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The song was Speakerphone- Kylie Minogue-I put a picture of Abby's Prom dress on my profile. Just to make visualizing it better, except its purple ;) I couldn't find a purple one lol. :3

Alien

Chapter 26: Somebody Told Me

I couldn't believe I was standing in front the mirror in the dressing room, wearing the perfect prom dress. Granted it wasn't that much, but I immediately fell in love with it. It was gorgeous in my eyes, and I hoped the others would like it. Simone finally gave up on helping me pick out a dress when I just wouldn't cooperate. She is way worse than Bill will ever be when we're clothes shopping. That woman made me try on dozens of dresses no doubt. And got a little disappointed when I went for something so plain.

It came to a little above my knees and was purple. It had a black ribbon under the bust line with a black flower attached to the side. I put on a pair of heels that Simone picked out for me, it's the least I could do for her being so nice to me. I was actually stunning in this dress, I was hoping everyone would like it. And I haven't even put on my makeup or did my hair yet. I couldn't wait to go to the dance. Can you hear the excitement in my mind? I was seriously too hyped up for this.

After tying my heels I slowly opened the changing room door and exited the room. I had to see this dress in a all around mirrored room. Simone was clapping her hands excitedly. "Who knew something so simple could be so gorgeous on you Abbs!" She might have been more ecstatic than me. Her curly hair was bouncing all around her chubby face, making her look more like a teenager than ever.

I rolled my eyes and stepped on the stool in front of the mirrors, Simone by my side of course. She was inspecting the length, width and everything about this dress. We were giggling like school girls when I realized we were getting stared at from across the room, opposite from where we were. It was weird feeling to say the least. So maybe it was more paparazzi or something? Maybe. Because whoever it was, was totally talking to Tom and they kept motioning to us.

I ignored it and focused on Simone's words. She was oblivious to the whole scene that was happening. Maybe I should be too, I mean it cant be too weird can it? I shook my head and stepped off the stool. "Just take the dress off and change, and bring it up to the register, and I'll pay for it." She said happily. Damn happy people.

I shook me head, I didn't want her to pay for it, I'd feel too bad. There's really no need Simone, I can pay. I gave a hesitant smile.

She rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips. That's where Bill got it from. "Nonsense! I insist! And don't feel bad about it either. I've got my credit card all ready and everything." She smirked whipping it out. I gave a sigh and nodded my head in defeat. There was no winning with a Kaulitz around, especially a Kaulitz who loved to shop. Which happened to be their whole family. I knew Tom secretly loved to shop. So…

I hastily changed into my Bill-wear. As in a pair of his pants and a band tee. I swear this boy was really original. But I really wasn't complaining, I loved it. I loved him. I slid on my sandals and gently put the dress back in the bag I found it in. I held it by the coat hanger. Glad it was shorter than me, because I absolutely hated dragging clothes through the store. It was rude, and always got me horrid stares, and I hated people looking at me. It made me feel way too uncomfortable. But you all already knew that.

I loved almost tripping on my own two feet in the middle of the shoppe. It made me self conscience because it was so classy, and I just wasn't. I had to pass Tom talking to the stranger, and I just kept my cool, walking as slow as possible. The guy was wearing a black suit and it had purple embroidered into it. It was very nice looking if I don't say so myself. The guy on the other hand, I never really saw his face, he had on shades and had a bouquet of flowers under his nose. As if he was actually trying to hide himself or something. His hair was jet black and sort of puffed up, but slicked back. Kind of short too.

"Girl you looked fine in that dress…" Tom teased as I quickly walked by. I gave him the middle finger and I bumped into a dress rack. Hurt like hell. He just gave a small laugh, and I could see the strange guy hide a smile behind the flowers. He had a vague familiarity about him.

I quietly laid my dress down on the counter and Simone jumped from surprise. "You're super quiet aren't you?" She said, still shocked. She rolled her eyes. "Anyways, I cant wait to see you all prettied up for prom. Bill's taking you now right?" She said excitedly. I nodded and she clapped her hands, jumping up and down a bit. I visibly took a few steps away from her. "He picked out a matching suit and everything!" I rolled my eyes. How does he even know what my dress looks like in the first place?

"Will this be all for you ma'am?" The snooty cashier asked Simone. He was scrutinizing her, I hated people like him. He was bald, but he didn't see me running around and judging him for it. Now did he? Stupid dumb ramblings in my head.

"So far, I think so." She said in a clipped tone, placing my shoebox down along with it. I gave a small laugh, she didn't like him either. "Well what do you think about his suit?" Simone asked me. I rose my eyebrows at her. Who's? She was clearly finding me amusing, I don't think she thought I was being serious. I clearly was. "You look so confused honey…" She trailed off.

Because I am? I didn't know any other way to put it. I was genuinely confused.

