He's a star! || Bill Kaulitz

Just fucking?

Bill and I arrived at his house, Tom was out partying somewhere so we were alone for probably the whole night. We had a few shots before we danced and sang the night away.

"AND IIIIIIIIIII WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUU." Bill sang his heart out to karaoke as I sat on his bed, laughing, while I watched him sway to the song. His microphone was an empty bottle of Vodka. I was a bit drunk myself since we had literally finished that bottle that was already halfway gone. After he was finished the song played out as he sloppily kissed me.

"That was better than all your other shows." I laughed as he pulled away from the kiss to look into my eyes.

"You think?" He smiled as he laid down next to me.

"Yep. My turn!" I said as I grabbed the remote to turn on another karaoke song. I chose the song My Girl by The Temptations.

"I guess you'd say, what can make me feel this way?"

"MY GIRL!"

"MY GIRL!"

"MY GIRL!"

"TALKING 'BOUT MY GIRL."

I continued to sing the song while either looking at Bill, or closing my eyes. The song finished as Bill stood up, clapping for me. We both laid on the bed as we were now tired from all the singing. I closed my eyes as Bill laid in front of me, caressing my hair. He kissed my forehead before I eventually drifted off to sleep.

*time skip*

I woke up to some clanking of dishes downstairs. Bill was still in bed with me, so I assumed it was Tom. I slowly crept out of the bed and made my way downstairs.

"Hey." I said as I saw Tom flipping some pancakes.

"Oh hey. You slept over?" He questioned as he raised one eyebrow.

"Yeah." I nodded. A small smirk appeared on his face.

"No. We didn't." I laughed as he shrugged his shoulders and continued fiddling with the pancakes.

"Are you guys still just fucking?"

"Yeah, we haven't said anything about it. We're just friends."

"He wants to be more than friends you know." Tom said not bothering to turn around to look at me. I blinked as I looked at the back of his head.

"How do you know?"

"He's told us about you."

"Who's us?"

"Our band members." Tom quickly cleared his throat as he heard Bill's foot steps coming down the stairs.

"You didn't hear it from me." He whispered finally turning around to look at me.

"Good morning Bill." His eyes flickered behind me as he saw his twin brother walk over, his back turning after he spoke.

"Good morning." Bill yawned as he sat next to me at the table.

"Here you go. Do you guys want coffee or orange juice?" Tom asked as he placed two plates of pancakes in front of us.

"Coffee." Bill and I said in unison making us look at each other before we bursted out laughing. Tom went to fetch us our drinks as we continued to talk and eat. I couldn't stop thinking about what Tom said though. Did Bill really tell his friends about me? Does he want to be more than just fucking?