A/N: Hallo! Guten Tag!! Lol, so sorry for the wait and all, but I AM BACKKKK! hoohoo! XD XD :D :D this chappie's a little short, but enjoyy :D
disclaimer; remember, to me the boys are always SACRED!!! i'm dying but i know we'll learn to love!! LOL that song is stuck in my head hahaha. but anyway, I dont own the boys of Tokio Hotel...obviously...
After sound check, the seven of us went back to the boys' dressing room. Us girls complimented our guys on how well he played (not talking about the group as a whole, but them as an individual), and Bill yet again complained about the odd number. I was so happy that Wendi & Tom, and Georg & Amanda got along so…perfectly.
Gustav and I were seated on the couch, purposefully not using the entire space while everyone else was stocking up on Skittles, when a thought came to me.
"Gustav, why did you invite me here tonight?" I blurted out, looking directly into his eyes not only to gauge his reaction but also to see if he was being truthful or not.
His face looked confused by the question; as though he need not a reason. "I wanted to see you again." The blushing drummer said slowly.
"But why?" I prodded. "I mean, you could have any girl from any country - -" he cut me off.
"I don't want any girl from any country. I want a certain girl from this country." He said in all seriousness.
"You found her?" even I heard the crack in my voice as I spoke the words, but only I could feel the hole it left in my heart to think about Gustav with anyone other than me.
He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. "I think I did."
"Oh." I said, disappointed that even after all these years of entering every single Tokio Hotel contest, going to every concert, and doing everything in my power to meet Gustav and then fall in love with him, he was taken. "Congrats."
"Cassadi…" Gustav said, his voice dripping with conflict. Instead of finishing his sentence, he leaned in and his perfect in every way lips brushed mine for not even a second, then Bill walked in. Electricity was running through my veins all throughout my body, even in some places that would make me blush to name, and I longed for more. That was by far the best, and shortest, kiss of my life.
"They were out of Sour Skittles, so we just bought Original." Bill said nonchalantly.
"Great." Gustav replied sarcastically, making me chuckle against my will. Bill looked suspicious for a minute, then his eyes became the size of saucers.
"NEIN!!" He yelled. "I missed it?!?!!"
"Missed what?" Gustav and I asked simultaneously in an innocent manner.
"You know what!! Gustav Klaus Wolfgang Schafer!!" Bill shouted, whether his anger was real or not I did not know.
"Oh no. The princess is mad, what happened?" Georg kidded as he waltzed through the door with Amanda at his side.
"We missed it!!!" Bill informed them, and at the volume he was shouting probably the entire venue.
"Nein, nein, nein!! We couldn't have missed it!!" Tom screamed from the hallway.
"Again, missed what?!" I finally screamed, now angered that Bill was just going around telling everyone they missed something without even saying what the heck it was.
"You know what." Bill said and shook his head in a disappointed manner.
"No actually I don't! Really, nothing happened!!!" I bellowed again.
"Cass, it's fine. Bill, Tom, Georg; shut it. Even if something did happen, which it didn't, it wouldn't be your business. It's mine and Cassadi's." Gustav laid down the law sternly, kinda turning me on in some perverse way.
"Fine, fine, fine." The band agreed without care.
"Now, Wendi, what would you say to the two of us having our own business in the room down the hall?" Tom asked her seductively.
"Now, now, Mr. Kaulitz, I do believe there are hundreds of screaming girls wishing you would say that exact thing to them right outside. What would they say about this?" She responded. Instead of arguing, Tom pulled her face against his aggressively and passionately. It turned a little too heated for a PDA kiss, so the rest of us started boo-ing and throwing pillows at them to stop.
Once they ended their face eating, Tom said, "I don't care what they think." Wendi smiled and grabbed his hand, together they walked down the hall.
"Could that have been any more awkward?" Georg asked rhetorically after a few moments of silence.
"Doubt it." I answered. If only Gustav had that confidence; the confidence to plant one passionately on the girl he had feelings for right in front of his band mates. If only.
"Anyway," Bill changed the subject, "Why don't you have a friend that likes me?" he said with sadness.
"I dunno." I responded. "Whenever my other friends see pictures of Tokio Hotel, they kinda think you look like a girl…" I elaborated, "I mean, they just aren't used to you look and all, so they—" Thank god he cut me off during my nervous rambling.
"Don't worry, Cass. I'm used to it." Bill comforted me.
"One of my friends did say you were hot!" I told him in hope to make him feel better.
"Was it a guy?" he called my bluff. Reluctantly, I admitted that it was. Everyone in the room laughed and Bill sighed deeply.
I looked at him sympathetically. I wanted to walk outside and find Bill his dream girl, but I knew I couldn't. He had to find one on his own.
"Don't worry about Bill." Gusti whispered softly in my eaar.
"I just feel bad for him." I confessed.
"We are all used to being just the four of us, no girls, it's been that way for eight years now. So when I mentioned that I invited you and that you were bringing your friends, he just thought that meant you plus three friends." Georg explained. I managed to let out an 'oh', and Gustav read me like an open book.
"Cass, I can tell you're still worried about him."
"Am not." I argued childishly.
"You know what happened to liars around here?" Gustav asked, and I shook my head. "One." He started.
"Two." Georg continued.
"Three!!" Bill finished, suddenly all of them jumped on top of me, and started tickling me incisively. Gustav's arms were the most apparent, and I was oddly okay with that.
"Ssss-ss-ttt-ooo-pppp!" I chocked out breathless from too much laughing.
"Okay, okay, she's had enough guys." Gustav decided, and the troops receded to their earlier spots.
I thanked him, and we got settled in the basic small talk until finally I couldn't help but want to finish what Gustav and me started earlier.
"I'm gonna go get some Twizzlers." I announced, and shot a look to Gustav trying to say 'come after me so we can talk'. He caught on instantaneously.
I shut the door behind me, and then heard Gustav announce he was going to the restroom. I hid next to the door secret agent style t avoid being seen by the guys when Gustav opened up the door. He slyly slipped out, and I opened my mind to start conversing, but his index finger over my mouth halted me.
"These walls are like paper; too thin." He whispered barely loud enough to hear. I nodded and he dragged me off to some janitor's closet.
"Now, this is better." This time he spoke at a normal volume. "So…"
"Gustav, just tell me one thing; did you mean to kiss me?" I didn't, I couldn't, look him the eyes, instead I starred at my fingers that were nervously twisting my bracelets.
"Yes, of course, why would that be your only question?" He spoke quickly and confused.
"I mean, it just seemed kinda spur of the moment, accidental, you know?"
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have stopped just because Bill walked in, trust me I didn't want to stop. But I'm not like Tom; I can't kiss a girl like no is watching when people are watching." He explained.
"Don't be sorry." I tried to think of the right thing to say, but before I got the chance to, Gustav leaned in and put his lips upon mine again. This time, however, it was long, passionate, and absolutely perfect. I put my arms around his neck and began running my hands through his perfectly tousled blonde hair.
The closet door flew open unexpectedly, and at first we didn't stop, figuring it was Georg or Bill again.
We did stop when the camera flashes began going off.
A/N: :D :D :D :D hahaha yeah i am that cruel. well, i have next chapter written, so i will post it tmr prolly, if you REVIEWWWW :D:D:D:D:D