Rette Mich

- Lainey -

My first Tokio Hotel show ever and I got to spend it with my three friends. Can't get much better than that. But wait, IT DOES. It turns out. Tom Kaulitz, the Tom Kaulitz, likes me! It's like, seriously unreal.

We waited backstage with the boys while the crew put the equipment away. The club cleared out so a new crowd can come in. That was the rule apparently. Come to the show, you can't go clubbing with the boys. I wonder how bad the fangirls will be when they see us with Tokio Hotel.

"Guys. The club is all set up. You coming?" Tobi called from the backstage door.

"Ja!" We called. Kris was laying down on the couch, resting her head on Gustav's chest.

"Let's go." He smiled, helping her up. Deanna and Danielle ran out to the dance floor with Georg and Bill. Kris and Gustav slowly followed.

"Aren't you going?" I asked Tom.

"Nah. Don't feel like dancing tonight."Tom replied

"Then why did you ask if we wanted to go to the club if you weren't going to dance?" I asked

"Because you came…" Tom started

"Oh gee, Thanks!" I rolled my eyes.

"And I realized that I don't want the fans anymore. I want you." He said. He pulled me over to the couch and I let out a small yelp. He pulled me close and started kissing me. And I kissed him back. He started kissing more passionately, letting a moan slip every now and then. Tom leaned back on the couch, laying down. I was now on top of him. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and drew him closer to me.

"Hey guys you coming or--- AWH JESUS! GET A ROOM!" I looked up, and Georg had walked in on us. I sat back up and I was blushing. Tom was, too.

"Come on, let's go dance." I said, pulling Tom's hand. We walked out onto the dancefloor, with the bright neon lights shining everywhere as "No.5" by Hollywood Undead played. Kris and Gustav were sitting at the bar slurping down some alcohol. Oh something bad is going to tonight with those two. I better get sleep or Kris will never hear the end of it. Just then, Tom pulled me closer and started dancing.

It's official.
My life is now complete.

-Kris-

Gustav pulled me off the couch as we followed Danielle, Bill, Deanna and Georg to the dance floor, where "Lollipop" by Lil Wayne started playing. And that is when they all started grinding.

"No way in hell. Not to Lil Wayne." I said, my eyes widening.

"Come on, lets go get something to drink." He said. He gripped my hand and led me towards the bar.

"I told Amy this was the only time I'd compromise being straightedge." I joked. Gustav looked at me and smiled.

"Strawberry Daiquiri please?" I asked

"Blue Monday for me." Gustav asked

"That show was amazing." I commented, "So were you." I smiled

"So I guess you saw me looking at you too?" Gustav asked

"Maybe just a little bit." I said like a three year old.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but why were you crying during Rette Mich? And you held up your arm?" He asked curiously.

"Its just that…"Kris sighed, "That song helped me through a lot when I was depressed. Even though no one was there, I knew someone out there had to care. And when I met you guys back in August, that was the song that was playing. I held up my arm because I have a tattoo." I lifted up my sleeve and showed my tattoo that said "Rette Mich *8.8.08*" in a fancy font.

"YO! YOU GUYS! Have you seen Tom and Lainey!?" Georg ran over, spilling my drink.

"UGH! THANKS GEO!" I yelled at him.

"Sorry Kris."

"No. I haven't, are they still backstage?" Gustav thought

"Maybe. I'll go check." Georg ran to the back room.

"I really don't wanna know what they are doing." Kris giggled

"It's Tom. They are definitely doing something" Gustav laughed.

"True. True."

Just then we heard a door slam. Georg had the most peeved look on his face. What he walked in on, I don't wanna know. Tom and Lainey then walked out, cheeks bright red.

"Yup. Definitely don't wanna know." Kris commented

The next thing I know, Lainey and Tom are grinding to Hollywood Undead.

"Everyone used to do that at school dances. Even the creepy music teacher."

"What made her creepy?" Gustav asked, puzzled.

