I'm WHAT?! (PART 15)

oh god!! i have just read the last two chapters as i was without my beloved
computer damn viruses!!
Anyways Chapter 4 was awesome i really loved how their reacting went by
and obviously i loved this chapter too you are a genius in writing these types of things
i want more very very soon pppplllllsssss
i beg you i have been addicted to this story sooo...... you know what you have to do to shut me up....

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I'm addicted with drugs...I mean...TOKIO HOTEL!!!

OOOOOOOOOOO HOLY CRAP I AM IN LOVE . . .. .AGAIN!!!!!!!!
need the next chap
i am in love
ich liebe es
this is the best
i am in love
did i mention i am in love

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..I.must have moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GREAT!! MEHR BITTE..
lol, how are you? pregnant, you? hahahahahaa funni!!

i love it!

ITS GREATTT!!!

You are an amazing writer XD

More please!! I might just die otherwise.

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The next day at three we were waiting anxiously in the doctor’s surgery. It had been a slightly crazy twenty-four hours so the wait in the quiet, empty room was a welcome relief.

The night before I’d received a call from someone I hadn’t heard from in a while…my mother. She’d been on a cruise around the Scandinavian countries, working in the large ship’s casino as a croupier. As she’d been so far north, it was often hard for her to get good enough reception to call me.

But now she was home for six months. She’d called me and after a few minutes of stalling, I finally broke the news to her about my pregnancy. She was quite calm about it, congratulating me before demanding I put Bill on. Apparently she was threatening him to stay by my side and care for us or she would do some unthinkable act towards him and his manhood…what a charmer!
The biggest bomb of all she dropped was that we had to return home; as soon as possible which was practically impossible with their tour!!! After much debating, I finally soothed her with the thought that we’d be there after the American tour coming up.

“Mrs. Kaulitz?” the receptionist called out, glancing over at us.

“Who? Me? I’m not Kaulitz,” I said.

“But you listed the father as a Mr. Kaulitz,” the receptionist said, eyebrow raised.

“Doesn’t mean I’m Mrs. Kaulitz,” I replied, rolling my eyes. “He’s my boyfriend, not my husband.”

“Oh, one of them,” she said, eyes narrowing. “The doctor will see you now.”

“Thanks for your wonderful help,” I replied sarcastically before heading over to the private room the receptionist had pointed out. Dunja, Sav and Bill followed, just as nervous as me.

“Good afternoon!” the doctor chimed as we came in. She was a jolly looking woman with wavy blonde hair and bright, sparkly green eyes. Her voice was warm and inviting as was the aura she gave off. “You are…?”

“Chloë,” I said, introducing myself and handing over the papers I’d been told to fill in. She glanced at the chart quickly before turning to me.

“Ok so let’s do some preliminaries to make sure you’re healthy,” she said, pulling a rolling table with a number of medical equipment towards her. She checked my blood pressure and heart rate noting both were normal. Next it was a height and weight check and finally samples of blood taken to check for hormone, mineral and iron levels.

“Now we’ll do an ultrasound,” she said, as she started up a large machine in the corner. She indicated I should lie back on the bed type thing. She squirted a gooey, cold liquid upon my stomach and spread it using a wand. She flicked a switch and the machine buzzed into life, presenting a black and white blurred image. She moved the wand around a bit, before settling upon a good image.

“You’re further along than three weeks,” she noted. “See, this is your baby, if it was three weeks old, then it wouldn’t be as well developed. Judging from the size I’d say closer to five or six weeks.”

“Hah!” Bill suddenly exclaimed. We looked at him curiously and he blushed before continuing. “Um…It wasn’t cos of that time back in Paris then, it was some other time. Tom has no reason to be smug anymore.”

“Wait a minute,” the doctor suddenly exclaimed, breaking through our conversation. “oh!”

“Oh?” we echoed in unison.

“Oh’s not a good thing to say in a situation like this,” I said sarcastically. “What’s going on?”

She angled the wand slightly, and suddenly two blobs appeared on the screen. “What happened?” I asked not sure how one blob suddenly became two.

“Um…you’re having twins,” she replied, looking closer at the screen.

I burst into fits of raucous laughter which caused strange looks to come my way from the others in the room. “Oh man! That’s a brilliant joke. Because Bill’s a twin right? You knew he was a twin so you thought you’d cheer the atmosphere up!”

“Excuse me?” the doctor asked, looking shocked.

“I dunno how you did that, make it look like there are two blobs inside of me,” I began. “But it’s pretty good. Twins…ha! Priceless.”