She busted out laughing. I was about to get short with her and walk off, because I just wasn't in the damn mood. "You'll see soon enough I guess."

I rolled my eyes. You should totally tell me now. I crossed my arms and jutted a hip out. I've been spending too much time with Bill lately, and she gave a smile at my stance. She knew it was true. I couldn't help it, standing like this was sort of comfortable.

She laughed again. Remind me to never go shopping with Simone ever again. "Go stand with Tom, I'll be with you shortly." Her hair flew over her shoulders as she turned to the cashier quickly. Losing her patience with him.

I slouched over and walked slowly to Tom, my hip was still hurting from running into the dress rack. I let my eyes travel to where Shilo was, still fiddling with different dresses of all colors and lengths. I happily got out easy. Tom snorted as he took in my appearance, apparently everyone found something hilarious, and I had no clue what was going on. The stranger lifted his brows, and I felt like an idiot. A pure utter idiot. Why in the hell would he do that?

I took a quick step towards him and ripped off the sunglasses shielding his coal lined chocolate orbs. "Do you like it?" Bill's chipper voice asked me. Uncertainty was held in his voice, like he was expecting me to hate it or something. I could never hate Bill over something he did to his hair.

He gave me the huge bouquet of flowers and wrapped his arms around my waist, leaning down for a kiss. I pat his head, and gently combed my fingers through his hair. It looked oily and dirty, but I guess it was from the amount of product he had in it. He laughed at my expression, because I was clearly staring at him in wonder. What did you do to your hair? I finally mouthed.

Bill smirked as Tom walked away to a fuming Shilo. He became serious. "What you don't like it?" There was definite hurt in his voice.

I rolled my eyes, giving him a little peck on his lips. Are you crazy? If you like it, then I like it too. It was way too short for my liking, but I would grow to like it. I gave a great smile.

He gave a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you like it. Well it wasn't going to be this short, but my hairstylist didn't know what to do, because sleeping with hairspray in you hair and all that stuff," He blushed. "Is too hard to just brush out. Besides, I think it makes me look all grown up."

I smiled. He did look all grown up, it was quite adorable if you asked me. How bad did it hurt?

"Surprisingly it hardly hurt. Mostly because I didn't want to attempt to brush it, so I just told her to do what she could, then I made little improvises." He shrugged. "Besides the point," He switched subjects. "Did you really not know it was me?" I blushed and he smirked. I felt super embarrassed now. It wasn't my fault he looked like a complete stranger to me. But now I knew. "And you looked stunning in your prom dress, were going to look so amazing together." I laughed as he almost called us a couple.

"Whoa dude!" Shilo almost yelled, as she came up to Bill. She gave the cashier another reason to hate us. Oh well. Stupid prick. Shilo was at a loss for words, she was at a cross of ruffling his hair or teasing him about it. "You look all macho and tough now, you don't look like a chick anymore. How am I going to tease you now?" She huffed, and crossed her arms.

Bill flashed his pearly whites. "I guess you're going to have to find a new reason to tease me about something. And knowing you it wont take you that long." He looked ashamed, but I secretly knew he enjoyed Shilo picking on him. It gave him something to do.

She rolled her eyes. "You guys are going to look so fucking gorgeous tomorrow together."

Prom was tomorrow. And I was more excited than nervous. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach, but that had to just be the nerves right?

XxX

I was finally at my house, getting ready for prom. My dad was rushing around the house in search of a camera, he was freaking out because I was actually going to prom. I refused to go to a salon to get my everything done up, because I could just do it on my own for free. I hated spending money when it wasn't even necessary, like now for instance. The only thing I had a problem with was doing my hair, which was done up in an up do. I know right? Abby Baker sporting an up do, what has the world come to? I didn't even feel self conscious. Just beautiful.

I was covered in sparkles, but not in the cheap and retarded way. It made me look shimmery and alive. My hair was twisting and turning in all kinds of directions on my head, my bang was straight, hanging by my face. I didn't want anyone to see me until it was time to meet over here, so I texted Simone, and she called and walked me through it. It was a little difficult because I couldn't reply to her. But in the end it worked out good. I honestly couldn't stop looking at my reflection. It didn't look like me at all. I looked like a horrible girl stuck in a lovely shining body.

I couldn't stop smiling.

The shoes on the other hand was going to be hell to walk in, I don't know how I was going to do it, but it was ok so far. I had my note pad tucked gently away in my clutch. I was going to get sick of carrying it I already know. Which is why Bill had pockets, he was probably going to end up carrying it before the night was over. He wouldn't mind, which is why I loved him. I truly did. He was my everything, I'm pretty sure without him here with me I wouldn't know what I would do. I'd probably already have been in a mental institution. No lie.

