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LOS PERSONAJES INTEGRANTES DE LA BANDA, ASÍ COMO SIMONE Y ANDREAS, NO SON MÍOS, SON PERSONAS REALES QUE TIENEN UNA VIDA APARTE TOTALMENTE DESCONOCIDA POR MÍ. LOS HECHOS QUE AQUÍ SE CUENTAN SON SOLO PRODUCTO DE MI IMAGINACIÓN (en teoría).

Tom was so deeply asleep he didn’t notice his mother go away from his room. He’d finally managed to sleep, a night plenty of nightmares, but at least he was no longer crying his heart out. He kept on sighing and talking crap through his slumber, though.

When Simone went out of his son’s room, she almost walked into her other son, who was making his way to Tom’s room, with a strange look in his eyes.

“Bill…” She said, in a warning tone.

“Yes, mom?”

“You’d better don’t disturb him, he for some reason had a bad day yesterday and he’s just almost managed to get a deep sleep without waking for some random nightmare.”

“I’ll take care of him.”

“Sure, that’s what I told him when I saw him like that. He said you wouldn’t know about it. It sounded like he meant you wouldn’t care to me.”

“You saw him like what. Mom… was he so upset?”

“Upset? He was crying, for god’s sake.”

Bill frowned. Was his brother just pretending in order to hurt him or did he actually feel something? Maybe he was just afraid he might lose his brother. He entered Tom’s room without bothering to say something to his mother.

The room was pitch black, although it was 10 in the morning. The curtains were down. That was pretty much like Tom. It smelled of him in the room. It’s not that Tom stinked, but even just showered, he had a special scent that now filled the room. His clothes were on the floor, including the pajamas that he was wearing yesterday, as he could notice when his eyes got used to the darkness. He swallowed hard, that could only mean he or his mother had taken them off during the night, probably because he was sweating.

He adverted Tom was staring at him from his bed.

“You shouldn’t be awake.”

“You shouldn’t be in my room.”

“I just came to see how you were doing. Mom told me you had a bad night.”

“Mom is exagerating…”

“And she said you cried. I never thought something like that could ever happen to tough Tom Kaulitz.”

“…and you are being far too nosy,” Tom said, uncomfortable all of a sudden.

Bill sighed. It was a reaction he had expected. Tom would never admit he had feelings, because if he did so, he could end up hurt.

“So whatever. I was craving to take you outta here, and as far as you seem to be fully awake and ready to anything, you are coming out of bed with me.”

“No, I’m still sleepy.”

“Well, it seems you’re not getting any more sleep today, though. I’m not letting you have another nightmare.”

“Then come here and share the bed with me for a while. Afterwards we’ll go wherever you want.”

The black haired guy sighed and made his way to the bed. As soon as he lay onto the bed, his brother got tangled up in him and fell asleep. Both kept this way, curled up each other until midday.

The first one opening his eyes was Tom. He looked at Bill still asleep into his arms and he flushed violently. Tough luck he was his brother and could never make it to Bill’s heart in more than a brotherly way. But he now knew his twin cared and that was enough for him to live on. He’d just pretend he never fell in love with him. He stroke Bill’s hair and placed a soft kiss on his nose. Bill, who hadn’t been asleep at all in that moment, felt his heart would explode at any moment, so he decided to give up faking and opened his eyes.

“Hi, Tomi.. You fancy going out for meal?” he said, watching his phone clock. Curiously, it had been in his hand all the time, as if he was expecting someone to call, but he could not remember what was the deal, so he just threw the feeling to the trash bin, thinking that was it to be something important he would have remembered.

“Sure. Where?”

Bill made a thinking gesture to make it clear that he was concentrated on searching for a right place in his mind map.

“What about some restaurant at the mall? We can go shopping afterwards.” He saw the odd look Tom gave him. “…or we could go to the cinema, as I told you yesterday. There is this new romantic film…”

Tom gazed at his brother, raising an eyebrow.

“We can go shopping if we go to the scary one. How was it called?”

“30 days of night. It makes me shiver.”

“We have a deal?”

The black haired looked down to his feet, thoughtfully. He pretended he was thinking whether watching the horror film or not, but in fact he was thinking of the consequences of all that had been happening lately. He first was afraid that Tom was just playing some disturbing joke on him, but the things that his mother told him and the fact that Tom had kissed him when he thought that he was sleeping made it confusing to him. He was now considering that his twin actually felt something.