“I’m serious,” she said, no hint of a lie in her tone.

“Bullshit!” I exclaimed in response. Without replying, she leant over and flicked another switch on the machine. Suddenly a soothing, soft sound filled the room, a gentle lulling sound. lub dub, lub dub. There wasn’t just one though, there were two, beating in unison.

“You’re hearing their heartbeats,” she whispered quietly as we remained transfixed by the noise.

“No, this can’t be happening,” I whispered, my voice shaking as I spoke.

“Well it’s a bit of a shock but we’ll manage!” Bill exclaimed. “Twins, Chlo…twins! I’m having twins and I’m a twin and just…twins!”

“No, we can’t have twins,” I replied, still in a state of shock.

“Why not? Twins are a miraculous thing to occur, they make up 8% of the population only,” the doctor stated. “I think you’ll find having twins is probably one of the single most miraculous things to ever happen to you.”

“No don’t you understand you stupid cow! I can’t have twins!” I exclaimed, anger rising inside me. “I can’t have twins!”

“What do you mean, you can’t?” she asked. “so far they seem like normal, healthy foetuses.”

“Twins run in my family,” I replied, rolling my eyes as I explained it to her slowly. “Only they never live. Everyone who has ever conceived twins has either had a miscarriage or still-born. Or worse, the mother dies herself.”

Silence rained down upon us, only broken by the gentle heart beats filling the room. “W-what?” Bill finally managed to croak out.

“Nobody’s ever given birth to living twins or lived to see the birth for that matter,” I said. “Meaning the same will happen to me.”

“That’s not true,” the doctor replied, butting in. “It may increase the risk but it doesn’t mean it will happen. We can do extensive tests and keep a close eye on you. Continual monitoring will ensure your children live, even if we have to deliver prematurely by caesarean.”

“It won’t help,” I said; I’d already lost all hope. “Why should my children live, when nobody else’s have?”

“Because they’re mine as well,” Bill replied, grasping my hand. “I know you’re scared but like the doctor said, they can help.”

“We can,” she said reassuringly. “There are so many ways to see twins reach almost full term nowadays. You just have to take it easy for a bit and we might have to deliver early.”

“And how many babies die from premature labour?” I asked sceptically.

“Less than 20% and those are the ones who are delivered at least three months prematurely,” the doctor responded. “I promise you, we can keep your babies healthy and ensure they live.”

“What other choice do you have, Chlo?” Sav asked, speaking for the first time since we’d been told about the twins. “Get rid of them? Better to try and let them live than get rid of them now and never give it a go.”

“What if I lose them both?” I asked, tears welling.

“You won’t,” Sav said, gripping my other hand.

“I promise you we can ensure your children are as healthy as possible as they develop,” the doctor said. “You’ll need constant observation though as you progress into your second and third trimester. I know you spend a great deal of time on the road, so give me a list of where you will be and when, and I’ll contact people in each city, to ensure there is a medical professional available to check up on you whenever you arrive.”

“Thanks,” I whispered thickly, tears still coursing down my cheeks.

“Would you like a picture of your twins?” she asked, indicating the machine and the two little blobs on screen. I nodded unable to speak and suddenly the machine began to spit out a copy of the picture on screen. Once developed, she turned the machine off and allowed me to get up off the bed.

She scribbled down her private number and a prescription for prenatal vitamins and minerals which she said I needed to help the babies develop properly. Babies…I’d just gotten used to the idea of baby and now there’s two of them! It never rains, it bloody pours!

I took the prescription and the handful of cards she handed me, giving her my email so that she could contact me with the details of people she would be referring me to whilst on tour with the boys. We left after a few final checks, stopping to grab the vitamins I’d been prescribed before heading back to where the rest of the group was.

By the time we reached the venue, we were all slightly subdued. It was hard finding out I was having twins and it seemed the others were taking it just as hard. We parted ways once inside; Dunja off to see Tobi probably. All I wanted to do was go somewhere quiet and think; Bill with me of course. Sav, being the only one left, made her way to where she could hear Tom, playing his guitar soothingly.

She entered the room quietly and sidled up to him, listening to the soothing sounds and allowing them to relax her. When he finished the random song he was playing, he looked up at her, instantly noticing the worry etched upon her face.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, setting his precious Gibson aside. “Did something happen at the doctor’s?”

“Sort of,” she said before launching into the story of what had happened. By the end, tears had welled up in her eyes; the thought of her friend losing her life was a terrifying thought.

