Ready Set Go
Baby Bump
Marie’s POV
After leaving my dad and picking up the photo albums, which I didn’t dare to yet look at, I drove home and walked into the apartment with at least three in my hands. The guys were sitting down in the living room playing video games. I smiled and sat down next to Bill and he looked over at me and smiled.
“What’s that?” He asked, referring to the albums in my lap.
“They are photo albums, I went to see my dad and asked him where they were, I’ve honestly never seen how my mum looked, and I wanted to make a collage.” I said slightly, I didn’t want to go into much detail about what else my father and I talked about.
“That’s really sweet, may I look at them with you?” He asked. I nodded and opened the book to the first page. I looked at the image, it was of a tall woman, with a baby bump. She was just beyond beautiful, I smiled and brushed my hand over it.
“She’s beautiful.” I murmured and sighed. Bill nodded and grabbed my hand to hold it.
“I see where you get it from now.” He smiled and kissed my forehead. I said thanks and turned the page to find pictures of her and my father, holidays, and then an image of her holding me at the hospital before she lost too much blood later that night. This one made me, sad.
“I wish she wouldn’t have died, this is too hard.” I said slowly and closed it.
“Don’t worry, she must’ve been a good woman, If she were alive, I’d thank her for bringing you into the world.” He said softly before placing a kiss on my lips. “What about my dad? He introduced us.” I smiled and kissed him back.
“Oh, yes and him. Which reminds me, will you be telling him about us?” He asked, getting everyone’s attention. So much for not telling him about it. I hesitated and looked down.
“warum nicht werden Sie erklären ihm?” He asked, sounding a bit hurt. I jerked my head up and sighed.
“Because, today as I went to the office, he asked me how things were going here, and I told about how each of you take me out a night, and he then pretty much made it clear he doesn’t want me to date any of you….meaning he doesn’t want me with you, but he doesn’t know, so I told him I understood.” I said to the guys and directed the last part to Bill.
“Why doesn’t he want you with any of us? I mean- Bill.” Tom asked.
“He said, an I quote, ‘They're a touring band. You'll just get hurt’ “ I said, slightly frustrated with my father now.
“I would never do such a thing1 Who am I? TOM?!” Bill shouted, getting a glare from Tom and laughs from Georg and Gustav and I.
“Arschloch! Sie wissen, da ich nicht Ventilatoren tue!” Tom yelled and tackled Bill. I shook my head at them as they wrestled on the floor.
“ANYWAYS, when my dad’s around, do not say anything about Bill and I, got it?” I said to Georg and Gustav, who nodded.
“Good.” I sighed and yawned.
“Someone’s tired.” Gustav chuckled. I nodded and sat up and grabbed my photo albums.
“I’m going to nap.” I said and walked into my room and tossed the books on my shelf and snuggled up under my covers. I drifted into a light slumber and what seemed like moments later I awoke finally, I looked at the clock and it appeared I had slept for 2 and half hours. I sighed and rubbed my eyes before getting up and grabbing my hamper to go do laundry in the wash room. After loading my clothes into the washing machine, I walked into the living room and looked at the boys, who were watching television.
“Im benötigt tuende Wäscherei, jedermann mich, für sie zu waschen?” I asked them. They looked up and shook their heads.
“Nope, thanks though.” Tom said and looked back at the TV. I nodded and sat next to Bill and rested my head on his shoulder and he kisses my forehead.
“I love you.” He whispers, Oh my god. Did he just? I think he did-did he? Oh my god, again. I looked at him and he looks down at me, with a hesitant smile. I didn’t love Bill. Did I? I know I really care about him, he was beautiful, charming, optimistic, caring, oh my god. I love him. I love Bill Kaulitz.
“And I love you too.” I smiled and kissed him. He deepened the kiss and put his hand on the small of my back and pulled me closer. I giggled a little and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Ew, can you two please not do that when I’m in here!” Tom squirmed.
After leaving my dad and picking up the photo albums, which I didn’t dare to yet look at, I drove home and walked into the apartment with at least three in my hands. The guys were sitting down in the living room playing video games. I smiled and sat down next to Bill and he looked over at me and smiled.
