You're Automatic.

Tom was still gone and it was getting late. I figured he was out doing "his thing" and getting a groupie, which was a slightly uncomfortable thought when I knew that he liked me. It also hurt a little bit, thinking that could be what he was doing, but it was nowhere near the same amount of hurt that I had felt when Bill had basically told me he didn't like me.I looked from the cars in my hand to Bill across the table. He looked up at me and smiled. Unable to resist his gorgeous grin, I returned it. Why did he have to be so cute all the time?

"Do you have an aces?" he asked, looking at his cards. He looked up at me hopefully, then pouted when I told him to go fish.

I looked up as the door opened and in walked Georg, Gustav, and the missing brother. When Georg and Gustav saw me, their eyes widened but the didn't look surprised. That lead me to think Tom had told them what happened. They sat on the couch, Gustav right behind me with his legs on either side.

"How are you doing, hasi?" he asked, ruffling my hair then putting his hat on my head. He asked it casually but something told me he really wanted to know if I was okay. I looked at him in confusion over what he called me. "It means 'bunny'."

I grinned, "I like it. It's cute." Then I shrugged in answer to his question, "I can move. I can talk. And I'm still breathing. So I guess I'm doing pretty good." I snickered back at him, then turned back to face Bill. "Have any fives?" He huffed and handed me two cars from his hand, causing me to cackle.

Tom sat on the floor next to me and looked at my cards. It felt nice to have everyone around me, like I was safe and protected. It wasn't the same as when I was with Skye, though... Tom coughed twice and looked innocently around the room. When I looked at him, he rubbed his nose with two fingers.

"Hey, no cheating!" Bill screeched, glaring playfully at his twin and swinging his arm to hit him.

I smirked and asked innocently, "Do you have any twos?" I pouted apologetically and took his card. I looked at Tom, "Where did you vanish to?"

Tom shrugged, looking my cars over. "Nowhere, really. Just for a drive. Then I hung out with these two dumme Kinder," he stabbed his thumb toward Georg and Gustav, "while they played Halo." He looked at me with a smirk, "Why, were you worried?" He laughed when I stuck my tongue out but didn't answer. "What'd you guys do while I was gone?"Bill happily told me to go fish when I asked for a king and looked at Tom. He shrugged, "This. And tv. And we ate."Tom made a face and shook his head. "You two really stayed in the room all day? Wow, Billa, way to make our guest have a good time." He rolled his eyes and looked at me. "If you want, we can go do something out tomorrow. Maybe catch up with Skye. How's that sound?" He smiled at me.

I nodded and grinned, "That would be great! And, in Bill's defense, I didn't want to go anywhere. I kinda wanted to stay in." I stopped and frowned, remembering that the next day was Monday and I had school. And that reminded me that I had homework. I crawled over to my bag to check if Skye had packed my unfinished homework, nearly stopping and sobbing when I saw it wasn't there.

"What's wrong?" Georg picked up my cards so Bill couldn't see them and over looked at me curiously.

"Skye didn't pack my homework, and it's due tomorrow. If I don't turn it in or bring in a slip signed by one of my parents, it won't be good... And my essay for English counts for half my semester grade." I looked in my bag again, like maybe a magical homework fairy would peek it's head out and my homework would suddenly appear.

"Alright, calm down. I'll call you in sick for tomorrow and we can go get your homework while your parents are at work. Then you can finish it and we can all hang out." Tom looked at me and smiled. He looked very proud of himself for coming up with that idea.

"Yeah, but..." I didn't like the idea of skipping school, even if it was so I could finish my homework, but I couldn't think of anything else to do. I knew I could come up with an excuse so my teacher wouldn't mind, especially since I was always such a good student. "Alright, it just might work."

Tom laughed and leaned over, grabbing my arm and leg to pull me back over to the table. "Of course it will work! I came up with it and I'm never wrong." He acted like he was going to hand me back my cards, but stopped. "Hey, so... Would you mind telling us what happened now? I don't mean to sound pushy or anything." The mocking tone in his voice was all to clear as he rolled his eyes.

I didn't like that he was mocking my brother, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell them anything. I mean, they already knew who did it so what was the harm in giving them the whole story? So I told them what happened after I had left them and got home. They all watched me, completely engrossed in the story and their jaws dropping lower as I got further into my tale.

After I finished, they were all in shock. Except for Tom, who looked beyond furious. He stood up and stomped in an angry pace. He spoke harshly in German, and I was glad I didn't know what he was saying. After a minute, he turned toward the door and hissed something in German that made all three of the guys rush to his side.

"Tom, you aren't going to kill anyone," Georg told him, jumping in front of the door and holding his arm out in front of him.

My eyes widened and I jumped up, running over to him. I grabbed his hand and gave it enough of a tug for him to turn and look at me, "No, please don't! You can't kill him, you can't leave me!" His eyes darted away from me, but the expression on his face softened a little. It changed back in a second as he looked at me again.

"And what do you think is going to happen when we leave next week?" His voice was loud and bitter, and it stung; I hadn't been spoken to like that by anyone other than my step-dad and it sent me a couple steps back in shock.

I dropped my hands to my sides, wanting to cry. He was right, this was only until they left or Skye could find somewhere else for us to go. I hadn't thought about before, but Tom hissing it so bitterly made it so much worse than i think it really was.

I looked over as Bill stood behind me and hugged me tightly, putting his chin on my shoulder for a minute. He lifted his head and looked at Tom, "Sit down, no one's killing anyone." Tom glared at Bill but walked back over to the couch. Bill dropped his arms from around my waist and lightly grabbed my arm to pull me back over to the others.

