about the weather or things going on in the world at that moment. I would just stare at nothing, not acknowledging him even though his voice alone was enough to make my heart beat faster. After spending five minutes trying to drag a conversation out of me, he would sigh heavily and leave the room, giving up on me.

One night I was sleeping in my bed, facing the wall because I knew if I faced Bill's bed, it would rip my heart out. I was dreaming of him, like always and there was a smile etched into my lips as my mind went through the short time I had spent with Bill as more than brothers. My eyes immediately snapped open as I felt pressure around me. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not.

The pressure became tighter and I almost couldn't breathe. I gasped for air before the pressure released but still kept a hold around me. It wasn't until then that my mind recognized the pressure around my middle as the arms and hands of my twin. I nearly let out a cry upon discovering this as it had been too long since I felt his touch. One week without him was like spending a month in a desert without a proper water supply. I was too scared to move, afraid that if I made just one movement, his arms would disappear.

"Bill?" I whispered. It was worth a shot.

"Mm." He grunted in acknowledgement, his arms tightening around me once more.

I slowly shifted to my other side so that I could face him. Sure enough, it really was him. His more than perfect face was twisted into too many emotions for even his own twin to understand.

"W-What are you doing?"

"I can't." He simply mumbled, as if having a conversation with himself, saying only a few bits out loud.

"Can't what?"

He didn't respond for ten to fifteen minutes and I thought he had gone to sleep. I wrapped my arms around him slowly and placed a kiss on the top of his head, closing my eyes tightly to keep tears from coming out.

"I need you." He finally whispered, bringing me back to my senses.

"I-I-I-" I stuttered in complete shock. God he was more than confusing.

"I love you, Tomi." He let out sleepily.

I slowly opened my eyes to look at his exhausted face. He looked worn and hell I would be too if I was taking care of someone as pathetic as myself. I should have seen it earlier. He was scared and he was trying to save us from what the public might do. He really did love me.

"I love you too, Bill." I whispered almost inaudibly as I soon fell asleep, holding onto him as if nothing had ever happened.

Things were finally right again but before shortly after, things were going to hit rock bottom.