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Chapter 18: I'm starving for you affection

BPOV :3

I was having a staring contest with myself in the mirror. It was going on six in the morning and I had to get ready for school! At this rate I might be late again, since I'm the slowest person to ever to dress. I was a total diva sometimes. Scrutinizing myself in the mirror I realized I should do something about my eyebrows, I mean bushy much? Guys could go for a wax and it be normal right? Doubt it in today's society outlook.

My hair was a total mess and I knew there was no was in hell I was going to have enough time to style it this morning. I hastily combed it out and tied it back in a low ponytail. Should I even go for makeup today? Screw it. I tossed on my bag and jogged downstairs, almost sliding through a water puddle. That wasn't going to be pretty if I fell. God knows I wouldn't let the rant about it end.

We were still due to walk over to Abby's house in a while, I couldn't wait to see her. I could tell she was a lot happier in our presence, so I had to spend as much time with her as possible. I loved being with her, she made me feel like a normal person, not some international rockstar. She just understood me. I really do like Abby more than a friend, I just didn't want to tell her, I didn't want to mess up our friendship. With benefits attached? I still feel somewhat guilty about that.

I walked to the fridge in a daze as I chugged down a glass of orange juice. I always had to have this stuff in the mornings, it refreshed me. I grabbed a Pop tart from over the fridge but Shilo grabbed the box out of my hands. "Hey! I'm going to eat those!" I whined.

"Oh shut up!" She hissed. I swear this girl killed me sometimes. She tore off the silver packaging and put them on a weird looking plate in the microwave.

I immediately freaked out! "Shilo what the hell are you doing? Are those plates microwavable?" I didn't want to have to clean up a Pop tart explosion this morning, because we all know Shilo would sneak out of having to do it.

She rolled her eyes like she was already tired of my morning attitude. Well sorry for being a little over the top cheery in the mornings. I couldn't help it, that's just how I was. "Of course my plates are microwave safe!" She drawled out in a Scottish accent? Wow, my day started off wonderful. I couldn't stop laughing at her. She quietly took her food out of the room.

I sighed, I was a bit tense. Maybe it was because I was going to be late again? Who knew. I guess we'll just have to see how today is going to want to play out. I tied my boots as it was getting to be about that time to start walking to get Abby. I really needed a hug today, I felt oddly depressed. But of course I wasn't going to let the others figure it out, it just didn't feel like me though. Maybe this was the twin bond Abby felt between us?

What if I had felt what she is feeling right now?

It has to be a ridiculous thought right? I just sat there, not thinking anything as I waited for the others to get ready for school. Jake had already left, thank god. I don't think I can handle living in the same house as him. Last night when we got home he had talked about how cute Abby was to Georg! It sickens me that they are actually getting along. I mean if Georg had to go through school with him he'd drop him.

Speaking of Georg! He was going to be starting school with us within the next month or so. Is it bad I get kind of jealous because I know Georg likes Abby? I kept telling myself I had no feelings for her, but then why do I feel this way? Jealousy was not the answer, it always ended bad on everyone's part. I was in the biggest pile of denial known to mankind for sure. I just wasn't ready to face the truth yet I think.

"Ready?" Tom came up behind me. "I hope Abby don't mind being late, because seriously, if I were her I'd put us all in our place." He smiled.

I rolled my eyes. "And how do you expect her to do that? She doesn't talk." I didn't mean it in an offensive way, but he knows what I mean.

He brushed off that and changed the subject. "Are you okay lil bro? You seem a bit off this morning." There goes Tom, in his caring mood.

I sighed, I knew I wouldn't be able to hide my thoughts from my twin, he always knew. "I don't know, it's like I know I'm happy! Because have you met me? I'm one of the happiest people you've ever met!" He nodded in agreement. "But there is a tiny spot of depression nagging at me. Like its bottled up in the pit of my stomach? It makes me feel sick."

Tom gave me a brotherly hug. "I'm sure everything will be fine, maybe your nervous over something?"

"I'm not nervous, its like an anxiety feeling. I've never felt it before." I sighed. "I think I'll be better once I check on Abby, I think it may have something to do with her."

