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Lass mich nicht im Stich	By : BabyElle Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Tokio Hotel Views: 1369 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Tokio Hotel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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the damn plot made me do this...i swear!!! *beats muse* i would never do this to Bill, i adore him to much *hugs Bill* but then again...so read and review...please.....
Unfortunatly Bill(singer),Tom(guitarist),Georg(bassguitarist)and Gustav(drummer) are still not mine but..i'm working on a foolproofplan...and one that'll work to make them mine....but for now...their still not mine... :(

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Bill didn’t know what to do.

There he was sitting alone on a bench with nightfall nearing swiftly. He had a feeling that things were going to get worse. The thought wasn’t even complete or he could feel a raindrop falling on his dainty little nose. Wrinkling his nose he looked up to see dark clouds forming in the sky. “I knew I shouldn’t have thought it.” He grumbled. With that said the rain began to fall even faster to top it all a strong wind started to blow. “It just has to be karma.” He thought. Getting up he gracefully stood from the bench and started to search for a place to stay dry. By now he was completely drenched. People ran everywhere searching for a way through to find a dry place not paying attention to Bill.

“Just as well otherwise I’d be kidnapped by some crazy fans who want to do God-know-what to me.”(author’s note :: couldn’t resist putting this in ;) lol) But in reality Bill wouldn’t mind. He’d rather be accosted and dry then alone and wet like he was now. Preferably with Tom. Thinking of Tom reminded him as to why he was outside in the first place. He sniffed softly. Just thinking about his brother brought back the tears that he was desperately trying to hold back. Pulling his jacket closer to his body he tried to suppress a shiver.

“Don’t think of Tom. By now they know and for all I know their already searching for another singer to fill up my place.” He almost started to cry by thinking of it. He hoped his thoughts were wrong and that they would at least try to find him. But in his state of mind he wasn’t too sure of it. Surely they couldn’t miss him. He always got in their personal space, was always hyped up, couldn’t stop talking whether it was in private or for an interview. He always bugged them when they were practicing on their instruments, always hogged up the spotlight, always standing up front for a photo and showed off during a show. He knew they hated it. That they couldn’t stand it. Sure, they never complained and said they didn’t mind but deep down they hated it.

Trying not to think of it he continued walking feeling even more miserable then before. Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder startled he turned around. Standing before him were two girls in what was an obvious fan attire. Meaning a t-shirt with Tokio Hotel written on it together with the band’s picture underneath. “Can I help you?” he asked them politely. “Please don’t start screaming” he thought eyeing the girls who were giggling underneath an TH-umbrella. “Uhm… well… are you… uhm are you Bill?” the dark haired one stuttered not knowing how to say the simple sentence. Bill nodded slowly still praying that they wouldn’t attract any other persons.

“Oooh… could we like … uhm… have your autograph?” Typical, their standing outside in the pouring rain and they want an autograph. But Bill couldn’t say no they looked like they were about to faint of happiness. “Sure, where do you want me to sign?” Smiling widely the girls gave him a pencil and he signed where they wanted him to. Smiling back he thanked them for being fans and they walked away while looking back once in a while. Sure they were his fans and sure they were also part of his life but sometimes he wondered how far their adoration and love went. “I probably don’t want to know.” He said to himself shaking his head.

If he was completely drenched before then now he looked like he went swimming with his clothes on. Still searching a dry place he continued his search. By now he was almost at the other side of the city and started to feel uneasy. Suddenly he saw a rather unused motel-like building. Running toward it he nearly slipped on the wet footpath. “Just a little bit further!” Motivating himself he finally got to the building. Shivering he cursed at himself.

“Should’ve taken a thicker sweater with me.” He grumbled sitting down on what seemed to be an old char. Trying to keep himself warm by wrapping his arms around him he looked at the room. His eyes wandered around taking in everything that the room offered. Outside he could see the moon illuminating the place making a lamp unnecessary. Without wanting to his eyes closed, the whole ordeal taking it’s toll. Slowly he could feel himself slipping away in Morpheus’ realm. Unconsciously he curled up in the old comfy chair and dreamed. Dreams full of Tom, memories of long and barely weeks ago. It was a warm feeling that caressed him.

An abrupt noise woke him from his slumber. Around him were four shadows standing up, the moonlight coming from the windows behind them. ”Well well, look what we have here!” the most left shadow said. Before Bill could react the man snagged his bag away one of the other men grabbed Bill as he tried to get his bag back. “What’s a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?!” Another guy said while grabbing Bill’s chin turning his face so he could see him while another held Bill so he couldn’t get away. Piercing green-eyes stared at him and then Bill smelled a wave of foul breath. Only one word flashed through his mind. “Drunk” Indeed the four men were drunk but somehow still sober enough to know what they were doing. Bill tried to get his face out of the man’s hold but the fingers just gripped on tighter on his face. Strong enough to leave bruises on him.

“Oh no puppet, I’m not letting you go! You’re ours now!” The fourth man who till then hasn’t done a thing chuckled and teared away Bill’s jacket and cap. Struggling against the two men Bill somehow noticed that the first one was knocked out the alcohol already taking a grip on him.
Apparently the men didn’t like his resistance against them and the green-eyed one punched him in the stomach. Gasping for air Bill leaned forward dropping on the floor. The man previously holding him up kicked him in the back with his shoe making Bill fall down on the floor on his stomach. “I’m not going to let them win. Tom wouldn’t want me too!” With that thought flashing through his mind he turned around and swung his leg up. Catching the smallest of the three in the knees making him drop and hit his head on the counter standing behind him. Surprised the other two looked at their now unconscious friend staring rather stupidly at him. Seeing that they weren’t paying attention he tried to scramble away toward the door.

“Where do you think you’re going, you bitch!” Pulling Bill up by his hair they both almost simultaneously punched him in the face and stomach. Bill choked, the green-eyed man was holding his throat too tight making it almost impossible to breath let alone to talk. “Let… me… go…” Wheezing Bill tried to plead them to release him. “Oh no, you kicked our mate puppet. You shouldn’t have done that…” once again grabbing his face the man continued “…now you have to be punished.” The other man grinned dirtily at Bill and came closer making his stomach turn if it wasn’t already by the punches he received. The last thing Bill remembers seeing is a flash of silver metal and Tom’s face before blacking out with the sound of thunder. “Tomi…….”

“That one won’t be waking up soon.”

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Willl Tom find Bill? Will Bill be alright? And will they end up together?
*blinks* i have honestly no idea myself...but i'll figure it out...
review pretty pretty please!! *begs on knees*
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