Tom pulled her in for a hug, whispering soothing words to her. “Don’t worry, like the doctor said, they’ll do everything to make sure both her and the babies are ok.”

“But what if they aren’t?” Sav said. “What if I lose my best friend?”

“You won’t,” Tom said confidently. “Come on now, stop thinking like that. Thinks are going to be ok and you have me here to make sure they are.”

“You can’t save everyone, Tom,” she said quietly. “You’re not a superhero.”

“I’m your superhero,” he said, smiling slightly. “Come here; let me heal you with my special powers.”

He leant down and pressed a soft, gently kiss to her lips, soothing her and calming her nerves immediately. She leant into the kiss, letting whatever healing power he believed he had to overcome her and bring her back from the brink of unhappiness back to the land of the living and normalcy. By the time sound check rolled around the two were stilled wrapped up in one another, reluctant to part even for something as important as sound check.

“I heard about the twins,” Tom said as he stood beside Bill on stage, guitar in hand.

“News spreads fast,” Bill replied with a shrug.

“Come on Bill, I know you better than that, are you ok?” Tom asked, looking meaningfully at Bill.

“I’m fine for now Tom,” Bill said. “Perhaps later I won’t be though.”

“Then when you’re not ok, come find me,” Tom said, placing a careful and upon his brother’s shoulder in a loving manner.

“Always the one to make things better, right Tom?” Bill asked, grinning slightly at his brother.

“Hey, I’m a superhero,” he replied, puffing his chest out in pride.

Bill nudged him away before heading over to his microphone, launching into the sound check, desperate to forget his thoughts for now.

i thought if you were a twin yourself, you CANT have twins... hmm... GREAT WRITING!! i love it! love love love Bill being a dad.. its too cute!

What if my lunatis friend dies??! Bill will totally get it!!!

The part of Mrs.Kaulitz is hilarious xD
The twin thing is kinda cute but how it developed its very sad
But how Bill reacted was so caring and sweet
Uff the last part made me soo sad....
And Tom was so sweet in making courage to Sav and Bill
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I'm addicted to drugs...I mean...TOKIO HOTEL

AHHHHHHH OMG OMG OMG I LOOOOVVVVVVVEEEE IT!!!!!

i didnt know Tom could be so sweet!!!!!
You told me about the twin thing at.... McDonalds xD

ich need mooooooooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeee lolxx

Loveeeeeeeeee ittt loads ..
Mehr bitte chloe XD
Love ya x
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Just for you! Chapter 6, enjoy and please comment!

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The last few concerts for their European Summer Tour soon came to an end and we found ourselves in Berlin once more, making a stop over before flying out to America for the October tour.

It was great being back in Germany. Sav and I had the opportunity to meet up with Sophie who was staying in Berlin with family for the summer. I hadn’t seen her since last summer so it was great to see her! After all, it was because of her that I’d first met Bill two years ago and for that I’d be eternally grateful.

It was like the past two years hadn’t happened at all. We were as close as we’d been way back then, even if it had been almost a year since I’d last seen her. We talked and laughed together, generally driving those around us completely insane as usual!

She was pretty good friends with the band, especially Gustav. Sometimes I wondered whether something was going on there between the two though both adamantly denied it...yeah right!

Aside from seeing Sophie, though, we also had to go and see Bill and Tom’s parents...not that they knew about my situation just yet.

Pulling up outside the cosy, inviting house in Madgeburg, I suddenly felt nervous. Simone and Gordon Trümper were the kindest people I’d ever met, immediately welcoming me to their family back when Bill first introduced me to them. Now, however, we were about to tell them they were becoming grandparents; I wasn’t sure how they’d react in truth, though I knew Simone herself had been young when she had Bill and Tom.

She must have heard Tom’s Escalade pulling into the driveway as the door was quickly flung open and a short, smiling, red-headed woman came bustling over towards us. She enveloped the twins in a bone crushing hug before pulling me into a friendly one.

“Oh I’m so glad you’re back!” she exclaimed excitedly. “I’ve missed you so much!”

She paused as her eyes finally landed upon Sav. “Hello.”

“hi,” Sav replied nervously.

“I don’t think we’ve met,” Simone began, courteous as always.

“No, mum, this is Sav,” Tom said, stepping forward to help them surpass the awkwardness. “She’s the girl I told you about.”

“Oh thank god!” Simone exclaimed, smiling warmly at Sav. “Finally, no more groupies! I was sure he’d eventually get an STD or get someone pregnant!”

