I'm WHAT?! (PART 15)

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We’d been in America two weeks now and we had another two weeks to go before we could just go home! I loved being on the road with Bill, I really did, but being on the road with him, three other guys, two of my best friends mooning over their significant others and being pregnant all in one was not a pleasant experience. Aside from the constant need to use the bathroom and the excessive hunger, I was extremely tired. And to top it off…I was starting to show!

I’d noticed it a few days ago, when we were over in Florida. I was in a changing room in some unknown shop, trying to slide into this gorgeous skirt when I noticed a little lump! Just a slight protrusion, barely noticeable unless someone was scrutinizing me but still there!! I hadn’t been able to try on the skirt after that; I felt like a whale!

I dreaded how things would be as time progressed if this was how things were now! I could already tell, pregnancy was a bitch!

I had to go to see a doctor at least once a week as well, to keep an eye on the twins as they developed and ensure nothing went wrong. So far, nothing had been detected though it appeared one was already the stronger of the two, growing at a minutely faster pace.

They still hadn’t discovered why losing twins ran in my family. There had been talk of doing a study, but so far, nothing had been carried out. They believed it was something genetic though. I didn’t actually care, so long as my twins were healthy, which they were.

I was coming up for ten weeks now so coming to the end of my first trimester which was good as this was the time in which most miscarriages occurred. Every doctor I visited seemed to be pretty optimistic over the fact that nothing bad had occurred yet and their optimism was infectious!!

Bill was bouncing around like a loon, telling everyone in sight how well we were doing and about the twins. In fact, I think interviewers were actually getting fed up of it. I never imagined Bill to be the proud parent type but it was incredibly sweet!!

And of course, Sav and Dunja were by my side continually. They treated me like I was made of glass, not just pregnant! But I appreciated the fact that they were so caring and considerate.

Of course Tom was the wisecracking, loveable jerk he usually is. He was still making digs about safe sex and whatnot, which were slowly becoming less amusing as time wore on though Gustav often slapped him around the head when they became too unbearable to listen to! And Georg was like a mother hen. I’m not sure why he took it upon himself to act like my mother, encouraging me to eat properly and go to all my appointments and stuff but it warmed my heart.

It was midnight some time during the third week of the tour and Bill and I were stumbling back to our hotel room, trying to keep as quiet as possible. We’d been out at some party-type thing where there were a load of executives, celebrities and what-not; an excuse for the boys to rub shoulders with the big dogs in the music business. Alcohol had flowed freely but, being pregnant, I hadn’t been able to have any; a serious let down considering it was all free! There’d been free food as well…but it was seriously crappy stuff!

We made it back to our room and I eagerly kicked off the killer heels I was wearing…whoever invented stilettos obviously hated feet and wanted them to die!!! It felt good to relax after being so uptight all night and I eagerly slid out of the form-fitting, tight dress I wore, slipping into a loose, long t-shirt instead.

Behind me, Bill stripped himself of his tight jeans and even tighter top, only to leave him standing in his boxer shorts…my favourite outfit ever!

Once our nightly ritual of removing make up, brushing hair, teeth and so on was done, he sidled up behind me as I glanced in the mirror, pressing his body up against mine and wrapping his arms around me so that they rested upon the small lump my stomach was forming. Since I’d pointed out the lump to him, he’d become fascinated by it.

“How are we doing tonight?” he asked, his voice low.

“I think they’re finally asleep,” I replied. “They were hungry earlier!”

“Mmm I noticed,” Bill replied. “Shame the food at this thing sucked.”

“It’s ok, they seemed to like the Mcdonald’s we stopped for on the way home, I think they like chicken nuggets and chocolate milkshake,” I smiled at him through the mirror, catching his eyes as they swept across me.

“I love the feeling of this.” he said, nuzzling his cheek against me as his hands disappeared up underneath the shirt I wore, resting directly upon my stomach and rubbing the skin gently.

“Why? I’m getting so fat,” I sighed in distaste.

“You’re not getting fat,” he replied as he continued to rub. “Inside this beautiful body are two little blobs, and one day, those blobs will come out and they’ll be babies; they’ll be our babies.”

“Our little blobs,” I replied, grinning as he massaged my stomach, it felt so nice…

“I like that, little blobs,” he grinned in response. “That’s what we’ll call them…the blobs…until we know a sex of course, and then we’ll think of real names.”

I giggled in response. “Little blobs. Hello blobs!”

“I wonder if they’re girl or boy blobs?” he mused.

“We’ll know soon,” I said. “Twenty weeks we’ll be able to tell the sex…I bet they’re girls.”

“Hmm…girls, that’d be nice,” Bill replied. “Two little girls.”

“Or boys,” I replied, leaning back into him. “They could be boys.”

“How about both?” he said. “Fraternal twins…we could have a boy and a girl.”

“Then we’d be all set,” I replied. “I’m glad we’re having twins…two kids over and done with in one go, no need to ever do this again.”

“Oh I dunno…the process wasn’t so bad,” he said, grinning at me and winking as his rubs continued, massaging further along my stomach, causing sparks of electricity to dance across my skin.

