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Chapter 14: Hero

Sleep was impossible, it was safe to say I tossed and turned all night. I envied Bill, who slept through the whole night without stirring once. He was clutching onto me though as I laid entwined in his tight grip. He must have thought I was a teddy bear or something, actually who sleeps like that in the first place? Bill apparently. If I wasn't so squished I might have found it cute.

There was a clock over his TV, and I watched the digits change. I saw the light trickling in through the window and it was really lovely. I wish I could step to the window and watch, but I didn't want to disturb Bill. He had to digest and mull over everything that I've told him today. It was a lot to take in all at once like that, at least he didn't have to live through it.

This was one of the longest nights I've ever laid through doing absolutely nothing. All that I was left with were my thoughts, that were so achingly poking around in my brain. I knew I made the right choice to tell Bill, but I cant help but wonder why I couldn't open up to my therapists like I did to him? I guess the trust issues comes to term here and now. I trust Bill unlike those nasty therapists. All their there for is a paycheck, they don't really care about me.

Throughout the night the rest of the house was trying to be quiet, the only sounds to be heard was Georg's loud ass laugh. Maybe a few shushes coming from the rest of the guys. The guys even peeked up here to make sure we were okay, and I faked sleeping because I wasn't in the talking mood. From what I could tell they were all very worried over me. And then Tom cracked a joke about how me and Bill are secretly together, and that maybe Shilo should make sure I was breathing since he had a tight grip on me.

I'm hoping that today isn't horrible, and that no one will ask questions. I know I owe a lot to Shilo too, since she's told me so much about her and her family problems. I honestly don't think I'll be able to tell my story again anytime soon though, so I hope she'll be patient with me. I knew she would, and that's what I liked about her. Tough on the outside and caring as hell on the inside.

I was going to sleep really good tonight since I skipped out on last night; too wound up to sleep. Still tossing around the fact that Bill kissed me too, I mean it made me feel so giddy inside, but it also made me confused. From what I gathered we were not a couple, so should we even be passing these little intimate gestures? Is it bad I wanted it to happen again? It didn't matter if we dated or not, the sense of being warm and close to someone just made me feel so alive and wanted. I didn't get that a lot.

Who am I kidding? I would totally want Bill as a boyfriend! Except I don't think I could be committed to someone right now. Bleh. See what I mean about my brain? I wish I knew what to do!

A slight knock on the door pulled me out of my insanely conversation with myself, that made no sense even to me. I closed my eyes, and Bill clung onto me tighter, letting out a great snore. It made me want to giggle but I held back myself. I was in the most uncomfortable position ever! I was on my back, tilted towards Bill, but his arms were around my waist. His boney arms were digging into my body, making it hard to sleep anyways, but I didn't mind. It was a sweet gesture even in his sleep.

The door creaked open really slowly and creepily. I could sense someone else in the room with us but they were being really quiet about what they were doing. I caught a whiff of cologne and I immediately knew the smell; Tom. I internally scoffed, since I didn't want to be gave away on fake sleeping. What in the world could he possibly be doing in here? I heard snickers at the door and that's when I knew they were probably going to do something to wake us up.

I saw a flash behind my eyelids and then a huge commotion of I'm assuming it to be Tom hitting the floor really hard as he tripped on his baggy pants. Muffled laughs came from the doorway as they tried to contain themselves. I popped both my eyes open just to get it over with, I would have to face them sooner or later. My eyes were met with a camera directly in my face. Oh so they thought they were funny? The flash went off and I blinked furiously.

Tom busted out laughing when he realized I was awake and functioning. I flipped him off and he snapped a picture of that too, cue eye roll. He tried to hide the camera in his baggy pockets. Seriously? Did he not see me pose for the picture? "Uh hey there Abby." He gave a sly smile. As soon as he talked everyone busted out laughing.

I quirked an eyebrow at him. What are you doing?

He sighed in relief. "Cant read lips."

Dumb ass.

"Hey! I know what that means at least." He laughed. "Well I guess we'll leave, so you can wake up Bill, we have a fun day planned for today." I rolled my eyes and pretended to shoo them out of the room. I couldn't really do much since Bill was attached to me like a clamp.

As soon as the door closed I fought off giggles. Man this house was so random! I mean have they even been to sleep yet? I made a glance at the close and sighed, yeah they definitely haven't been to sleep yet because who wakes up this early on the weekend? I still cant believe how Bill could have slept through all of that loud ruckus! He must be a really heavy sleeper. Any sleepwalker has to be, right? I really don't know.

Eventually I got out of his stone hold grip and sat up. I got a head rush and wobbled a bit. After steadying myself I stared down at Bill. He looked so angelic, besides the bit of drool coming out of his mouth. Realization hit me; my head was under his chin. I felt around my hair, and like I knew, I found a big wet spot. Oh god, that was really gross. I took my hand and wiped it along his cheek. He sighed and smiled.