We all fell silent as she mentioned ‘pregnant’. Someone was, but it wasn’t one of Tom’s groupies!

“Come in, all of you. I just started making dinner, Gordon should be home soon so we’ll have a family meal,” she said, bustling over to the front door with the four of us eagerly following. Simone was an amazing cook so Bill, Tom and I were eager to have some of her home cooking after months of catered crap. Sav had never tried Simone’s cooking but she’d heard so much about it from all three of us, I’m sure she was just as eager to have some.

We followed her into the house and immediately Bill and Tom visibly relaxed. They’d spent the better part of their lives in this house so it was only natural they’d find it so relaxing. We kicked off our shoes and followed Simone into the kitchen where the most heavenly of smells was wafting through. She stirred a pot of sauce before coming to sit at the kitchen table with us.

“so tell me, how’s life on the road going?” she asked, eagerly glancing around at us.

“Um...pretty good actually,” Bill started nervously. We’d decided he had to tell both of his parents at the same time so he wasn’t going to drop the baby bomb just yet. “We’ve been so busy and we’ve seen so many places!”

“Yeah, and the people we’re meeting is just...wow!” Tom exclaimed excitedly. “The fans are crazy. There was this one girl, we were walking down the street in Belgium surrounded by security and she came running across the street and she’s screaming like crazy and then she started taking her clothes off! Right in the middle of the street!”

“It was crazy,” Bill laughed as he remembered that girl.

“I remember doing things like that, back in the 70s,” Simone sighed, as she reminisced over the past. Hearing about the escapades her sons got up to as well as what their fans did took her back to when she was a teenager, in love with a band so much it hurt. “Take our tops off and flashing whatever band was on stage at the time...not that I remember much of it.”

I giggled as the twins groaned. They always spoke to their mother like a friend, eager to tell her all about what they got up to, but the moment she began to speak about her youth, they were immediately embarrassed.

“Mum! Please! Nobody wants to hear about your drunken sexcapades with random guys!” Tom groaned, closing his eyes and hanging his head.

“Why not, I always have to hear about yours!” she exclaimed, grinning at him. “Though I suppose they aren’t with random guys...are they?”

“No!” Tom cried out. “How could you even suggest that?”

“just checking,” she replied. “Ok so no sexcapades; tell me more about yourself then, Sav.”

Sav looked like a deer caught in headlights as Simone interrogated her. I knew how she felt; I’d gotten the same treatment when I met her. She did it out of love though so I could appreciate the whole ordeal in the end.

An hour later and after much questioning intertwined with laying the table, the door suddenly opened and closed with a slam; Gordon was home. He entered the kitchen and threw us all smiles before hugging Simone and placing a loving, gentle kiss upon her lips.

He sat down before us as Bill leaped up to help his mother dish up dinner. “Hey Chloë, nice to see you again! And...I don’t think I know you?”

“That’s Sav,” Simone interrupted. “Remember, Tom talked about her?”

“Oh! You’re Sav!” Gordon exclaimed. “Well it’s nice to finally meet you! Tom talks about you a lot...especially when we’re not around or he thinks the house is empty, right Tom.”

Gordon winked at Tom who blushed and tried to hide behind the wide brim of his hat. I burst into laughter as what Gordon had said finally made sense to me...looks like Sav was part of his nightly escapades even when she was miles away!

“Stop teasing him,” Simone said, slapping Gordon playfully on the shoulder before placing a dish of steaming pasta before us. Bill soon followed through balancing a plate full of cut up bread and a dish heaped with meat and sauce; yum, Simone’s infamous Spaghetti!

We eagerly dug in and ate in silence. I was suddenly famished and could barely contain myself long enough to chew the food before swallowing it. Pregnancy was a bitch; one moment I was starving the next I felt so nauseous that even the word ‘food’ made me feel sick! Thank god at this moment I was starving!

Once dinner was over, Simone and I cleared the plates while Tom, Bill and Gordon talked about music.

“Are you alright?” she asked, the moment we out of earshot.

I squeaked in response before replying. “Yes, I’m fine. Why would you think I’m not?”

“Well, you just seem, different,” she said, trying to find the right words. “You’re kind of pale and you were really eating back there! Is everything alright? You’re not sick are you?”

“Not exactly,” I whispered in response.

“What do you mean?” her voice was laced with concern. “What’s wrong?”

“Um...I think we should go sit back down...Bill wants to tell you,” I replied before heading back over to the table and sitting beside Bill. One look and he knew it was time to tell them.