“No, it wasn’t, not at all,” I replied with a devious smirk. “It was quite enjoyable actually.”

“I sure liked it,” he continued as his hands did as well. I watched his eyes sparkle with mirth, grinning as he watched me through the mirror. He was so devious and darkly delicious at times; it was as though there were two Bills; the one normally seen and this devilish person he became when we were alone.

“Are you still tired?” he asked, whispering the question in my ear as his breath ghosted my skin tantalizingly.

“A little bit,” I replied truthfully, “But I’m sure I have some energy left…if you had something in mind.”

“Perhaps I did,” he said, before kissing my neck and leading me over to the huge bed behind us; not bothering about safety or caution. After all, I was already pregnant, what other shenanigans could happen to us!

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In the next room, Sav stood, fuming as she watched Tom casually slip out of his clothes, folding the material up and placing it on a chair. Contrary to popular belief, he was actually a very neat person.

He finally looked up and noticed the murderous look in Sav’s eyes.

“What’s wrong?” he asked smoothly, standing up and walking across the room in just his boxers. Sav closed her eyes…he always distracted her with his body; well not this time, she had something to say!

“What do you mean ‘what’s wrong’?” she fumed.

“It means, what’s the matter, why do you look so angry?” he pressed, curiously watching her.

“Are you really that dense?” she replied incredulously. He looked on, waiting for her to continue. “Do you do it on purpose, Tom?”

“Do what?” he asked, seriously confused.

“Be like…that with every girl you meet in front of me!” she replied.

“Like how?” he asked.

“You know, flirting with them and being all sexually over the top and stuff!” she cried out. “You flirt with them and give them hope you’re going to fuck them!”

“I’m just flirting,” Tom shrugged. “What’s the problem with that?”

Sav laughed sarcastically. “What’s the problem? Oh, no problem at all Tom, except the fact that you’re my fucking boyfriend and shouldn’t be flirting with anyone else!”

“Last I checked, I wasn’t your boyfriend,” Tom replied, anger rising in him now.

This sent Sav reeling with shock. “What?”

“You told me we’re not boyfriend and girlfriend yet, we’re just ‘seeing where this goes’,” Tom replied, shrugging his shoulders. “So flirting with other girls seems harmless to me; I’m not in a relationship after all.”

“Just because I said that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to date!” Sav cried out.

“Well what did you mean then?” Tom replied, rolling his eyes. “I’m not good at puzzles; just tell me what the hell is going on between us so I know where I stand.”

“I said that because I wanted to see where things were going, but I want you to be my boyfriend!” Sav replied. “I thought you were.”

“So did I till you said that,” Tom rolled his eyes. “So we’re a couple now?”

“We always were!”

“Well I didn’t know,” Tom said.

“What a fucking excuse!” Sav replied. “We’re going together, means you don’t look at or flirt with other girls like that! I’ve come all this way for you, you fucking asshole, I’ve given up everything for you and this is what I get? A half assed attempt to redeem yourself from drooling over some big chested whore!”

“I was not drooling!” Tom said. “I was talking to her! These girls want a bit of a flirt and I give it to them, that’s it. It never means anything.”

“Sure that’s why you do it so blatantly in front of me!” Sav almost screamed. “and that’s why you’ve never told anyone bar that whore that we’re dating, that’s why you never look at me on stage like Bill looks at Chloë or you never act like we’re a couple when we’re out! That’s why you-“

She was cut off as he pressed up against her, capturing her mouth with his own and silencing her words with a kiss. They kissed for mere moments before Tom pulled away, leaving a breathless and, for once, silent Sav standing before him. He let out a low, guttural growl and attacked her lips again, pushing her back until she hit the wall with a dull thud.

He bit her lip, hard enough to bruise but not hard enough to hurt as his hands danced up across her body. “You know I’m only here for you.” He whispered around the kiss, his words muffled against her lips.

His hands danced further along her skin as he pulled away from her lips, attacking her neck instead. “I flirt with them because it’s what they want but every night all I fucking see is you. I want you so bad, the only reason I don’t fucking rip your clothes off and do you right now is because you want to wait"

Sav pulled back and glared at the boy before her, grasping his forearm tight, her nails digging into his skin, leaving angry red half moon welts across the skin

"If it’s such a killer thing for you to do, wait until I’m ready then fuck off and get a groupie. If u do, don’t ever come back to me,” she glared murderously at Tom as she spoke, her nails digging in tighter.

He groaned as the pain mixed with the desire within him, intensifying the feeling. “You stupid cow, don’t you understand?! I couldn’t ever be with a groupie again, not when I have you. I’ll wait until the end of time though you drive me fucking crazy! I’ll wait as long as you want me to because I’d do anything for you!”

His words hit her like a ton of bricks and the anger dissipated within seconds. She stared at the boy before her, his eyes clouded with lust as his tongue played with his lip ring. His shirtless, toned abdomen screamed out to her and she daren’t look below his belly button; fearing distraction.

“Why wait?” she suddenly replied, breaking the silence.

