Sorry it took so long

Rated T: For strong language, and slight sexual content ^.^

A/U:If you didn't already guess*Or read the last five chapters* this is the sequel to Tom she's Fifteen! So if you haven't read that story you might want to or you might not understand!

Disclaimer: I don't own Tokio Hotel or any of the members- I just do this for the love of writing and my love for Tokio Hotel ( If you guys are wondering why I post this every chapter it's because I got a bunch of crap about it in "Tom She's Fifteen!".

Her eyes were tired. "Please take me home?" She asked, crossed her arms, and then sat down on my bed. She seemed unhappy, and dazed at the same moment. She then sighed covering her eyes with her hands and rubbing them like she was tired.

"I want to go to sleep- take me home, now!"

I didn't respond. I just turned away.

I was confused- and hurt. I stepped back out on to the balcony. I looked back up at the stars. This was not how it was supposed to happen. She was supposed to be back with me, she was supposed to love me. We had to be together, I needed her. I thought she needed me.

There was no reason to turn when I heard the knob on the door turn.

I stayed there till the cool wind stopped and I could see the brims of light just peeking above the horizon. I went back inside and looked- she had left, but what should I have expected.

I sulked down the stairs. Nothing would go right for me! All I had was music, music can't fill the void. Nothing can fill the void except her. She was the only thing on my mind, and she couldn't be erased from it. She was part of it, she was part of me. Even if it was against her wish I would still love her- nothing could ever stop me from loving her, nothing.

My heart skipped a single beat when I looked at the couch. A quick burst of vertigo almost knocked me to the ground. She was still here, sleeping on the couch. I was in shock and jumped over to her and smiled.

I looked up to Tom who was smiling from the kitchen. "You're one lucky bastard," He told me as he came out. "It took me an hour to talk her in to staying."

I was now counting my blessing that I had a caring older brother- well caring in a sense he just didn't want me to complain anymore.

"Élan?" I said quietly trying to wake her up. She tossed and turned but still didn't stir. I then took her back in a bridal style hold and carried her back up into my room. I laid her down on the bed. She was still unbelievably beautiful- even if she did look like a whore.

I didn't know what to do besides stare. I waited till the sun had fully risen to wake her up. I tapped her shoulder. Her long eyelashes fluttered till she looked up and smiled.

"Good morning beautiful," I commented kissing her on her forehead. She looked at me for a moment eyes dazed.

"Bill?" She asked placing her hand on my face.

"Oh, I'm having that dream again." She said getting up and hanging on to my shoulders. She then met her lips to mine. I let her continue to kiss me until she spoke. "It gets better every time!" Then she pulled me onto the bed. Her lips meeting mine was like a million fireworks going off at once. Like everything came together sending me for a tailspin.

I looked over to her and smiled. She was still breathing heavy and her hair was now astray in every direction.

"This wasn't just a dream was it- what happened last night really did happen?" she asked me as she pulled her hair up into a bun. I nodded and she waltzed over to my closet pulling one of my dress shirts over her bra and short concoction.

After she had buttoned the shirt she twirled on her feet till she fell back onto the bed and let out a laugh. She looked at me.

"You know you just slepped with an older women? "

I coked my head to the side.

"In the state of California I am twenty two year old Monica Lopez." I laughed for a moment until I realized she was serious.

"Wait? Hold on you're pretending to be seven years older than you actually are?"

"No I'm sixteen dumbass!" She then came up to me playing with the color of my shirt and buttoning it back up. "You are skinnier than I remember,"

"I guess I missed you too much to eat."

Sorry it took me too long to update! But I have an excuse you guys didn't review! I can not be held responsible for that! Lol so I'm working on updating my other stories to give my other readers some piece! But as soon as I get the three reviews you can bet a new chapter!

Question Of The Chapter: Who Is Watching American Idol? And If So Who Is Your Favorite Guy? Because Come On We All Know No One Really Likes The Girls This Year.

I Think I Am In Love With Scotty- I'm Not a Big Country Fan But He Makes Me Like It But My Absolute Favorite Is Probably James Durbin His Voice Is Amazing! It Seems There Is A Screamer Ever Season

Adam Lambert

Siobhan Magnus

James Durbin

I really like just the sound of how they scream it really cool!

Okay So till next chapter

Love

-GG