"Are you guys having problems sorting out your whole relationship thing?" He said.

I shook my head. "Definitely not. I just feel that maybe what I'm feeling is what Abby is feeling at the moment? Am I making sense?"

Tom chuckled. "You are baby bro, but why do you think you're feeling what she is?"

Ever with the poking questions. "Did you know she was a twin? I was thinking maybe that since I'm a twin too, we have a connection of some sort."

"Could be possible." He smirked, glancing down at his watch. "Oh shit! We have to get a move on, we've already missed first period! Mom is going to piss her pants when those notices come out in the mail."

I laughed at him. "You are such a wuss."

Shilo bounded around the corner. "I think you should just go get Abby, it might be a little quicker. Plus I don't want to be anymore late than now." She said before latching onto Tom's arm and pulling him out of the front door.

I rolled my eyes, she's different. I quickly followed suit, locking up the doors, I had to make sure Abby was all right. I trudged through their front yard, they were in need of a good lawn mowing for sure. I gave the front door a few good and heavy knocks, just to make sure they would hear me. I'm assuming Max is home since his car is parked in the driveway.

A few knocks later I heard the locks being undone and a very ruffled Max. He squinted from the very sunny day we were having today, it was pretty humid too. "What do you need?" He asked. I immediately smelled alcohol on his breath, I bet he was fighting off a hangover.

"Well it is Monday…" I trailed off hoping he would understand. "I'm here to walk Abby to school." I tried again, he was being stubborn, either that of he was really genuinely confused.

Panic washed over his face. "Oh damn! I totally forgot today was Monday, I didn't even check on her this morning." He moved aside so I could step in. "Good luck on waking her up if she's still asleep." He laughed and winced like he hurt his head. Serves him right for drinking on his daughters school night.

"You should get some sleep, it works magic for hangovers." I said politely to him, I didn't want to sound rude.

He sighed deeply. "Is it that noticeable that I'm hungover?"

I laughed. "Yeah, you squinted at the light, and your wincing. Anyways I'd better get a move on, we've already missed out on first period. You aren't mad are you?"

"Son I'm not mad, I'd rather her be late, as long as she's getting her education in. I know how it's been tough on her for the past years."

I nodded. "It was a pleasure talking to you." I called over my shoulder on my way to Abby's room. I knocked quietly on her door and waited for a while. No answer. My panic level was on high alert. I knocked louder and just waited.

Max yawned and walked past me to his room up the stairs. "Just walk on in." He whispered.

I took his word for it. I slowly turned the doorknob, her door squeaked ever so slightly. As much as I knew, didn't Abby sleep with her door slightly open? So then why was it closed today? Was she hiding something? Avoiding something? I mentally told myself to shut the hell up. I was worried enough as it was, I didn't need to be freaking out on the inside like that as well. I just needed to see her face.

And there she was. Well her back was facing me and she was staring out her bedroom window. She just looked so lonely. I let my gaze sweep over her form, she was dressed, so I was assuming she was going to school today. Why wouldn't she answer the door for me though? Was she listening to music? I couldn't really tell. I cleared my head, I had to think positive for her sake. She was sad, I could feel it radiating off of her. I didn't like the feel of it.

I quietly walked up and stood next to her, I glanced out the window. She was going to have to make the next move, I wanted to help her, but I couldn't if she wasn't willing to let me in her pretty little head. I heard sniffling coming from her and I swiftly turned my head to look down at her. She looked up at me with tear filled eyes, and that's when I broke. I scooped her in my arms in a hug. For some reason I was being extra gentle with her.

"What's wrong lovely?" I cooed gently, resting my head on top of hers. I didn't want her to push me out of her life.

She moved so I could see her face a little better. It's nothing really. I felt like crying today.

I rolled my eyes at her. "Humor me." I needed to figure out what was wrong with her. "You can tell me anything you know that right?"

I heard her faintly sigh. She grabbed my hand and led me to her bed. I guess we were about to have a serious conversation. School kept creeping up at the back of my head, but I pushed it away. Abby mattered to me way more than dumb ole school did. We sat. I waited what felt like forever for her to speak her mind, but I could also wait forever for her too. She needed time.