Tom’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he tried to understand what she meant. It clicked and he groaned before pulling back away from her. “Because you don’t want this, not yet, so don’t pretend you do.”

“Who says I’m pretending?” Sav replied. She looked at him, eyes clear and mind certain regarding what she wanted, for once.

“Shh…not now,” Tom replied, desperately trying to quell his hopes, knowing she wasn’t ready. “You’ll regret it tomorrow. This is something you can’t undo, once done.”

“I know, but I want this, I won’t regret it,” she closed the distance between the two, pressing up against him. “So come on…why wait any longer when we both want this so much.”

Tom groaned before closing the distance completely and kissing her passionately, taking her breath away completely…

…among other things he took that night.

*tries to breathe*

BRILLIANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tries to breathe as well!
Shit that was hot...if anything

i want more!

Revenge wrote:

Tries to breathe as well!
Shit that was hot...if anything

i want more!

^^ Ja lol. Tom has been at it again lofl, he never stops!!

^^LOL...Tom is always at it!

awh loved it great chapter
i want more. i need more.
Bill is very caring and i think he would be a great dad!!!
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Tries to breathe as well!
Shit that was hot...if anything

i want more!

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^^ Ja lol. Tom has been at it again lofl, he never stops!!

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^^LOL...Tom is always at it!

^^ True , True !!

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^^^^Wow, I know the fic is great but: Slow down twinno!!

Dedicated to all of you especially Sav. Thank you so much hun for everything you've said to me. You've instilled a little more hope in me and banished the depression I felt suffocating me. I just really really hope you're right about everything!!!

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Finally, we were leaving America!! We’d been there four weeks and it felt like four weeks too long. There was so much to do and in such a short time; it was unreal! But now we were heading home. Well; we would be as soon as the weather cleared and plane made its way to the airport.

Lounging in the departures area, we hid in an empty corridor, avoiding all potential for some Tokio Hotel fan to come and hassle the boys for autographs, photos and the like.

We’d escaped the fans, but we still hadn’t managed to escape that bloody Tokio Hotel TV. Wherever we went, a camera crew followed us and on a number of occasions I forgot about the camera because they’d stopped using one of those huge noticeable ones; it was a little handheld one now which was easy to hide…god knows what the world had seen of me.

“Are you still bloody filming us?” I exclaimed, pulling away from Bill who I’d been talking flirtatiously with just before I noticed the camera focused upon us.

“Yes,” the man behind said, grinning at us. “It makes good footage, the way you two are…it makes Bill look so sweet and all the girls love that.”

“I’ll give you good footage,” I said, rolling my eyes before grabbing Bill ferociously and kissing him forcefully; taking him by surprise I could tell as his eyes widened and he was momentarily paralyzed. He soon picked up the pace though, kissing me back.

When I eventually pulled back, remembering we were in a public place rather than somewhere private, I happily noticed the camera wasn’t focused upon us anymore.

“You could’ve just told him to stop filming,” Bill said, grinning stupidly at me.

“Oh sorry, are you complaining though?” I asked.

“Not at all, you know I never deny kisses from you,” he said, grinning flirtatiously at me. My stomach did little flips as that smile lingered upon his lips.

Another side effect I’d recently experienced since becoming pregnant, one which was very common and would probably last throughout; the fact that my sex drive was going insane. I felt like some crazed, desperate nymphomaniac at times…or Tom!

Though Bill certainly wasn’t complaining. He seemed quite pleased if anything…typical guy.

The way he was smiling at me, that devilish smirk playing across his lips, his eyes darkening slightly with lust….

Ok time to leave. I hoisted myself up out of the seat, telling him to stay as I went away, needing distance. Walking over to the others, I noticed Tom and Sav sat extremely close…something was going on but she’d been avoiding me for a week…investigation time.

Before I could get there though, they were suddenly kissing passionately. One minute they’d been talking quietly and then they were kissing. Not only that, but the camera was suddenly trained on them. This was odd…I sense something to come.

Sure enough, something was up. When the two finally pulled apart Tom glanced over to the camera and said “Sorry girls…it’s official…she’s mine.”

Official? What did he mean by that?

I waited until the cameraman finally turned his dinky camera off and turned away from the couple before hurrying over.

“Stop right there,” I said as I rushed over, noticing they were about to lean in for another kiss.

“Can’t you come back later, you just interrupted something!” Sav whined.

“oh like you haven’t interrupted enough of mine and Bill’s ‘somethings’,” I mocked.

“Don’t remind me,” she cringed. “What do you want?”

“First off, stop avoiding me! I thought you came all this way to see me as well, not just Tom,” I said, tapping my foot in slight anger.

“I’m not avoiding you,” Sav said, eyes lowering and avoiding eye contact.

“Of course not,” was my sarcastic reply. “Anyway…Tom do you mind me stealing Sav for a while?”

He looked up at me and smirked slightly, biting his lip in contemplation. He unconsciously licked his lip ring…for no special reason other than the fact that it had become a major habit of his when he was contemplating but this time that little movement had my knees go weak…

Just what I needed, the blobs sending me into overdrive over their own uncle. I grabbed Sav’s wrist and forcefully dragged her away.