“Bill, what’s going on?” Simone asked as she sat back down, looking at the two of us sceptically.

“Ok I don’t know if you’ve listened to the news on us lately,” Bill started. Both shook their heads and he sighed before continuing. “Well...Chloë’s pregnant...with twins.”

Silence fell. Both looked on at us, shocked beyond anything. Finally Simone snapped out of it. “Really?”

“Yup,” I replied, before pulling a copy of the sonogram snapshot out of my pocket and handing it over. “Those are your grandchildren.”

Simone took the picture and gasped as she saw the two little blobs through the grainy, blurred picture. She handed the picture to Gordon, whose eyes softened as he saw the two. It took them another ten minutes before they could ask coherent questions.

“How far along are you?” Simone asked.

“Seven weeks,” I replied. Since the doctor’s appointment in Switzerland we’d calculated exactly how far I was.

“Seven weeks!” she screeched in reply, turning an accusing eye on Bill. “And you never thought to tell me?”

“We thought it’d be better to tell you this in person, rather than over the phone,” Bill replied nervously wringing his hands. Simone accepted the answer agreeing with him that it was better to drop this bombshell in person.

“So, is everything alright then? They’re healthy and so are you?” she asked, concerned.

“Yes,” we replied in unison. We’d decided not to tell anyone about the problems we could face, with me having twins.

We continued to talk about the twins for the rest of the evening, celebrating with ice cream and cake which pleased the little blobs inside me to no end, forcing them to do little tap dances on my bladder continually, making me become quite friendly with the bathroom. By the time we finished talking to Simone and Gordon, it was 2am so we ended up staying at the Kaulitz-Trümper residence overnight which was amusing, considering Bill and Tom’s old rooms weren’t the largest of rooms and neither were their beds!

Telling Bill and Tom’s parents hadn’t been as hard as we thought it would be. They were pretty accepting of the whole ordeal and they offered their help with everything. Simone was particularly willing to help, considering she herself had had twins twenty-one years previous.

After our short break in Germany, we were on the road again; metaphorically speaking of course. We were actually on a plane, for fourteen hours, heading straight for JFK airport in New York. Not that Sav and I wanted to go...we weren’t America’s biggest fans!

The plane ride there killed me! I’d been told it was safe to travel for now, but I was still a bundle of nerves, panicking every couple of minutes over whether I felt different or not.

Finally, we landed in New York and were met by the high pitched squeals of fan girls. Death glares were sent my way as usual though this time they were even stronger. The Tokio Hotel TV episode detailing my pregnancy had been posted two nights ago and undoubtedly by now at least half the fandom knew about it; just what I needed at a time like this!

We made our way through the airport and outside where the screaming increased exponentially. Girls lined the street as we forced our way through, heading over to the car which was waiting for us, ready to take us to the hotel. I wished they’d all shut up...they were giving me a headache.

We continued to walk through the group as they pressed in on us. It was hot in New York, 36oC according to the pilot, and their presence pressing in around us was making things even hotter. The light-headedness returned and I stumbled, leaning against Bill for support.

“Are you ok?” he asked worriedly, stopping in his tracks to look at me.

“No, it’s too hot, I think I’m going to faint,” I replied, my head swimming.

“Saki, get them to back up, now!” he exclaimed angrily in German at his bodyguard. Saki nodded in response and said something to the policemen holding the girls back. They instantly began to move them back further much to the disappointment of the girls. Bill helped get me through the crowd and into the car, but not before the angry shouts of “whore” reached my ears; they obviously thought I’d told Bill to get them back because I was jealous.

Tears welled up as the comments got to me. I wasn’t whore, I hadn’t planned this, I hadn’t even wanted this to begin with. And to top things off, I was crying over some stupid comment which normally wouldn’t phase me. Fuck the blobs, this was their fault.

Bill saw the tears and he pulled me into a hug. Soothing me gently, he whispered words of comfort as the tears subsided. Finally, I felt back to normal, the hormones having decided to die down for a while.

Sav suddenly leaped across the car from her place beside Tom, coming to sit beside us instead. She had a mischievous look in her eyes.

“what?” I asked, looking nervously at her.

“We’re in America,” she replied. “The home of shopping, and food and more shopping!”

“What’s your point?” I asked.

“I’m taking you shopping tomorrow!” she squealed eagerly. “That’ll cheer you up. Come on, we’ll make fun of the American whores, eat fast food, find expensive clothes and have a blast!”