I rolled my eyes, okay that was a bit weird. I gave him a good shake, and he didn't move. I pulled myself up to where I was standing on the bed, and went to the opposite side of where he was fast asleep. I started hopping up and down, and that sent his lean body practically flying up in the air. I plopped down on my knees when I saw that he looked rather pissed off. Perfect. I smiled to myself.

"Ughh…" He moaned groggily looking around the room crazily. His eyes stopped on my and I couldn't help but to let out a wide smile, and I even gave a wave. I was curious as to if he'd be mad at me. He gave a short laugh. "How'd you sleep lovely?" He wiped the sleep from his eyes and used his shirt to get rid of the drool from his face.

Would you be mad if I said I didn't sleep at all?

He gave a great yawn, and his face was glowing. Definitely a morning person. "Awh, if I would have known you didn't get good sleep I could have stayed up with you." He smiled, reaching out for me and pulling me into his side.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. Like we need a cranky Bill around here. He laughed at that. Plus don't rock stars need their beauty sleep?

"Not rock stars, just me probably. I don't think I could stay up the whole night and be completely functioning the next day anyways. I always get bitchy for no reason at all." He ran a hand through his hair.

Obviously from not sleeping though.

"Hm, you're a smart-alec." He jumped out of bed and pulled the strings tighter on his sleep pants. "I didn't sleep talk did I?" He asked me in an innocent voice.

I busted out laughing. You didn't sleep talk, but I'm sure you'll love the pictures Tom took. I rolled my eyes, I could stab both of them.

"Tom took pictures of me sleeping?" He sighed sadly. "If you haven't noticed, I'm not the most graceful sleeper out there." Yeah I definitely noticed. "Did you try to stop him?" I blushed and looked down. "What is it lovely?"

You were kind of holding on to me too tightly for me to move, so I couldn't stop him. And I was faking sleeping. I rolled my eyes when he blushed.

"Ah, sorry about that."

Don't worry Billa. I changed the subject. I think we should get going, since I think Tom said something about a fun day?

He groaned. "Yeah… I don't even think I'm up for that anymore."

Up for what? I was curious now. What in the world did these crazy Kaulitz boys have in store for us?

"The Fair is in town, and we were planning to go. Actually we've been planning this for months." My face fell, I guess I'm going to be spending today home alone. I should become an old cat lady, at least then I'd have decent company. "Would you like to come with me… us. Would you like to come with us?" I laughed at him.

You get embarrassed over the slightest of things Bill. All he had to do was say the word, and he could have asked me on a date.

"Is that a yes?" I nodded. "Well come on!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his giant closet and I suppressed a groan. Here we go again with the dress up. Bill threw different clothes in my direction and I was stuck catching them, and picking them off the floor in his wild rant. "You know what you should wear?" He batted his freakishly long eyelashes at me.

What?

"Wear a Tokio Hotel shirt!" I shrugged. I didn't see the big idea, I've wore one before to school. Actually now that I thought about it, I think I have the shirt at my house still. He tossed a white shirt in my direction, I caught it on the pile of all the other clothes. I guess that was the shirt. "And do you think you can wear skinnies?"

How should I know? You're super tall compared to me. Why cant I wear basketball shorts again? I had a point, I doubt his pants would fit me anyways without being too long.

He smacked himself on his forehead. "Sorry, I must not be fully awake yet." He laughed, taking the pile of clothes from me, all but the lone white shirt. He handed me sky blue ball shorts that came down a little past my knees. I bet you I was going to look super short next to him now! "You should go change now, I think the plans were that we go as early as possible to have more fun. Sound good?"

I nodded and headed out to the bathroom, I passed Jake on the way and his gaze just held a quizzical, but he didn't try anything with me. I wasn't ready for what happened next though. I rounded the corner and Georg hopped out of the doorway and yelled quite loudly towards me, the ass was trying to scare me. I gave a really loud scream from shock, and stumbled backwards and tripped over my own two feet, I fell smack into the wall.

"Ow…" I muttered under my breath, then realization hit me and tears sprung to my eyes. I just formed a word, and it came out of my mouth. It's not allowed to happen.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" Georg asked, he was super worried. But all I could do was cry my eyes out, not because of the pain but because of the fear of my words. "I'm so sorry kitten, it was only supposed to be a joke…" He trailed off.

I'm fine… I muttered. Tears rolling down my eyes like a waterfall, what was it with me and all this damn crying? It had to stop.

"What in the hell is going on?" Bill loud voice boomed, as he opened the door to his room. His eyes narrowed at Georg, whose arms were around me. Jealous much? Then his eyes looked worried when they made contact with mine.

"I scared her! And I think she hit her head a bit too hard when she fell." He looked back down at me. "Kitten, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for you to be hurt like this…"

I'm fine… I mouthed again, gaining my composure and pushing myself up from the floor.