She finally complied after noticing I was serious. We sat down on two seats slightly away from everyone else so we could talk in privacy.

“Ok, spill it,” I demanded.

“What?” Sav naively responded.

“Don’t play dumb. Something happened, and now Tom’s telling the world its official that you two are together. Spill it!”

She blushed and ducked her head. Oh she could never hide something from me; I always managed to get it out of her in the end. “Ok, something happened last week.”

“Mhhmm,” I said, encouraging her to continue.

“That’s it,” she said, looking up at me. The look in my eyes must’ve clued her into knowing I wouldn’t take that as it. “Fine…we slept together.”

“You mean…as in…?” I asked, eyes wide in shock. She nodded and I squealed in an uncharacteristic way. “When!?”

“The night after that party thing,” she replied, a grin forming upon her lips.

“How was it?” I asked eagerly.

“Oh it was the best thing I’ve ever done!” she replied. “It started out so angry though, we were fighting and stuff and one thing led to another and…”

“Dot, Dot, Dot!” I exclaimed happily. She squealed in response, seeming to bounce with happiness. “Wait…I’m still 100% the only pregnant person among us…right?”

“Yes… we weren’t that stupid!” Sav exclaimed, rolling her eyes. “We were careful.”

“So were me and Bill…we were just unlucky,” I replied, scoffing. “But back to you. So you and Tom are officially….more than just trying things out or whatever?”

“Yes!” she replied happily. “We’re dating. He’s my boyfriend!”

“And he just told the entire world,” I replied. “Wow Sav, get ready for hate. But I’m so happy for you…can I just say…finally!”

“I know!” she replied, giggling. “It took him long enough!! And he seemed so reluctant to do it. But then he said it’s because he was waiting for me and he’d wait forever.”

We giggled at the sappiness of Tom which was uncharacteristic of him at the best of times. “Oh Sav, I’m so happy for you! But its official, from now on we don not get rooms next to one another…I don’t need to be kept up ever night.”

“Oh like you wouldn’t keep us up!” Sav exclaimed. “Every minute you two are at it!”

“What?” I exclaimed, shocked. “No we’re not!”

“Yes you are!” Sav replied. “This week all you’ve done is spend all your time in bed with him! If that’s not usual then…what the hell is going on with you?”

“What?” I asked…as far as I knew, I was the normal one here! She was the one with the big news, and I told her so.

“No, I mean why are you acting weird?” at my confused look she rolled her eyes. “Why do you keep attacking Bill in such a lust-filled manner?”

“Oh…that,” I had the good graces to blush before replying. “Its these bloody babies. I spoke to the doctor about it last visit…what an awkward conversation! She said its normal that as the babies develop, hormone levels increase yadda yadda eventually leading to an overactive sex drive.”

“Meaning…?”

“Meaning I’m basically hot for anyone in an excessive manner,” I rolled my eyes.

“Does Bill know?”

“Of course he knows, he’s been exploiting it as much as possible,” I said though a grin was playing upon my lips.

“I’m sure you’ve been complaining,” she replied, nudging me playfully, I whacked her back and she grinned. “Still, it explains why I’ve hardly seen you this week.”

“Shut up, its unbearable!” I cried. “Not the fact I’m so hot for Bill…I could spend forever in bed with him…but it’s the fact that I’m getting so hot for other people! Even Tom can get my heart racing.”

“What?” Sav asked…that got her attention.

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t. He’s like a brother to me, it’d be dead wrong!” I exclaimed, shuddering slightly. “But it still gets to me…fucking hormones. Ok I looked at Jost the other day and thought ‘hmm, if you were a bit younger I’d so do you’…I need help!”

“Does Bill know you have the hots for others?” she asked.

“Yeah, I explained it to him. I told him it doesn’t mean I actually want to sleep with them, my body’s just going fucked up,” I said.

“What did he say?”

“He said if anyone gets me going, to just come find him and he’ll take care of things,” I replied, shaking my head.

“I reckon by the time these blobs come along, poor Bill will be exhausted,” she giggled.

“Probably; not that he’s complaining.” I glanced over to where Bill sat as I spoke and almost chocked on the air I was breathing in. He was slumped over, relaxing with his long legs spread out taking up half the walkway. As I turned, he was obviously shifting to get more comfortable and I watched as his hips shimmied around on the chair. His eyes were full of dark concentration and, to top it off, he was clutching his tongue ring between his teeth. He glanced up once comfortable and locked eyes with me. His eyes were beautiful as always and electric currents flowed through my body at the eye contact we shared.

A hard nudge in the ribs brought me back and I shook my head briefly.

“wow, I see what you mean,” Sav giggled. “Hey, no joining the mile high club on this flight…the plane is small enough, we’d all hear you and know what’s going on.”

“Yes mother,” I replied cheekily. Before our conversation could continue, the pilot was calling us, informing us that the private jet was ready to take off.