She quickly wiped her eyes with the sleeves of her long sleeved shirt. Poor girl was going to have a heat stroke before today's over with. I should try to convince her to wear something else, she would be so much more comfortable I bet. Tears quickly filled her eyes again, and she did her best on clearing them, she inhaled sharply.

It's a silly reason really… She gave a faint smile, bunching her hands around the bottom of her sleeves and pushing back her hair. Abby was so gorgeous with or without makeup. Her scar was a minor flaw, but she was still beautiful.

"It cant be silly if it has made you cry like this lovely." I sighed, putting my hand under her chin making her look me clearly in the eyes. So much pain was held in her depths, it made me want to get to know as much as humanly possible about this girl. She needed someone in her life, and I could be that person.

One more sniffle. It's my dad…

"He didn't hurt you did he?" I was instantly outraged, I was just talking to him moments ago and everything seemed fine. He just didn't seem like the abusive type to me, could I have judged wrong?

Not physically, but mentally yes.

"Lovely, can you please elaborate, I'm trying to help you out here." I didn't mean to get snappy but damn.

She rolled her eyes at my behavior. Well he had a girl over last night, and they had sex in the room next to mine.

I mulled the information around in my head, why should she feel like this because of her dad doing another girl? Then I understood. "Is it because you miss your mother?" I had a caring tone to my voice.

Well no… I rose my eyebrows. Well I do miss her! It's just that he's always with another woman. He's such a player and it pisses me off.

"Well he's probably only trying to find love?" I tossed in my two cents and she didn't like that one bit. Georg was right, when she was pissed she sort of looked like a kitten. If she wasn't mad with my words I might have laughed and squeezed her little cheeks.

She exhaled loudly and shakily, trying to blow of some steam so she wouldn't go off on me. Coping. That's how he's coping with all the shit that's happened. He sleeps with women to take the pain away, just like I don't talk and… She winced, wrapping her arms around her tiny frame.

That's when I really took in her appearance. She didn't look like herself, more of a distant version. She looked like if she had the chance she would disappear off of the face of the earth and no one would miss her. Wearing a long sleeved shirt under her Cinema Bizarre short sleeved shirt. This was a tip off, I hope she didn't physically harm herself over her dads mistakes. It was too hot out to be wearing long sleeves.

I wasn't going to call her out on it, but if I saw a single rip or tear on her forearms throughout the day I was going to say something to her. She needed help, and I couldn't ignore it if she did. What if she really did want to die? I don't think I could ever live with myself if she killed herself with the pain in her life. I blinked away the tears forming in my eyes and cleared my head. Positive thoughts Bill. Positive.

Giving her a huge but gentle hug I said. "Things can only get better right? Just keep looking forward, and try to move on with your life. The past is a past for the reason, am I right?" I was good at pep talks.

I'm scared though, what if the past comes back?

"If it does, you'll always have me to count on, you hear that? I'm your best friend, I'll always be here if you need anything." I smiled, ruffling her hair. She gave a small laugh. Oh how I wish I could hear the full effect of her melodic voice. I knew it had to sound like that of an angel.

She nodded. We are so late for school Billa. Did I fail to mention I want to hear the sound of her saying Billa roll off of her tongue? Well I really do. It sounds like a turn on word, I already got happy watching her mouth form it. I'm a lost cause.

"How about you say we skip school today?" I suggested. I was really liking the idea and I hoped she would follow along. We needed boning time! I don't ever want us to drift apart and I want to try and let her see she can count on me.

Her eyes sparkled. What do you have in store for us?

I backtracked. "I actually didn't think ahead this far. But maybe we can go out on the town and you can let me treat you to lunch?" I smiled down at her.

Food does sound good right now. Okay. She smiled, leaning up to my face for a kiss. I accepted it, I would never get tired of kissing Abby. The thing was I was just so scared to admit my feelings to myself and to others, I didn't want to ruin anything. It was scary how in sync our lips moved together. Like we were made for each other or something. I let all train of thoughts go when our kiss turned into a heavy make out session.

