"I thought you drove a car before!" Tom replied in between his fits of laughter.
Angrily, Emilene stopped on the gas pedal lunging the car towards the ramp out of the garage. "I don't remember it being this hard, or the pedals being so sensitive!"
"That's because you need to slowly push down on the gas pedal, not stomp on it." Tom exclaimed, while trying to calmly talk in between his laughter.
"I'm not stupid Tom, I have driven a car before! Just nothing as nice as this, more like old beaters that last a few months. I didn't see the need for a car in New York!" her foot hit the brake and caused them to be pull hard back into their seats.
Emilene knew she was going to be driving a company car around; she thought it would be something economical and not too expensive. Instead she was driving a Mercedes, and they trusted her to drive it. It had been a few years since she drove a car, and now she was becoming worried that she would run them into the side of the garage or run over a crowd of children.
"Ok Em, how about you pull over to that side of the garage there." Tom pointed across the garage to the left side. For a Friday evening there weren't many cars parked in the apartment garage.
"I am starting to get sick, maybe you can drive Tom and we can continue this tomorrow?" Emilene looked up to Tom shaking his head.
"No. You really need to practice, I don't want to see your face all over the TV for running over pedestrians'."
Emilene slowly pushed down on the gas pedal and the car lunged forward. "Brake! BRAKE!" Tom screamed.
Emilene stopped the car inches away from the garage wall. She leaned back into the driver's seat and let out a loud sigh. "You are right, we can continue this tomorrow." Tom whispered as he put the car in park.
She could see how shaken up he was as he climbed out of the passenger seat and made his way over to the drivers side. He opened the door and unbuckled her out of the seat. "I take it your more freaked out than I am?" he asked.
Emilene nodded "I'm sorry, I didn't realize that I could forget how to drive. Ugh, this is going to be awful. Perhaps I can carpool with another worker or take the train."
Tom climbed into the drivers seat and adjusted the mirrors, Emilene put on her seat belt while Tom fumbled with the radio. She watched the concentration on his face and he tried to get a German rap song to come in clearly. After a few moments of fumbling he had success. Emilene silently laughed as she saw the excitement light up in his eyes and he began to rap along with the song.
"My little rapper." She chuckled.
"Who are you calling little? At least I can drive!"
Fearing that he may have overstepped his boundary, he looked over to see Emilene staring at him with the biggest smile. Before he could get a word out she pulled him into kiss.
Her hands made their way up to his face; she needed to confirm that she wasn't dreaming. That she was in Germany, and in her car with Tom. The aftertaste of nicotine on his lips was faint, and Emilene surprised herself with how hungry he kiss seemed. She missed his touch, his smell and how he felt… most of all she just missed him.
Tom was a bit thrown back by how Emilene responded. When he picked her up at the airport, she skipped towards him, dropped her bags on the ground, and jumped into his arms. The longing he felt in her embrace and kiss then was the same that he felt now. He didn't mind, because he felt the same and was just happy to have her with him.
He could feel her hands drop from his face down to his chest. He twisted his left hand in her hair and could smell her shampoo when her hair moved under his grip. He pulled her back with his right hand and just stared into her deep brown eyes. He could get lost in them for hours, unlike his chocolate eyes, hers had a tint of gold mixed in that was more prominent when she was passionate about something. Now, he could see the gold shining through. He removed his hand from her hair and brought it to her lips. He began to trace them with his index finger.
"I'm really glad that you decided to take this opportunity Em."
Her lips turned up into a sly smile and he pulled his hand away from her mouth, placing it on her leg.
"What makes you think that I wouldn't take it?"
She got him there, not a single reason could come across his mind why she didn't jump on it. "Well, I know why you did take it."
Her eyebrows arched "Please indulge me." She teased.
"I'm Tom Kaulitz, you don't say no to me. Also, because I am just the best looking guy you ever had the pleasure of meeting."
Emilene rolled her eyes at Tom and playfully punched him in the chest. "You got me there killer."
They both fell back into their seats and Tom started the car. "Now its time for the Tom tour. It won't be filled with shopping like a Bill tour, but I guarantee that will happen when you first see Bill."
"As long as we can eat first, I am game." Emilene giggled.
"By the way Em, I would be taking notes and paying attention on how a sane person drives."
They both turned and look at each, laughter erupting from both of their mouths.