It was the longest flight I’d ever been on. Fourteen hours dragged out into forty or more. Stuck in a small tin airplane with four boys as my hormones raved on; oh no, things weren’t uncomfortable at all. And Bill understood the predicament and he was not helping in the least…with those sexy looks, little smirks and just…breathing!

Finally, we landed in Germany and had a three hour wait before our flight to Malta would take me, Sav and the twins off to meet our family. Georg and Gustav were returning home for two weeks before jetting off to some remote place in the world…they’d refused to tell us, fearing we might join them. They were hilarious…truly.

Three hours later, we bored the plane, I a bit calmer and Bill a bit more ruffled but all better than before.

The flight to Malta was just over two hours long which we all appreciated considering we’d just spent fourteen hours on a plane and didn’t want to stay on one much longer.

We landed at Malta International Airport and quickly exited the plane, heading through customs and down the baggage claim. For once, we weren’t being tailed by security…they believed Malta lacked fans of course and so the twins would be safe, especially as it was the end of October, so peak tourist season had been over for a month.

It took us 20 minutes to gather all of our bags as, in true Bill fashion, he’d decided that for a three week stay he needed four bags; one for each week and an extra just in case. How we were all going to fit into the car was a mystery to me.

Of course our parents were picking us up and we were staying at home for at least the first few nights, meaning Sav and Tom would go their separate ways once we left the airport though we’d meet up with them the next day after some well deserved rest. My mum had assured us she’d pick us up, but that meant we had no space in the car…her little blue Peugeot could barely fit four people in, let alone three with six bags!

We walked through the doors marked “Nothing To Declare” and down the long hallway. Looming before us were the electronic doors which would slide open as we approached them. Each step felt, to me, as though we were walking towards certain doom. I hadn’t seen my mother in almost a year, so to turn up pregnant was terrifying, even though she knew.

We approached the doors and, on queue, they swung open. We stepped out into the bright bustling airport and my heart leapt into my throat as my eyes landed upon the familiar people crowding the front area…

…there they were, the lunatic clan and insane Asylum outpatients…better know as our families.

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questions? comments? criticism? let me know!! i love comments. Also the thing in here, about being really horny when pregnant is a real thing...a friend of mine always complained about it when she was pregnant...I thought it was fucking hilarious how worked up she got so thought it'd make for good reading XD! Let me know what you think!! Thanks!

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i totally love it plus you're an amazing writer.
i want more pls
and tell me this how the hell can (at least me) I complain or critisise when its a perfect story seriously im not exageratating.
more when you have time and you get inspired xD
I'm curious how will things in Malta go. hmm....
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its true u r an amazing writer!!!!!!!

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you dont know what you've just done to me woman!...especially after the infos'...yes and i CANT WAIT...PLEASE POST THE NEXT CHAPPIE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AGREE 1000000000000000000% WITH PAV!!!!

Dedicated to Sav for hassling me. And to everyone else who commented!! thanks loads guys!!! Unfortunately, the post was too long, so you guys get two parts to the same chapter ok. Again, this is the SAME chapter:

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The minute we’d gotten past the barriers, we were engulfed in eager hugs by or families. Sav disappeared within the eager grasp of her mother, father and, much to her great distaste, Gay Charlie whilst I was engulfed within four pairs of arms.

Bill and Tom awkwardly stood to the side as our families greeted us, then we had to swap as Sav’s family greeted me and my family welcomed Sav home.

Finally, the hugs were done and we turned to the Kaulitz twins. Although our families had met them before, it had only been once, so the twins were still nervous.

“Bill, nice to see you again,” my grandmother began. He smiled nervously and shook the hand offered to him. The tension broke then and everyone said hello to the twins, before leading us out of the airport and into the cool night, dragging suitcases and talking excitedly.

For the moment, my bump, which was beginning to show a lot more, hadn’t been mentioned, but I could tell everyone was discreetly glancing at it.

We reached where the cars were parked…how ironic, my mother and my aunt had parked beside Sav’s family car so we were still gathered as a large group in the parking area. It was a good job everyone came to meet us at the airport after all…it meant there was an extra car to load Bill’s suitcases in.

Finally, the bags had been stuffed in and we were idling around, just talking to one another. Tonight, Tom and Sav would go back to Sav’s house and Bill and I would return to mine.

Watching Sav’s family I could instantly tell her dad didn’t approve of Tom in the least and Tom could tell it as well, if the way he was grasping onto Sav’s hand so tightly it was turning purple was any indication. Her dad had obviously gotten the wrong opinion of Tom from his baggy clothes and dreadlocks, not to mention the whole rockstar factor. And indeed, in true parent fashion, he’d probably gone on the internet and researched Tom, meaning no doubt he encountered his reputation at one stage.

It had amazed me how she’d manage to convince them to let him stay over at all as her parents were very careful about her. But then, her mother had seemed to like Tom when she’d met him last, so it must’ve been her who convinced Sav’s dad, Charlie, to let him stay. In the guest bedroom of course as he’d so adamantly put it; no funny business was going to occur in his house. We’d laughed for about ten minutes at that…she’d had him on speaker phone so not only had we heard and laughed, seeing Tom go as white as a sheet at the threat had been even funnier.