“Deal.” Bill offered his hand to Tom, who shook it playfully, as if sealing the deal.

He’d let time go by and then, he’d see if there was something else, or was only a bad taste joke. In the meanwhile, Tom wished he could know what was going on in his brother’s head, and when he heard that they’d go to the scary one, his heart jumped happily. As far as Bill was too afraid of anything, he would end up almost on his lap hiding his face in his neck. It worthed the effort (however it was not that much an effort watching his brother put on and off clothes) of going shopping.

“So, lets go down,” Bill said all of a sudden, snapping Tom out of his thoughts.

“Just.. Bill, would you do something for me?”

“Uhm, yes, whatever.” Bill frowned. What was his brother about to ask him to do?

“Would you..ehm..hug me?”

Bill sighed in relief. Sure he would hug him, he could hug him forever. So he did. They stayed like that for a while.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you yesterday,” Tom whispered into Bill’s ear. “You know I didn’t mean to, you’re so important for me.”

He pulled away from his brother slowly.

“I’d rather stay like this forever, but I don’t want to bother you.”

The small one looked at him and hugged him again. He couldn’t believe Tom thought he was bothering him. He was so sure Tom wasn’t joking anymore that he was about to kiss him, but Simone entered the room.

“Are you guys feeling better now? Bill told me something about you both spending the day out. Guess you’ll need money.”

She gave them some money which they added to the money that Bill had picked for the day. They left downstairs and walked to the nearest shopping center.

* * *

“What about this one?” Bill was pointing at a shirt, and Tom shook his head in denial for the twentieth time in the afternoon. They’d gone to the mall and they had lunch in an Italian restaurant. They didn’t try much of Italian food, as they had pizza, as always. Italian pizza tasted much better, though. Afterwards, they went to some shops, and Bill had tried on about twenty different shirts, but no one seemed to fit him better than his bare skin, and that’s why Tom kept saying he didn’t like them.

“I’ve tried almost the whole shop on, but for some reason you seem to believe that no cloth can fit me.”

“Sure.”

“I..Oh, hell, you will regret.”

Tom laughed. Bill was actually a little bit furious, which turned his cheeks red and narrowed his eyes. Tom was about to tell him that he didn’t mean it like that, saying that he was too ugly to find something fitting, but he decided against it when he realized that his brother looked cuter than ever.

“Do NOT laugh at me, you damn bugger.” Bill was already closing tighter his fists. That could only make Tom’s laughs louder. He was already holding his belly through the oversized shirt and making funny faces to avoid screaming.

Suddenly a strong pain in his head informed him that Bill had hit him.

“Now, will you stop laughing?”

Tom just looked at him in shock and disbelief. Had Bill just hit him? A grin fought to come out, but he swallowed it.

“You were doing that to disappoint me, right?”

“Right.” The older twin chuckled, earning himself a glare from his brother.

“Well, now you go out and pay for these twenty shirts and those beautiful trousers you had rejected.”

Tom pouted, but Bill still seemed angry, so he thought he’d better do what the Diva wanted.

After a good while shopping, they headed to the parking lot, carrying plenty of bags. Bill had taken advantage of the situation and had made his brother buy him almost the whole bloody mall. The dark haired placed a kiss onto Tom’s cheek, making him flush fiercely.

“Thank you, Tomi. I was craving for some new shirts.”

“Please, just tell me you didn’t say some. You could dress the poor with this and you would still have something new to put on.”

Bill giggled. When they left the bags safely in the car trunk, they went to the cinema, bought tickets for the scary one, which was about to start, and tried to get to it on time.

They finally were entering a damn dark room. That was fine for Tom, but Bill knew he would dread the moment that he had agreed to view a terror film.

* * *

It was almost the end of the film. It had been so scary that Bill was curled against his brother, breathing in his neck and not daring to look at the screen. He didn’t regret as he thought he would, though. The closeness was driving him crazy, not knowing that deep inside Tom’s pants, there was something growing, and deeper, Tom’s heart was pounding for love, drowning him into some burning feeling in his chest that just made him know that he could never again feel the same towards his twin.

But he didn’t kiss him, even though he wanted it so bad. He believed it would spoil a perfect day. He kept on pretending until he was safe in his room.