I didn't want to dwell on it, because today was going to be happy. It was going to be one of the happiest days of my life. I was feeling like a total school girl about all this, but I mean I couldn't help it. I was just that plain excited. "Abby!" My dad called from the living room, I heard the busy talking of other people. The guys must be here. Is it bad I started to feel a little shy? I even blushed. "Time to get a move on!" Clearly. I rolled my eyes.

I gave myself a final once over and slowly walked towards my door. I gathered a breath. "Abby!" My dad was in no mood for patience apparently. I huffed and threw open the door. All eyes were on me as I turned into the living room. Bill's mouth fell open and his eyes were adoring me.

"You are simply gorgeous!" Simone cooed wrapping her arms around me in a motherly embrace. My eyes started to tear up, I wish my mom could be here to see me going to prom. It's a big step in their child's life. I sniffled and carefully wiped away the unshed tears, I gave a smile. Showing I'm alright. I really was.

It was Bill's turn to come and hug me. "You look stunning. 'Lovely' don't even compare to how breath taxingly stunning you are." He whispered in my ear and all I could do was blush. "You doing ok? You look a little sad."

I'm fine, I'm just excited and nervous. I said back, because it wasn't a lie. I was nervous, and still had an uneasy feel in my stomach. But I was no doubt going to have to get over it. Happy. Happy. Happy. Happy. I could do this.

"Everyone gather around the front door!" My dad instructed. "Picture time." Everyone groaned, and it made me laugh big time. Snap. I'm pretty sure I was going to look off the wall crazy in this picture. Pictures went by painfully slow. Me and Bill had at least 20 together, he placed the corsage firmly around my wrist, placing a kiss on my hand. That made it as a picture.

Shilo was so beautiful, her long hair was in a side ponytail, and her dress flowed gracefully to the floor. It brought out her skin tone perfectly, making her glow. Her dress matched Tom's tie, a perfect deep blue. There was a happy tone in the air, and I was bathing in it, I didn't want it to end. Prom is where everything was going to be happier, and more fun. Some things only got better, and I hoped today was going to be one of them.

"My baby is growing up…" My dad cried. Oh damn. He was literally crying. I just stood there awkwardly as he flung his arms around me I gave him a tense pat on the back. Everyone found him hilarious though. Especially Simone.

She laughed a crazy laugh and tried to pull him off me. "Max honey, you'll ruin her dress…" She trailed off.

He wiped his eyes on his sleeves as he backed off. He gave me a once over, as if I was never going to be coming back or anything. Poor guy. "I'm sorry for being emotional, but ever since we moved here you've just been so happy, and I don't ever want that to end alright?" He smiled.

I nodded. I didn't feel like trying to form words because I was feeling a bit emotional too. My neck was damp with his tears, but I didn't mind, he was my loving father after all. I just felt bad for growing up, after a while he's going to be living in this house all alone. Happy. Happy. I exhaled.

"You guys better get going." Simone said happily, shoving us quickly out the door and we heard a lock.

"Someone's getting laid tonight." Tom sang at the top of his lungs, which was terrible. Shilo hit him in the stomach to shut him up. "Well it's the truth." I rolled my eyes.

Bill took the opportunity to wrap his arms around me from behind and we walked like that to the limo. "I feel like tonight is going to be an amazing night, how about you lovely." I just nodded as he opened the limo door for me. I've never been in one before, and it isn't all that either.

Georg and Gustav were acting gay, slapping each others butts and stuff. I mean what the hell? I'm glad me and Georg are cool with each other because he is like my big brother, and I needed him in my life. He's very protective and I enjoy that about him. "Time to crack open the champagne!" He sang like an idiot. Well I love my over protective idiot non brother.

"You don't want to get wasted before you even go to prom do you?" Gustav shot back, taking a seat next to me in the limo.

Georg rolled his eyes. "If I'm taking you as my date I'm going to need to be as drunk as possible!"

"Can you guys calm the hell down? I don't need a headache before we arrive." Shilo chimed in, in a small innocent voice.

The prom was going to be on top of the city's science center, I don't know if that's classy or what. But it was a long way away from our school. Me and Bill mainly talked through the ride. Shilo and Tom just made out the whole ride while Gustav and Georg was hitting the champagne and the other alcohol pretty hard. I didn't even attempt to stop them, because Gus seemed to be able to hold his liquor down pretty well. Georg on the other hand looked out of it and confused.

Bill was such a gentlemen, he held my hand and whispered sweet nothings in my ear the whole ride there. I couldn't help but to turn my head up and nibble on his ear. I didn't want to give him any hickies because that wouldn't look good for our official prom picture. I'm pretty sure the paparazzi and the news articles are going to somehow get a hold of those pictures.

My stomach clenched in surprise and nervousness as we pulled up to the giant science center. Bill let me exit first as we began our night of fun.

