What Happens In Germany Stays In Germany

Nita’s POV

Ugh! Hangovers, not my best friends, more like that kid at school always stealing your lunch money and kicking you in the shins. Yea, that was a better description. I shouldn't of got drunk in the first place. What happened last night anyway?

I needed coffee and I needed it fast. I pulled my sleepy body from the bed and made my way down the hall towards the kitchen. I heard Jessica talking, but not to her self. I don’t think she was that crazy.

"Its so stupid they put that kinda crap on the TV." Who the hell was in my kitchen with her?!

"Jessa are you okay....oh...hey Tom, why the hell are you wearing Jessa’s clothes?" I asked cocking my head to one side, much like you would see a confused dog do.

"And good morning to you to Nita… I have Jessa’s shirt on because I ended up forgetting mine upstairs." He said in an oh-so-obvious tone.

"oh..."

"Anyways, I bet you'd like some coffee right about now." Jessica laughed pouring some into my cup. It smelt fantastic.

"So where's Bill?" I ask sitting on the stool beside Jessica.

"He said something about being wearing him out with all the face sucking you gave him last night." Tom laughed laying his now empty cup on the counter.

I could feel my cheeks turning red and those butterflies come alive in my belly once again. "Nein...I didn't suck his face..." I covered my eyes and looked towards the TV. How embarrassing… was I really so drunk I couldn’t remember kissing Bill? No…I remembered…just not how much. Gott I hoped it wasn’t a lot…or that he was mad about it.

"Well whatever you guys were at his -"

"Well at least he’s not in my kitchen wearing nothing but boxers and a girls shirt so...pfft!" I couldn't help myself but laugh at the look on Jessica’s face.

"We-"

"Well at least me and your fine friend here aren’t worn out." Tom joked.

"But-"

"Right, I bet you wore her out with all the stories I hear about you." I was still giggling to myself. Were we really fighting?

"Stories?"

"TANITA!" Jessica yelled, after being sick of us cutting her off and the comment I’d made.

I turned my head around to see a very angry Jessa, honestly if she held onto her cup and tighter it would of broken.

"...sorry...."

Tom’s POV

Oh mein Gott! What is wrong with this girl?! She’s sweet and everything but she starts a fight over everything!

"It's okay just stop the bitching....please?" Jessica smiled at her not very quite friend.

"Sure. I'm going to go and get a shower, I smell like smoke." She mumbled walking toward the hall where she had come from earlier.

"God… kids." I couldn't help myself but laugh at her small joke knowing that her and Nita were only a year apart. But if you didn't know it you would totally think different.

"I know, can't live with them and you can't live without them, believe me I know." I laugh along with her, my finger pointing to the ceiling towards Bill.

"So....."

I looked down at her tapping fingers on the counter, they were painted a pale pink color, long, clean. Bill would probably have commented on them, but that wasn’t my thing. Eyes were more a turn on for me…and believe me, Jess had a pair to kill for!

"So I was thinking....." I raise my eyebrow seeing her once bored face looking quite surprised as I was about to ask her a question. "Nah forget it." I smirked.

"No, no ask." She smiled back, her hand reaching across to hold mine. A sign to go ahead and ask her.

"No forget it, it was just a lame question anyway." I couldn't help but play my little game. Just to see the smile that was on her face and the way she would squint her eyes whenever I said no.

"Nein Tomi ask..."

"Tomi?" I knew there was a smirk on my face but how couldn't I?

She blushed, removing her hands from mine and holding onto her coffee cup again. "Well...well...its just a nickname."

"The only person who ever calls me Tomi is Bill." I laughed more to myself then anyone.

"So what was your question?" She smiled changing the subject, she had a plan of getting it out of me one way or another.

How am I suppose to ask her it isn't like a really big question so spit it out already Kaulitz!

"Wow that was the best shower ever!" Oh mein couldn't she of stayed in the bathroom for at least three more minutes?

I could see the look on Jessica’s face, yet it was still turned up into a large smile. "Well that’s good to hear Nitabear."

Nitabear? What the hell is with the nicknames?

"I guess I should go get one too, I hate smelling like beer." She laughed and walked to the hall. "Oh and you can just wait in the living room Tom...that’s if you want." she smiled, her head coming back around the corner.

"Oh okay.

Nita’s POV

I sat on the sofa across from Tom who was sitting in the love seat, a nervous look on his face as his fingers played with the remote to the TV.

"I guess its just me and you now Tomi." I smiled tapping my fingers on the arm of the sofa. I’d get him for arguing with me. You know what they say…paybacks a bitch.

"I guess so." he laughed, looking all around the room trying his best to not look at my evil glare.

"So how’s life Tom?"

Tom’s POV

"So how’s life Tom?" she smiled and crossed her legs lying her hands lay firmly in her lap.

"It’s good. And yours?" I notice a picture on the end table and stared at it for a few minutes.

"We're not talking about me Tom!" She said playfully but with an all too serious tone behind her voice.

"Well what the hell are we talking about?" What the hell was she getting on with? Was she always like this?

"We're talking about you and your intentions with my best friend." She was glaring at me again and I couldn't help but laugh at her. "Are you laughing at me Tom!?"

I cleared my throat and just nodded. The next thing I knew she was on top of me pulling my bandana down over my eyes and her hands pulling on my dreads.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I begged trying my best to push her off me.

"Nein Tom! Nein!" She laughed still pulling on my dreads.

"Good morn-" I felt Nita stop moving and I moved my bandana off of my eyes.

But before anyone of us could move Bill was up and out the door.