My Mom shouts up for the 5th time this morning. I groan as I slam my hand on my phone to turn of my alarm. I hate mondays. I get up out of bed and look up at my tokio hotel posters, "𝖨 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 2000𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗈 𝖧𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗅.". ♡♡♡
I finished my pancakes in one go (they were cold..) and headed straight upstairs to finish getting ready. I finished my makeup and put on my clothes for the school day said bye to my Mom and headed out the door.
I grabbed my earphones from my pocket and started playing '𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘯'. I put my hands in my pockets and continue to walk while scrolling on instagram.
"𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 2000𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗈..". As i was about to cross the road to get to the quickest route i always take i feel a sharp pain in my side and i black out..
"𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬..𝘰𝘸.." I grab my side when I realize someone is holding me asking me if im okay. I look up and its Bill fucking Kaulitz.
"𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘵!..𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?". I never realized I was looking at him with my mouth wide open and my eyes bulging out of there sockets. I couldn't believe it!!
He pulls me up and makes sure im alright with walking. I tell him im fine and he leads the way to a hotel they are staying at.
"𝘔𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦" . ♡♡♡ ---------------------------------------------------------- Hi!! I noticed the lack of Bill Kaulitz imagines/stories so I thought I'd start writing one! Should i continue with this story, or do you guys have anything you want me to add into the story or any upcoming ideas? 🤭🤭