XxX

We've been having a good time for nearly two whole hours. I was sweaty but it didn't matter as long as I was having fun, and that I was doing. I was dancing my little heart out. "I'm going to go get us some drinks ok?" Bill smiled sweetly down at me, giving me a brief kiss on the lips. I nodded and watched him bound his cute little self off, the crowd swallowed him. I sighed and searched for a seat to kick my shoes off. I was pretty sure I was going to die. Exaggeration? I think so.

When you think 'Prom at a Science Center' you'd probably think of some weird ass prom am I right? Well they're having this on the rooftop. The stars are shining bright, and there are beautiful lights hanging around the room. Synching to blink with the beat of the music. There were round tables placed to the sides of the dance floor, mainly if you wanted to sit down you'd have to go inside. But I got lucky and found a chair off to the side. It felt so amazing to finally get to sit down, I rubbed my feet. Unashamed of the weird stares I was collecting.

The air was so clear and crisp, it was amazing to breath it in. It was only a bit chilly but it went well with the hot and sweaty atmosphere. It felt good to finally be able to breath again. Bill was gone for a very long time, and I know he didn't lose me because I was basically sitting out in the open. Who couldn't see me? I sighed and decided to wait for a little bit more. Things didn't get better either. I received a text that made me want to die just then. No not Bill or anyone like that. It was from my dad.

Dad: You need to come home now!

I could feel the urgency in the text, I didn't need to hear him to know that he was freaking out. I was confused, I thought he was wanting me to go out and to have the time of my life? I collected myself. I was worried now, I knew I felt something off about today. But what?

Me: What's wrong?

Dad: Nothing. Just come home

Me: BS. I can tell. Just tell me so I wont freak out more than what I am.

It took him forever to reply, and every second was like a dagger was shoved into my heart.

Him: While me and Simone went out.. We came back and…

Me: ….. Just tell me already!

Him: Someone broke in.

I felt the color drain from my face, my stomach dropped. I knew something felt off about today. I calmed my breathing and replied that I'd be home as soon as possible. I felt tears in my eyes, but I pushed them back. I didn't know what I was crying for yet. For all we knew someone just broke in and they caught them before it was too late. Or on the other hand it could have been worse, what if they stole stuff and vandalized our whole house. Or worse. What if Simone or My dad got hurt? I needed Bill.

I strapped on my shoes and dug my notepad out of my clutch. I couldn't see him anywhere so I was going to have to go in the crowd and find familiar faces to ask them. I stopped short when I was my music buddy Shelby. She gave me a sweet smile as I walked over to her. She was stunning with her dark brown hair and red and black dress. She was a little taller than me, which I envied. I'm a short bitch. Her deep brown eyes held a questioning gaze.

Have you seen Bill anywhere?

She sighed. "I haven't." She gave an apologetic smile. "Tom just came over here and asked me. Want me to help you look?" Always the sweet caring girl. She tossed her drink back and fixed the front of her dress, she was about to follow me when I saw him. I faintly smiled and tugged gently on Shelby's hair and pointed. "Awh, wish I could have helped better." She smiled big and gave me a warm hug. Despite her not knowing why the hell I needed Bill her hug cheered me up and gave me a sense of calm.

We said our goodbyes and I strutted over towards Bill, who was hung up with reporters. I gulped, this was not going to be good. But I needed him and I needed to get out of here. "And there's your best friend now!" A familiar chubby black haired woman cheered to me. "We need a word. I know you don't speak, but if you write down your answers…" Bill cut her off.

"What's wrong?" He asked me with sympathy etched on his face. I was not telling him what happened here. I gave him a worried glance. "Right." He muttered. "Sorry, I have got to get going. My best friend needs me, and she's more important than some silly interview." He said smoothly, and we left them hanging on a word. I loved him for that. He took my worried face into calculation and led us inside down to an empty exhibit. He repeated himself. "What's wrong lovely."

I handed him over my cell phone. Read my texts. I said. My voice was catching in my throat, closing in on me and I didn't even talk. I realized this feeling, I think I was about to have a panic attack. I took calming breaths. It slowly faded into the back of my mind. Bill's mouth dropped open. "We have got to go." He said swiftly.

He called a cab, and we got out of this place like a bat out of hell…

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-Well I want to say I'm sorry for the long wait. I hope it was worth it? I almost made it to 5,000. Hope that made up for it : ) Well, after this chapter nothing is going to be the same… which is good. Because its one step closer to the sequel. I do have one request though. Can we get my reviews up to 100 before my story ends? :D I'd appreciate it. Since im in a good mood, I shall give you all EASY lyrics ;)

LYRICS :D

- It's raining today! The blinds are shut its always the same! I tried all the games that they play, but they made me insane. Life on TV, its random it means nothing to me! I'm writing down what I cannot see, want to wake up in a dream…