His nervousness was beaming through now as he’d gone from grasping her hand to holding onto her arm, nervously glancing at her father. I knew the feeling, I’d been that nervous myself when I first met him…and I was just her friend!

Sav threw him a discrete glance, calming him down with the reassuring look in her eyes. She mouthed “I love you” and he seemed to relax at her words, though his shoulders were still tense.

Finally, the glancing and staring at my bump was getting too much for me.

“Well…isn’t anyone going to ask? Or are you all going to keep staring?” I asked, rolling my eyes playfully. The others looked sheepish as I mentioned the fact that I knew they were staring, but it was my grandmother who overcame this first.

She bustled forward and placed a hand upon my bump, pressing gently and feeling around a bit. She was fascinated with babies and bumps and the fact that she’d been a nurse made her more interested.

She smiled as she pulled away. “Seems healthy enough.”

“Yup, anyone else wanna have a feel?” I asked, looking around. Sure enough, one by one everyone came along and touched the bump. Oh how uncomfortable I was by the end. Finally, they’d all felt the bump, now it was question time.

“How far along are you?” Sav’s mum, Danielle, asked.

“Almost twelve weeks,” I replied. “and…we found out not long ago…we’re having twins.”

Silence fell at the bomb I’d dropped.

“Don’t look so shocked,” I continued, smiling at their silence. “No offense everyone, but, can we go? I’m exhausted!”

That got everyone moving. Suddenly I was being engulfed in hugs again as we parted ways with Sav’s family. When it came to Tom, I hugged him tight and whispered “good luck” knowing he would need it. Now that he was spending the night with them, he’d surely get interrogated by her family just as I had all those years ago when I first met Sav!

Finally, we left. We drove in silence; me, mum, my grandmother and Bill in one car with my aunt, cousin and most of the suitcases following behind in another.

They’d decided, in true weirdo fashion, to all cram into my mum’s small apartment and stay over night in order to spend maximum time with me; like they wouldn’t see me enough over the next three weeks!

So, just like at Christmas, we were all going to cram up. My grandmother and mother would share her giant double bed, my cousin and aunt would get the old bunk bed while Bill and I shared my double bed. It was going to be a squeeze and what a fight for hot water the next day! But it was up to them…it just meant we had to be really good…unfortunately.

Walking into the flat, I instantly felt like I was home though I hadn’t really lived here for two years.

I dumped my suitcase in my room before making my way into the lounge and collapsing onto the familiar comfy red couch, instantly kicking my tennis shoes off and curling my legs up.

Bill came to join me, sitting rather close as my family soon filed in, my aunt sitting on the other sofa as my cousin took the floor and my grandmother took the other end of the red sofa. Finally my mum came through, carrying cups of tea and coffee before pulling the wheelie computer chair over and sitting on it.

Ah…tea. I’d drunk a lot of tea from a lot of different places since being on tour, but the best had always been Tetley, straight from home. The warm liquid flowed down nicely and instantly relaxed me. What’s more, the blobs seemed happy as well.

We talked about things in general; how things had been going in Malta, their jobs, problems with the flat, my aunt’s post-wedding bliss, life on tour, all the countries I’d seen etc… I found it quite difficult to transition into English, considering for the past year or more I’d spoken exclusively in German. It took them a while to bring up the baby issue, but it finally arose.

“So how are things going?” my grandmother began. “Have you seen the doctor?”

“Yup, I’m seeing a doctor regularly to keep an eye on things and so on,” I explained. “Things are all fine so far.”

“Have you thought about what you’re going to do when they arrive?” she pressed.

“What do you mean?” I asked, eyebrow raised.

“Well, you can’t keep traveling like this. You need a stable environment to raise two children in. You need someone who can provide support,” she said. “You can’t get that from traveling so much.”

“Are you kidding me?” I exclaimed. “Of course I can. For a start I have Bill, Tom, Georg and Gustav there they all look out for me. And I’m assuming Sav will soon join us on tour as things are getting serious with her and Tom. Not to mention Dunni, Tobi, Saki, David…they’ve all promised to help and provide support.”

Bill nodded eagerly as I spoke. He hadn’t said much during the evening as he found things a bit overwhelming considering everyone spoke to fast and used slang a lot. I’d made it a point to talk at a normal pace for him so he was able to keep up a bit.

“Yes, they are all there for us,” he added timidly. I’d never known Bill to be shy so this was quite a new side of him for me. “And of course, I’m there. I would never leave her or anything.”

“That’s all well and good, but you can’t keep moving around. You need stability, a place to set down roots,” my grandmother smiled patronizingly as the others nodded wisely. “You need your family around you.”

“I know, but I need the father of the baby a bit more,” I responded. “Bill is committed to this and so am I. We will eventually stop touring just long enough for me to have the twins and heal and what not. We’ll stay in Berlin…Tom and Bill have an apartment there right beside the studio so it’s really convenient.”

“But that’s not healthy,” she pressed.