"Well, not creepy. Most teachers just hated me." Kris explained

"Why would they hate you?"

"I'm not sure. I mean, my LAL teacher loved me because I always had something to say. But the music teacher and some others, it was most likely the way I dressed. So much for teachers not being allowed to discriminate." I rolled my eyes.

"You don't deserve to be hated at all. In fact, all you deserve is love." Gustav said, leaning over kissing my cheek. I blushed again and smiled. Gustav chugged down the last of his drink and pulled me on the dancefloor.

"Lets dance." He smiled as "Don't Trust Me" by 3OH!3 came on.

"I love this song!" I shouted over the music. Gustav grabbed my waist and pulled me in closer. I just let him take control, as he grinded his hips into mine.

Danielle
My second time seeing Tokio Hotel ever, and it was better than the first, for sure. It's even better that I even get to PARTY with them! Bill took me on the dancefloor, grinding to a Lil Wayne song. I never knew Bill can dance so well. I stood on my toes, since Billa was so tall, and pecked his lips. He smiled at me.

"Hey bitches. Lesbians aren't allowed here. Get the fuck off the dancefloor!" Some asshole yelled. He looked like a guido, spikey hair, earring, you know, the usual.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"You heard me. You and your lesbian lover, get the fuck out!"
"Hm. Last time I checked. Bill is a guy, and I'm straight. So get the fuck out of my way." I warned him.

"Yeah. Whatever. I'm afraid of some emo bitch who dates a trann-" The dude couldn't finish his sentence. Tom turned him around, and punched him in the face and kicked him in the stomach.

"Dare you to say that again about her and my brother. You will end up in more pain than that!" Tom spat.

Bill looked shocked. He kept his hands in his pockets and he looked ashamed.

"Don't worry Billa, I still love you." I smiled, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and kissing him hard on the lips.

"Awh geez guys! If you are going to continue to make out, go back home!" Tom laughed.

"You're yelling at us, look at those two over there." Bill said, pointing to Deanna and Georg, who had each other's tongues down each other's throats, basically.

--Georg-

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tom and Bill point at us, glaring. I pulled away from Deanna.

"Wanna go get some good music on?" I asked, laughing. Making out to "Low" wasn't that nice, you know?

"Sure." Deanna smiled. I went to go sit on one of the purple couches next to Lainey while Deanna took over the DJ booth. The lights then lowered and All Time Low's "Remembering Sunday" started playing. Everyone started dancing slow on the dancefloor, as the staff started lighting candles.

-Kris-

The music suddenly slowed down to All Time Low's "Remembering Sunday". I let out a heavy sigh, remembering how much this song meant to me. How much this song reminded me of him. Gustav asked kindly, "May I have this dance?" His eyes sparkled. This seemed like an old fashioned romance movie, as corny as it is.

"Why of course." I smiled. I wrapped my arms around him and he wrapped his around my waist as we stepped in rhythm to the music. I placed my head on his chest, trying not to let tears fall from my eyes. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Danielle holding Bill close, kissing him, as well as Lainey and Tom.

"What are we going to do when I go back home?" I whispered, my eyes tearing up.

Gustav wiped the tear from my cheek.

"Komm auf, Engel, du nicht weinen. Stay with me. Here in Germany." He whispered in my ear. I smiled at him and kissed him on his lips, and he kissed me back.

"I love you." I whispered.

Third Person POV

The club was lit by candle lights, except at the bar, leaving the club very dim as couples danced on the floor. One of the bartenders was finishing off the candles, however, he did not realize that the bar where he was placing the candles was wet with vodka. He started placing them down one by one, already lit. The music blasted from the speakers, causing vibrations in the furnishings.

One of the candles fell on the floor, dragging the vodka with it, engulfing the bar in flames.

"Something doesn't smell right." Kris perked her head up, turning around, her vision being blocked by smoke.

"FIRE!" Someone screeched.