"If your so fine then why are you crying?" Georg questioned. I pushed myself away from him and made myself into the bathroom. I shut the door with a click. Damn. My tears came freely, and I even choked back a sob. Why?

All of a sudden Bill had opened the door and was in front of me. I held open my arms and I welcomed his hug. It always felt so much better when you got a hug while you were hurting. I felt his head snake down and glide across my cheeks. He was kissing away my tears, that was sweet. If only he could kiss away the pain. He planted a firm peck on my pouty lips. Everything was jumbled.

He sat me gently on the bathroom counter and rested his hands on my hips, while standing between my legs. "Why were you crying lovely?" He said sadly, staring into my saddened pained eyes. "If Georg hurt you in anyway…" He trailed off. I love how he was tiny, but trying to take up for me, even though Georg was his friend way before he knew me.

I put a calming hand on the side of his face to make him stop talking. Georg didn't hurt me Billa, I promise.

He captured my hand on his face and held it there. "Why were you crying?" He asked.

I gave a loud and shaky sigh. I said a word…

"As in you talked?" His eyes lit up when I nodded. "That's good though right?"

He just didn't get it. It's not good ok? Not for me at least. Just don't tell anyone alright? My eyes must have been pleading.

"I promise not to tell anyone lovely." He sighed deeply, then scooped me off the counter in a giant hug. The kind that spins you both around. We both couldn't stop laughing, and I'm glad I didn't feel all sad and sappy again. I needed happy.

They gave me happy.

XxX

"Tom! Get your slow penguin looking ass down here!" Shilo yelled up the stairs. I laughed. I cant believe she talks to her own boyfriend like that, oh well, more power to her. Everyone was waiting in the living room, were getting ready to leave for the national Fair. We always went to the fair back home, it was always fun, but here; I don't know what to expect. From what I hear all there is to do is ride crazy rides. Which kind of disappointed me, because I was looking forward to petting animals.

Tom apparently couldn't decide on what to wear because it's supposed to be slightly chilly later on tonight. Bill already has us set. He's brought two jackets and a backpack to hold them in, I offered to wear it since I didn't mind. I ended up rolling up my shorts so they stopped just at my knees. No way was I going to risk looking way shorter than Bill if the paparazzi caught us together. Which they most likely will he said. But he don't care.

Bill really wants to see the pictures Tom took, but he said its for future blackmail. I don't see how us sleeping would go in deep to blackmail his twin, but oh well. His mind worked way different.

"Ok, so now we need to figure out the sitting arrangements." Georg thought aloud. Since it was his car, and you'd think an international bass player in a band would have something more nice looking? But you'd think wrong. His car was tiny and crappy looking, but I wasn't judging, at least it got us from place to place. Jake wanted to sit the fair out, but no one trusted in the house alone.

"I'm driving of course, and this little creep can sit shotgun." He said to Jake, he only shrugged like he agreed or something. "I don't know how all four of you all are going to fit in the backseat to make it look like you all have seat belts on?"

"We'll figure something out." Said Tom.

We gathered by the backdoors of his car. Bill was to sit in the middle since he was smaller and it'd be less awkward for them to sit on me. Tom and Shilo got in on either side, I was told to sit half on Shilo's lap and half on Bill's and to lean back to make it look like I was wearing a seat belt. This brings back old memories, my friends parents would always make us do this.

It was super uncomfortable to say the least. But that's when Shilo's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" She said, sounding annoyed right away. "I don't care." Clipped. "Actually I really don't." A pause. "Fine, whatever do what you fucking want." She sounded completely pissed. She ripped the phone from her ear and thrusted it towards Jake in the front seat. "It's Thomas." She said harshly.

Tom reached across me and Bill and scooped up her hand in his. That was the cutest things I've ever seen. If I could have 'awed' I would have, but I wasn't going to chance it. I didn't need to cry again. "Can you talk to me Angel? I need to know what's going on in your pretty little head." He said sweetly to her. She sniffled and nodded. "You don't care that these guys are going to hear do you?"

"I don't mind." She said in a sad voice. "You'll all eventually figure out anyways, so I'm not going to hold it back alright?" And then Shilo talked about why she's living with Bill and Tom. Basically how her mom got in rehab, and it wasn't a pretty story. It almost beats mine, except that hers don't involve people dying. Just a bunch of heartache and loss.

I took Shilo's other hand in mine and I became the supportive friend. I let her cry on my shoulder while she poured everything out. It took a little over an hour to reach the Fair.

This was going to be a long ride…

:3

Like? Dislike? For all you people who love Shilo, you get to know her a little better next chapter. And sorry if this chappy is a bit off? My word doc. Deleted almost all of this chapter and I had to rewrite it. Was. Not. Fun. *shudders.*

LYRICS :D

-Would you dance, if I asked you to dance? Would you run, and never look back? Would you cry, if you saw me crying? And would you save my soul, tonight? Would you tremble, if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this Now would you die, for the one you love? Hold me in your arms, tonight