“But it’s what has to be done,” I shrugged. “Besides, David’s been so great. Every city we go to he arranges for the best doctor in the area to see me and ensure I’m still healthy and stuff. He said the minute they tell him something’s not right or I have to go home, he’ll arrange it all.”

“I think we have to speak to this man,” my grandmother said.

“I have,” my mum cut in. “He seems like a nice man but I don’t know.”

“Well speak to him again then,” I replied. I wasn’t in the mood for this right now and already they were hounding me…oh the joys of family. “I already have things sorted. The band goes off tour now for the rest of the year and won’t start touring till February. And even then it’s only a short tour in the countries closest to Germany because I’ll be further along then.”

They looked on sceptically and continued to rapid fire questions at me. They made it blatantly obvious they didn’t approve about my plans for the future. Finally it all became too much.

“Listen, I’m really tired,” I said, enunciating my speech with a yawn. “I’m gonna head to bed. These blobs really wear me out.”

“I’ll come too!” Bill exclaimed, standing up rapidly. He obviously wasn’t keen to be left behind, not that I blamed him; they were like a pack of wild dogs circling an injured rabbit.

We scampered out of the front room and made it to my bedroom without be calling back. We flopped back on my bed and sighed in relief at the peace and quiet.

“Ok, we’re never doing that again,” Bill said, reverting back to the language he was more comfortable in, German.

“It was a bit of a nightmare,” I replied, giggling. “Sorry about them, they’re just…”

“Being parents?” he supplied. I nodded and sighed, rolling onto my side and cuddling up against him, planting a gentle kiss upon his lips.

“So I take it you’re not in the mood for…” he said, trailing off as he gave me one of those looks.

“In the mood; yes. Actually going to; no,” I replied, grinning at him and kissing his nose. “Come on, I’m so tired I might just sleep like this, half on the bed half off.”

“Not a comfortable way to wake up,” he replied.

“It certainly wasn’t last time we slept like that,” I grinned in response, slipping my jeans off before sliding under the clean duvet on the bed.

“I remember we didn’t do much sleeping though,” was his response as he too slid under the duvet, snuggling up close to me.

It took a while, but finally I drifted off into dreamland, snuggling up in Bill’s arms, his warmth enveloping me and helping me relax.

Chapter ten part 2....damn this whole post too long thing!!! Just to let you know, cos this is so long, don't expect another chapt soooooo soon, I have other stories to write xD! Please comment!

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A while later I awoke, mouth dry and in desperate need of something to drink. Opening my door, I could see lights were still on and hear voices floating down the hallway; obviously they were still up talking.

I snuck down the hallway, needing a drink but not wanting them to know I was up. I was fed up of talking and just wanted to sleep. As I neared the kitchen, their conversation hit me.

“What the hell is she thinking?” I heard my grandmother exclaim. “This boy is no good for her and this entire situation is going to end up badly.”

“It’s all his fault. I knew, the moment she said she was leaving to go on tour with him, I knew something would happen,” my mum added. “I mean, seriously, what do we know about him?”

“He’s famous, German and that’s it,” my aunt supplied. “I’ve met him once and he’s been with her two years. And now she’s pregnant.”

“It’s going to end badly, I know it is,” my mum said. I could picture her in my head, shaking her own head disapprovingly. “I’m just so disappointed in her! I thought she had more sense than to end up like this! Can’t she see how much having children young ruined our lives? How much of a mistake it is?”

“Obviously not,” my aunt agreed. “If she could she would’ve gotten rid of them straight away.”

“Where did we go wrong?” my mum sighed. “All that money and time spent on getting her a good education and for what? For her to sponge off of some unknown man, have children at the age of twenty and become nothing more than some famous person’s wife. It was all for nothing.”

“And choosing him over being with her family when she’s pregnant,” my aunt exclaimed. “Of all the stupid things to do, that’s the worst. He’s a man, he’ll leave her soon enough. No man sticks around once you start getting fat or the responsibilities come in.”

“If he isn’t cheating on her already,” my cousin piped up. She’d always been a sly, jealous bitch; I guess this was her way of revenge. “On the internet there are all these stories of him screwing around. And so many pictures of him with different girls.”

“Well, I’m not surprised,” my grandmother said. “Boys like that are unreliable. He’s not good enough for her, never will be. Hopefully she’ll see it soon, leave him and come back home where she belongs.”

“It’s a shame she’s having these kids; they’ll ruin her life,” my mum sighed. “I just wish we could’ve gotten to her earlier! Help her decide to get rid of them. She doesn’t need this right now.”

“It’s not too late,” my grandmother said. “But we can’t do that, it’s her choice. We just have to be there to pick up the pieces when this sad excuse for a boy decides to leave her…and he will.”

“I wouldn’t exactly call him a boy,” my aunt scoffed in response. “He looks like a girl. I thought he was gay when I first met him!”

“Maybe he is,” my mum shrugged. “The way he looks at his brother…things are definitely weird there. It’s all a bit messed up. But then they’re both useless, wastes of space…this world doesn’t need more pop stars or whatever.”