"I have to get my friends!" Kris yelled.

"No Kris! Don't!" Gustav called, worried.

Everyone started panicking, trying to evacuate. Deanna left for the bathroom during the song when the mass hysteria started.

"HEILIGE SCHIESSE GEORG! WE HAVE TO GET OUT!" Tom yelled, grabbing Georg's hand. He held Lainey close. Lainey looked like she was going to cry as she held close to Tom.

"NEIN! I am not leaving without Deanna!" Georg yelled.

"THEN GO GET HER!" Tom yelled, running for the emergency exit with Lainey.

Georg pushed people out of the way, trying to avoid the flames and breathing in the smoke. He ran as fast as he could, but the smoke was billowing thick. In faint sight, he saw a yellow sign that said "Mädchen". He shoved it open and quickly slammed it shut, trying to prevent smoke from entering. He found Deanna on the floor, passed out. He opened the window as wide as it could and swung Deanna over his shoulder. He climbed out the window as soon as he could. Outside there was a large group of people, huddling together. Tears welled up in there eyes as they hugged each other. Georg pulled Deanna out there and began doing CPR.

He opened her mouth and began breathing into her, trying to revive her. Her eyelashes fluttered. He tried again. Her eyes opened into slits.

"Where am I? Am I dead?" She muttered.

"Thank God, No." He sighed, relived.

"Deanna. Oh mein Gott." Danielle, Bill, Lainey and Tom ran over to them. Danielle hugged Deanna.

"Where's Kris and Gustav?" Deanna asked worried.

"They are still inside. I couldn't grab them." Georg said.

Danielle sat on the floor kneeling. She started crying.

"Please. Please, dear God. Let them be okay. Please!" She prayed

"They'll be okay. Everything will be fine." Bill hugged her.

While inside, Gustav continued searching for Kris. He saw a thin shadow appear in the flames.

"KRIS!?" He yelled.

"Gustav!" Her voice was soft. She started coughing.

"Kris! Come here!" He screamed walking for her. A piece of the roof fell in, surrounding Kris in a wall of flames. Gustav stepped back.

"GUSTAV!" She cried out in pain.

"Buddy, you gotta get out!" The fireman said, pulling Gustav away.

"Bitte! Nein! Mein liebst ist in dort!" Gustav yelled in German.

"We'll get her as fast as we can. You have to get out. The place will completely explode any minute now!" The fireman yelled. Gustav swallowed hard and ran out the emergency exit. He ran outside, kneeling on the ground in sorrow.

"GUYS! GUSTAV!" Bill yelled. They all ran towards him, group hugging him.

"We were so worried." Lainey cooed.
"She's still in there." He breathed.

"What?" Tom asked.

"Kris! She's still in there!" Gustav said, almost crying now. No one knew that he really cared for Kris this much.

"Will she be okay?" Georg asked, worried.

"I'm not sure. I hope so." He whispered.

Just then, the firemen pulled out Kris. She was passed out and laying on a stretcher. She had a deep red gash in her forehead. When the fireman brought her out, the paramedics rushed over, cleaning the blood on her face and attaching her to a breathing machine. The group stared in awe. Lainey and Danielle clung to Bill and Tom with tears pouring down their faces. Bill and Tom rubbed their backs, trying to sooth the girls, but nothing helped.

Gustav ran over to the medics as they helped her in the ambulance.

"I'm going with her." He stated.

"I'm sorry, hot shot, but you can't! She needs urgent care as soon as possible!" The medic said sternly.

"Listen buddy. That's my girlfriend, and I'm not going anywhere without her." Gustav glared.

"Fine. Get in. No one else though." The medic gave in. Gustav climbed in the back of the ambulance and stood up. The doctors tried stitching the gash in her head closed while she was still unconcious. They hooked her up to all these machines, to make sure she was still alive. Her breathing was fast, as well as her heartbeat.

"Stay awake. I love you." He whispered, gripping her hand.