"Are you okay?" Gustav asked, looking like he knew I wasn't but he didn't know what else to say. He gently pat my shoulder when I nodded.

"Has he always been like this?" Bill asked, looking at me. He shook his head in disbelief when I nodded. "How could you mom marry someone like that? How could she let him do this to her kids?" He was in shock.

"That's why I love Skye so much. He always tried to provoke Shawn a little more so that maybe I wouldn't get it so bad. That's why he looks the way he does, not just because it's the way he likes to look. He's always been more than my brother. He's like my guardian angel or something."

Everyone was quiet for a very long time, thinking over the story I had told them. Finally, I gave an exaggerated yawn and sighed. "So, where am I sleeping tonight?" The twins looked at me then each other in what said they hadn't thought about that yet. I snickered and laughed, "What were you guys doing before?"

"Rotating. One on the couch, one in the bed." Bill gave a small shrug.

I nodded. "I can take the floor then, I don't mind." I smiled and went to grab my things.

"No, we definitely are letting you sleep on the floor," Tom said, catching my wrist and pulling me back toward him. I blushed, landing in his lap, but rolled my eyes at his smirk. "You can take the bed with me tonight," he purred.

"No!" I ducked my head and cleared my throat. "I-I mean, no thank you." I could stand not taking the floor, and I was glad Tom said they wouldn't let me do that. But I wasn't exactly keen on sharing a bed with a guy that had a reputation like his.

Tom looked at me in confusion, his brows pulling together. "Why not? I don't bite." He smirked again, lightly grazing his teeth over my ear, "Unless you want me to."

I shifted away uncomfortably, "That's why. Bill told me about your one night stands and your interest in groupies. I'd just rather not be another one of those girls." I ducked my head again and looked at the floor, "I'm still... innocent."

Tom made an annoyed face and let go of me. "Fine, you and Bill can sleep in the bed. After all, he and his tiny dick are harmless." He crossed his arms, ignoring the slightly offended face his brother gave him.

I sighed and looked at the floor as I shifted from Tom's lap to my old spot. "I'll just take the floor, it really isn't a problem."

"Nein, Tom is right, we won't let you do that. When we rotate, you can just stay with me so long as you're worry about Tom's pants." He smiled innocently at Tom when he rolled his eyes.

I sighed and shrugged, too tired to argue it anymore. "Alright, fine, where are we tonight?" I grabbed my pillow from my luggage and held it close.

The four looked at me and gave me a look I hadn't received since I was about five. "Can I just say you look adorable standing there like that?" Georg said more than asked, chuckling. He yelped when Tom backhanded his arm. "What!? She does!" He stood up, rubbing his arm. "Come on Gustav, I think we've overstayed our welcome in the love shack." He headed for the door with Gustav behind him.

"So, where are we tonight?" I asked again, looking at Bill.

[FF; Bill's POV]
I hummed Monsoon as I pulled off my shirt and jeans. I thought about how awkward it would make Amanda feel if I slept in my boxers and pulled on a pair of black sweats then sat on the bed. It was kind of Tom to give up the bed tonight after hearing Amanda had gotten less than a couple hours of sleep on a cold bathroom floor. Part of what he had said after her story went through my head.

I didn't want us to have to leave Amanda but we would be leaving for Germany next week. If we could take her, I was sure no one would complain, but it wasn't really up to me and the other guys. I couldn't help but feel like something would just feel wrong with her with us, even if we had only just met her the day before. I couldn't help but feel something felt wrong without her with me right now. I shook my head at that; I couldn't help it, it was automatic. I chuckled to myself and switched the songs I was humming. It was then I realized just how nervous and restless I was, wringing my hands. What was taking so long?

I stopped humming when she walked into the room wearing a purple cloud tanktop and fleece pants donning cupcakes and candy wrappers. I giggled, "I like your pants, but they make me want sweets."She looked at her pants and nodded, but I could see a faint blush on her cheeks. I patted the area on the bed beside me, smiling when she walked over and sat down.

We sat silently, her pulling at a loose string from the bottom of her tanktop. "Are you tired?" I asked, hoping to just get her talking. She shrugged, putting too much focus on the string. I bit my lip, trying to think of something else to say. "I had a good time with you today. I think I could've beat you at Go Fish if Tom hadn't come and cheated." I chuckled nervously when she didn't say anything. I sighed, rubbing my arm awkwardly.
[End POV]

Oh my god. I really hadn't expected to walk in and see Bill without a shirt. I was so embarrassed, and I didn't even really know why. All I knew was that it was making it difficult to look at him, or say anything. All I could think about was his shirtless body next to me. He brushed my hair behind my ear and I looked up at him.

"Hey, now you look at me!" He smiled happily, looking at my eyes.,p>I blushed and chuckled lightly, shrugging. I returned his smile, unable to seem to do anything else whenever he smiled at me.

"Why aren't you talking?" he asked, some confusion and hurt crossing his face. "Don't tell me you're worried about sleeping with me tonight." He frowned, eyebrows raised.

I shook my head, "No, no, that's not it. The bed is definitely big enough for the two of us." I looked at the super king sized bed. "It's just... You kind of... Surprised me. That's all," I admitted as I looked at his bare chest.

He nodded and laughed, "Sorry. I can put on a shirt if you want me to?" He laughed again when I shook my head quickly and blushed even harder. "Alright, well, I think we should go to bed. It's late."

I nodded and rolled to one side of the bed, curling up with my pillow. I stuck my tongue out at him as he laughed at me then shut off the lights. "Goodnight, Bill."

I felt him climb into the bed and get under the covers. "Goodnight, Amanda," he kissed my cheek.