“Especially not when they ruin lives,”

That was it, I couldn’t take anymore. I grabbed a small bottle of water from where it sat upon the table and crept back to my room, leaving a note for Bill, letting him know I was upon the roof in case he woke up. I crept out of the front door, letting it slip shut quietly behind me before racing up the stairs and flinging the roof door open.

The cool night air hit me and caused me to shiver, but I barely noticed it as tears ran freely down my cheeks.

I curled up on the ground, pulling my knees close to my chest and leaning against the low wall which surrounded the edge of the roof.

I’m not sure how long I sat up there but by the time I was aware of my surroundings once more, my body was numb from cold. I could hear someone moving around behind me and I felt soft material being placed around my shoulders. I inhaled deep as the familiar scent of Bill hit my senses before looking up into those familiar, chocolate brown eyes.

“What are you doing up here?” he asked, kneeling in front of me and pulling his jacket close around my shoulders.

I shakily told him about what I’d heard my family saying. By the end, I was crying once more and he pulled me into a tight embrace, rocking back and forth as I cried on his shoulder continually.

When my tears had subsided, he kissed along the trails, wiping away the tear stains as he went. We fell into silence for a moment before I found the voice to admit my worst fear.

“Can we really do this, Bill?” I asked quietly, “Can we really raise two children without screwing them up as badly as our parents have screwed us up?”

“Of course we can,” he whispered in response. “we’re not like them, Chlo. We won’t make the same mistakes they did. We’ll make mistakes but we won’t screw them up. We’re not screwed up…well, not much.”

I smiled at his attempt at humor before cuddling up tighter to him.

“Come on, gorgeous, we can do this,” he whispered soothingly. “We’ll make it through this. We’ve tackled everything else.”

“But can we really make it Bill…can me and you make it?” I pressed. “Will you still love me when I get fat, or when things get tough? Are you going to leave me for someone younger, hotter, thinner?”

“What? Are you crazy?” he asked softly. “You know I’d never, ever leave you. I love you too much. And I’ll love you forever.”

A fresh wave of tears overcame me and I allowed them to flow.

He smiled at me, before kissing the top of my head and pulling me close, resting my head on his shoulder.

“Running through the monsoon, beyond the world to the end of time.” His voice suddenly drifted through the darkness and I smiled as I recognized that song; the one song that had changed everything between us. The one song that meant everything to me.

“Where the rain won’t hurt,” he continued. “Come on Chlo, you know the words and you know everything I sing in this is true, it means something for me and you, you know that.”

I grinned at his overdramatic sweetness before continuing the song. “Fighting the storm, into the blue.”

“And when I lose myself I think of you,” we sang together, turning to look into one another’s eyes. “Together we’ll be running somewhere new and nothing can hold me back from you….through the monsoon!”

He pulled me up and into his embrace before twirling me around and dancing. We continued to sing the song and dance across the roof, our voices getting louder as we sung and our movements more erratic.

“I’m fighting all it’s power!” he cried out into the night. “Coming in my way! Let it take me straight to you I’ll be running night and day!”

He pulled me close, my body flush up against his as he looked deep into my eyes, moving the hair out of my face. “I’ll be with you soon…just me and you.”

“We’ll be there soon, so soon,” I continued. The last chorus was forgotten as he kissed me passionately, taking all my fear and anxiety away in that one kiss. He pulled away abruptly and spun me around so that my back pressed against his front and I grinned at what I felt. His hands encircled my body before resting upon my bump.

“Running through the monsoon!” he launched into the last chorus, all energy focused into the passion and intensity needed to fill my senses with love and desire. His voice had dropped in volume and now all he sang for was me.

“Nothing can hold me back from you, through the monsoon!” he finished, his hands pulling me close and his body rocking against mine, pulling me into its motion. “I love you so damn much. Everything they said isn’t true. Don’t listen to that, they don’t know me and they don’t know us. I’ll never leave you.”

“I love you,” I whispered. I turned around and kissed him once more, presenting my heart to him in that one kiss. He kissed me back and the world finally felt right again.

“Come on, let’s go back downstairs to bed, you need your rest,” he said when we finally pulled apart. “And perhaps tomorrow we’ll book into a hotel.”

“I think its for the best,” I replied before following him downstairs. By now everyone was asleep so creeping up to our room wasn’t difficult.

Once again we slid under the covers and cuddled up close but this time I had the hugest smile ever; I had Bill and I knew I’d have him forever…nothing could ruin this for me.

*cries at the romance*

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BILL!!!!! *hands an award to bill and claps*

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so cute and romantic
i want more ok i know you said it wont be soooo soon but still i need and want moremoremoremore
plsss
P.S. continue writnig Scarlet Temptaions pllllllllllllllllllsssssssss cos im addicted to all these fan fictions
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I'm addicted to drugs...I mean...TOKIO HOTEL

^^omg chloe!!!!!!! great chap!!!!!!!

dont wory if d next chap will be late....................

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oh man....bill is so overly dramatic in EVERYTHING he does, but

THIS WAS THE BEST CHAPTER BY FAR....

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