Try as I might, she wouldn’t take no for an answer. So that was it, been in America ten minutes and almost fainted, got called a whore, burst into tears and was now being dragged shopping...this would be fun!

OOOOOOOOOOOO LOL OOOOOOOOOOOO

I KNOW WHAT SGONNA HAPPEN!!!!

i need more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

^ smiley central there sav lofl xD

I need moooooreee already, it's amazing!!

i dont know what is gonna happen

and i need to find out!!

i loooooove it

to the L to the O to the V to the E ..
LLLOVVVEEEEE
to the I to the T
ittttttt
sooooo much xxxxxxxxxxxxx

I love it
I need more cos i dont have any idea of whats gonna happen
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Can you believe it, another chapter so soon!!! Thanks for all the comments guy! Glad you enjoyed it!! Please comment for this one:

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The next day we reached Los Angeles where that evening Tokio Hotel would perform at The Avalon once again, for a crowd of 1,000. We’d driven past the entrance that morning and already the line was starting to develop though it was nowhere near as long as those in Europe.

As Sav had said yesterday, we were going shopping today. Never one to risk missing a shopping trip, Bill had adamantly demanded to come along. Tom was also coming along though I wasn’t sure why...he hated shopping; though there was something with us that he liked....

L.A. was pretty good for shopping; I had to admit, even if it was America and boiling hot. We’d found so many alternative shops with a number of different styles which suited all of us just fine. I was going crazy, buying everything and anything I liked; I figured I may as well enjoy it while I can as in another couple of months and none of this stuff would fit!

By one p.m. I was starving though and craving something spicy and Mexican. Thanks to my cravings, we ended up in the food court of some mall, eating tacos from the best place in the world, Taco Bell.

I was on my third, the blobs certainly made me hungry, when I spotted someone I was sure I knew. I studied her face; she looked so familiar. It took me a few moments before I finally realised who she was.

“Oh my god, Sav, look, it’s Evelyn!” I exclaimed happily, the half eaten Taco forgotten for the moment.

“Who?” Sav asked around a mouthful of something chewed up and rather disgusting.

“Evelyn!” I exclaimed. “That girl I met on myspace, you know, the really cool one.”

“Oh, I think I know who you mean,” Sav shrugged. “Go say hi.”

“Ok!” I replied before leaping up out of my seat and hurrying over to the girl I was sure was Evelyn. I tugged on my shirt slightly, nervously covering my stomach. I wasn’t actually showing that much yet, but I was still rather nervous about whether people could see my slight weight gain.

I stood behind the girl with long brown hair and striking features. Nervously I tapped on her shoulder and she turned round. Instantly I knew it was really her and she seemed to recognise me; not surprising really!

“Oh my god!” she squealed before launching into a hug and pulling me close. I squealed in response and we embraced. “Chloë is it really you?”

“Yeah, Evelyn, it’s me!” I replied, grinning at her. She had a really strong Mexican twinge to her accent which was so cool!

“Oh my god! What are you doing in America? In L.A.? And you didn’t even call me!” she rapidly fired questions at me.

“I’m here with Bill of course for the concert!” I replied, grinning at her.

“Oh my god! So you really are dating Bill?” she asked, slightly shocked.

“Duh, I told you that, I have been dating him for two years,” I replied, rolling my eyes playfully. “I told you about it the minute we got together.”

“I know its just...I dunno...cos I knew you before and stuff, it’s hard to imagine you’re really dating Bill,” she replied excitedly. “But that’s so cool and I’m really happy for you! So what’s he like?”

“He’s amazing!” I said. “Even better than I ever imagined. Oh Evelyn, you have no idea how happy I am with him! It’s just like, perfect!”

She squealed excitedly, before grabbing my arm and bouncing around. “Is he here?”

I glanced around quickly; making sure nobody could hear us. “Yes, he’s sat in the corner over there with Tom.”

She squealed even louder. “Oh my god, Bill and Tom Kaulitz.” She whispered excitedly; evidently she understood the need for secrecy as well.

“Shh,” I shushed. “Anyway, how come you’re here?”

“Cos of the concert, silly!” she giggled in response. “My parents finally let me go to one!”

“That’s great!” I exclaimed. “You finally get to rock out to Tokio Hotel...it’s worth it, trust me! SO who are you here with?”

“Paloma,” Evelyn replied. “she’s sat over there, keeping us a table. Hang on, let me get our food and we’ll go over.”