Abby kind of shocked me as she pushed me gently back on the bed and tried to straddle me. I didn't let her though because I didn't want her to notice how much that, I well wanted her. My bulge in my skinnies told it all. So we just laid on our sides clinging onto each other. I gently traced her bottom lip, wanting to take the kiss farther, and she took my tongue in her mouth. It scraped her cute crooked bottom teeth.

We were so into making out we didn't notice that her dad had casually leaned against the doorframe until he cleared his throat wanting our full attention. You could actually hear our mouths breaking apart, and it was pretty gross if you weren't us. Abby threw herself away from me as fast as she could and blushed a very red color. She was so cute when she was embarrassed. I just sat up straightly on the bed, not meeting Max's eyes. It was embarrassing all right.

He chuckled awkwardly. "I was just coming to check on you guys since I didn't hear the front door open up. When are you all planning to leave for school anyways?" He said looking down to his watch disapprovingly. I noticed that he was dressed in his work uniform. Sucks for him, having to go in on a hangover.

"Uhm.." I didn't know what to say, would he care that we skipped? Would he get mad when the school calls home saying Abby wasn't there? I was on the spot, and I don't think I've ever froze up like this before. It was terrifying.

Abby cleared her throat next to me and held out her dry erase board for her dad to read. We are skipping today. It simply said.

He smiled at her, brushing his shaggy hair from his eyes. "I don't mind, besides everyone needs a break from school every once in a while." I cant believe he was so easy going like that. Simone would have a cow! I should have him put in a word to her so I wouldn't get in trouble. "But, what's all this going on?" He said confusedly, motioning to both of us. I began to speak but he cut me off. "I mean its good that you're getting into the grooves to things again, but you should have told me you and Kaulitz was a thing." He told Abby disapprovingly.

Were not. She wrote back. Best friends can make out cant they?

"Sure they can honey." He said sarcastically. "Just remember, think carefully, and be safe when you decide to take the next step. Unless you two already…" He trailed off. I glanced a look at Abby who was shaking her head like crazy and making a huge X with both her arms. If that didn't say Hell no we haven't done it. I don't know what did.

"Uh, we definitely haven't done it." I said skittishly. He made me on edge with the flow of things in his house.

He smirked. "Gottcha. Just saying. Anyways, I want you guys to have a good day, I have to head down to work. If you all want to drop in for some free food, feel free." He smiled, waiting for a response.

Ah I had a wonderful idea. "Max, I have the best idea ever…" I started off.

He found me hilarious apparently, because he laughed at my expression. "And what is this 'best idea ever.'" He scratched his scruff.

"More of like a deal." He nodded for me to keep talking. "I know a way to get your Restaurant out there and more public."

"Keep talking." He said, sounding really interested. Abby laughed at the scene unfolding.

"Well since paparazzi follow me around, since I'm famous. Me and Abby can totally walk you your restaurant, and when they see where I eat, people will be obsessed. What do you think?" It might sound silly to him, but if people wanted to go far they would do the craziest things.

He thought it over for a second. "What's in it for you?" He asked.

"All you have to do is make sure I don't get in trouble with Simone because I didn't go to school today." Abby snorted next to me, obviously entertained.

"Deal. Be up there by 12ish to 1 alright?" He said, turning around and leaving, not giving me time to answer. Pretty soon there was a car door slam and it took off down the street.

I turned to Abby. "Your dad is pretty chill."

She shrugged looking far off again. He has his moments I guess.

"Well come on! We should go out on the town before its time to take Max up on his offer. How about it? Miss Abby Baker?" I really wanted to hand out with her today. I craved her affection, I was starving for it.

Sure thing. She smiled big and hopped up from her place in the bed. Tugging on my hand and bringing me closes to her in a hug. Usually I was the one giving hugs, it was nice. Thank you for being here for me Bill. She said sweetly.

"You're welcome lovely." I gave her a sweet kiss before we left for the start of our day. It was going to be so fun, and god knows she needs fun.

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-Oh I, have a lot to say, was thinking, of my time away, I missed you and things weren't the same, cos everything inside, never comes out right, and when I see you cry it makes me want to die. I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm blue, I'm sorry bout all the things I said to you and I know, I cant take it back. [they might be a bit wrong cos I didn't look them up. But it's the general idea : ))]

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