“What’s that?” He asked, referring to the albums in my lap.
“They are photo albums, I went to see my dad and asked him where they were, I’ve honestly never seen how my mum looked, and I wanted to make a collage.” I said slightly, I didn’t want to go into much detail about what else my father and I talked about.
“That’s really sweet, may I look at them with you?” He asked. I nodded and opened the book to the first page. I looked at the image, it was of a tall woman, with a baby bump. She was just beyond beautiful, I smiled and brushed my hand over it.
“She’s beautiful.” I murmured and sighed. Bill nodded and grabbed my hand to hold it.
“I see where you get it from now.” He smiled and kissed my forehead. I said thanks and turned the page to find pictures of her and my father, holidays, and then an image of her holding me at the hospital before she lost too much blood later that night. This one made me, sad.
“I wish she wouldn’t have died, this is too hard.” I said slowly and closed it.
“Don’t worry, she must’ve been a good woman, If she were alive, I’d thank her for bringing you into the world.” He said softly before placing a kiss on my lips. “What about my dad? He introduced us.” I smiled and kissed him back.
“Oh, yes and him. Which reminds me, will you be telling him about us?” He asked, getting everyone’s attention. So much for not telling him about it. I hesitated and looked down.
“warum nicht werden Sie erklären ihm?” He asked, sounding a bit hurt. I jerked my head up and sighed.
“Because, today as I went to the office, he asked me how things were going here, and I told about how each of you take me out a night, and he then pretty much made it clear he doesn’t want me to date any of you….meaning he doesn’t want me with you, but he doesn’t know, so I told him I understood.” I said to the guys and directed the last part to Bill.
“Why doesn’t he want you with any of us? I mean- Bill.” Tom asked.
“He said, an I quote, ‘They're a touring band. You'll just get hurt’ “ I said, slightly frustrated with my father now.
“I would never do such a thing1 Who am I? TOM?!” Bill shouted, getting a glare from Tom and laughs from Georg and Gustav and I.
“Arschloch! Sie wissen, da ich nicht Ventilatoren tue!” Tom yelled and tackled Bill. I shook my head at them as they wrestled on the floor.
“ANYWAYS, when my dad’s around, do not say anything about Bill and I, got it?” I said to Georg and Gustav, who nodded.
“Good.” I sighed and yawned.
“Someone’s tired.” Gustav chuckled. I nodded and sat up and grabbed my photo albums.
“I’m going to nap.” I said and walked into my room and tossed the books on my shelf and snuggled up under my covers. I drifted into a light slumber and what seemed like moments later I awoke finally, I looked at the clock and it appeared I had slept for 2 and half hours. I sighed and rubbed my eyes before getting up and grabbing my hamper to go do laundry in the wash room. After loading my clothes into the washing machine, I walked into the living room and looked at the boys, who were watching television.
“Im benötigt tuende Wäscherei, jedermann mich, für sie zu waschen?” I asked them. They looked up and shook their heads.
“Nope, thanks though.” Tom said and looked back at the TV. I nodded and sat next to Bill and rested my head on his shoulder and he kisses my forehead.
“I love you.” He whispers, Oh my god. Did he just? I think he did-did he? Oh my god, again. I looked at him and he looks down at me, with a hesitant smile. I didn’t love Bill. Did I? I know I really care about him, he was beautiful, charming, optimistic, caring, oh my god. I love him. I love Bill Kaulitz.
“And I love you too.” I smiled and kissed him. He deepened the kiss and put his hand on the small of my back and pulled me closer. I giggled a little and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Ew, can you two please not do that when I’m in here!” Tom squirmed.
♠ ♠ ♠
Okay dudes, we need more comments, i sure as hell no we have a lot of subscribers and readers, if you are a subscriber, im fairly dissapointed you dont give us feedback and comments, if you really did like the story so much youd subscribe, you would also comment.Translations:
warum nicht werden Sie erklären ihm?=why aren't you going to tell him?
Arschloch! Sie wissen, daß ich nicht Ventilatoren tue!= asshole! You know i dont do fans!