She ordered and then we headed over to where Paloma sat, sending a text. She looked up and squealed excitedly as she saw me. We exchanged hellos and I sat down with the two, talking to them happily.

“So...you really are with Bill then?” Paloma asked in wonder.

“Yup, I dunno why everyone has such a hard time believing that!” I replied, shrugging.

“I don’t know,” Paloma said. “It’s just so weird, because we knew you when you were just a fan and now, you’re dating him! It’s like a dream come true or whatever and sometimes it’s hard to really grasp it and stuff.”

“Well it’s true,” I said, grinning at her.

“So-“ Paloma began, but before she could finish, I loud, high pitched voice broke through.

“O.M.G!” she exclaimed and instantly I recognised that grating, irritating voice. “Guys you’ll never guess who we just saw; well we think it was them...Bill and Tom Kaulitz! Can you believe it! I bet they were here to see me and Amanda!”

Paloma rolled her eyes discreetly as Evelyn sighed though both hid their contempt.

“Who’ this?” Amanda asked, suddenly noticing I was sat there. With my back to them, neither recognised it was me. I turned around and smiled pleasantly at the two, watching happily as their smiles soon turned to grimaces.

“Hey Meagan, Amanda,” I said, grinning at the two. “It’s nice to see you.”

They sniffed disdainfully before plopping down in the two free seats and proceeding to ignore me.

“They looked so hot!” Amanda exclaimed. “Tom was recognisable because of his dreads obviously and he looked at me and smiled. He’s so in love with me!”

“And Bill had his hair down and he was wearing that beanie cap and it was so hot!” Meagan added. “He looked at me obviously. He wants me really.”

“Oh, you think so?” I suddenly cut in...anger was rising inside me, fucking hormones.

Meagan scoffed. “I know so.”

“What makes you so sure?” I asked.

“The way he looked at me of course,” Meagan rolled her eyes. “He’s obviously looking for a new girlfriend.”

“Right and you think you can replace me in his heart.”

“I don’t think, I know,” she replied. “That’s why he came back to The Avalon, because that’s where he first saw me.”

“No my dear, he came back to the Avalon because Dunja and I thought it would be best to perform there as they’ve used that club before, so we know the layout and stuff,” I replied matter-of-factly.

“And why would they listen to you?” Meagan scoffed in reply.

“Because it’s mine and Dunja’s job to plan where they perform, which hotels they stay in, all that personal shit,” I said. “I’m kind of like an assistant P.A.”

“Oh wow, don’t you sound full of yourself,” Meagan said. “You look fatter by the way; keep eating and Bill will for sure leave you for someone hotter.”

You’re a real bitch, do you know that,” I replied angrily. “Haven’t you see the new Tokio Hotel TV episode or even read any of the new information on the internet?”

“No, I have a life,” Meagan rolled her eyes.

“I’m pregnant you stupid bitch,” I said angrily.

Silence fell, obviously none of them had heard the news just yet; well it was still new, having only been released two days ago.

“Didn’t take you long to cheat on Bill!” Meagan exclaimed, just as angrily then. “Go on then, you whore, whose baby is it?”

“They’re Bill’s twins,” I replied, gritting my teeth. “I’m having Bill’s twins; do you want to see the sonogram pictures? Or how about asking him yourself?! No wonder people hate you; you’re such a nasty bitch. I’d never cheat on Bill, I love him more than anything and, you know what, he loves me, and only me. No, he wasn’t looking at you; you don’t even matter to him.”

I stood up and glared at her. “So do you want to come and meet him or what?”

All four stood up and followed me over to where I’d left Bill, Tom and Sav. They looked at us fearfully as I brought four strangers over to them.

“guys, these are my friends, Evelyn and Paloma,” I said, indicating the two who smiled and politely shook Bill and Tom’s hands. Sav smiled at the two; she’d heard me talk about them and she seemed to think they were alright by her. “These two are Meagan and Amanda.”

Meagan stepped forward, squealing quietly as Bill shook her hand. Of course he’d heard about Meagan and all the things she’d said and done to me. He looked at her with contempt and anger as all the things I’d told him about her; all the pain and unhappiness she put me though came reeling back.

Amanda eagerly tried to get Tom’s attention but he wasn’t having any of it. He was polite enough, but she barely managed to keep his attention for more than a few moments before he was back to talking with Sav who seemed to commandeer most of his attention.

“So, do you remember me?” Meagan asked eagerly smiling at Bill.

“No, should I?” he replied earnestly.

“I was at your last concert at the Avalon, right at the front,” Meagan continued. “You sang to me, remember?”

“No, not really. The only person I really remember singing to is Chloë, but that’s because I sing to her every day,” he replied, grinning at me. “Monsoon is hers.”

“I’m sure you’d remember me, I was at the front, I had the shirt ‘I heart my boyfriend Bill’?” Meagan pressed.

“I’m really sorry, I don’t,” Bill replied. “I never remember anyone from concerts really. It’s very hard to see anyone when we’re on stage because of the bright lights. And we do so many concerts that we see so many people. It’s impossible to remember everyone.”

“Except us,” Sav cut in, grinning at Bill.

“Yes, but that’s because I wanted to go out with Chloë, so of course I remembered her, she took my breath away!” he exclaimed. I grinned and tears welled up with the beauty of what he’d said; he was too sweet and my hormones were crazy. “Why would you have a t-shirt with ‘I heart my boyfriend Bill’, I’m not your boyfriend.”

“Well, we thought it would be funny,” Meagan continued. “And besides, we’re destined to be together.”

“How do you know that?” Bill asked sceptically.

“Because I just do,” Meagan replied. “You’re for me and I’m for you.”

“No, I don’t think so,” Bill replied coldly. “Sorry, but I’m with Chlo, we’re having twins, did you hear?”

“So it’s true then?” Evelyn cut in. Bill nodded and she squealed happily before coming over to me and pulling me into a hug. “Congratulations!”

“Yeah, congratulations!” Paloma agreed. This was why I liked the two, they were genuine friends who simple cared about me being happy without the jealousy or bitterness Meagan and Amanda held.

“Whatever,” Meagan rolled her eyes. “Didn’t take you long to get your feet under the table did it. What, was it for the money or the fame?”

“Ok that was out of order,” I stood up and stared her down. “I didn’t do this purposely, it was an accident, it happened, but now we’re both glad it did.”

“Sure,” Meagan scoffed. “Give it three months and he’ll leave you for his real soul mate, me.”

“Ok, that’s enough,” It was Bill’s turn to stand up, followed by Tom and Sav who glared daggers at Meagan. “That is not true. I love her and I will love her forever.”

“Yeah, who are you to say you’re his soul mate, anyway?” Tom said. “Soul mates don’t exist but if they did, Bill has his already.”

“Bitch, please, they’ve been together two years. She didn’t do this just to keep Bill by her side or whatever, it just happened,” Sav said. “But we’re all glad it did. They’re starting a family and they’re happy about that. You’re just jealous.”

“I’m sorry, but she’s right. This is what I want, you have to accept that,” Bill said, anger still evident in his voice. “She is the one for me, nobody else.”

“But-“

“I think you should leave,” he said, his tone holding a sense of finality. “We don’t want to be with people who can’t accept us.”

He sat back down and turned his back on Meagan placing a gentle, brief kiss upon my lips to promote his point. She seemed to be on the verge of tears as she stormed away.

“You should go as well,” Tom said, looking briefly at Amanda. “I know what you want but I’m sorry, I’m taken.”

“by who?” Amanda asked, incredulously.

“Sav,” Tom said, grasping her hand. He kissed her lips and turned to smirk at Amanda. Of course, he’d heard all about Amanda as well and unlike Bill, he wasn’t against showing his anger towards someone like her.

Amanda turned to follow Meagan who had quickly disappeared from view. Evelyn and Paloma stayed a while longer before finally turning to leave, not before wishing us luck for the future.

“Well that was amusing,” I replied.

“I told you shopping would make you feel better,” Sav giggled.

“Yeah but-“

“What?” Sav asked.

“Ugh I have to find the bathroom...again!”

oh god i simply love it
Monsoon is hers. sooo romantic
and i love how bill defended chloe its amusing i think he would do this in real life
this chapter is hilarious well done i really like it erm sry LOVE it!!!
More very soon im very IMPATIENT
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LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVED IT!!!!!


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more more more!!!

uwaw!!! its awesome!!! and i really liked it when bill defended chloe.
mehr soon.....<3

omggggggggggggggg love love love it

MEHR bitte?
MEHR!!?


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YAY Go Bill Go Bill *cheers for Bill and Chloe* Ha , you showed Meagan and Amanda!!! I would have got so pissed at Meagan if I were Chloe I'd have used my English 'very well'. If you know what I mean lofl! Mehr bitte!

Maegan..remind me nevr to name my lead character that!

oh...but this was so good to read after such a long time.