After endless adventures ... Bah, I prepared the fourth chapter! U__U
Title: caught red-handed (fourth chapter)
Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Torque: tom / bill
Prompt: 083. And
Rating: PG-13
rush out room with a burst of speed enviable also a sprinter, Tom hurried to the elevator and we literally jumped in, pressing the keys again with the shortness of breath, and the cardiovascular system recorded the average of a thousand beats per second. He had taken an immense weight from the stomach, only heaven knew what she was afraid of screwing up. He did not want the band to be dissolved because of him, he did not want a bunch of fangirls, though hopelessly psychotic and obsessive, committed suicide because of him, he did not want Universal to end on the pavement and destroyed half his fault and, importantly, wanted his brother to suffer for his fault. Now he finally had
the concrete possibility to repair the damage done: he would invent a plausible excuse, he would have cheated the paparazzi stationed in front of the auditorium and would have walked head on to the stage. He explained everything. And the press would believe him. And everything would be back in place. And he and Bill would not have had more problems.
An unexpected wave of optimism swept over him as he left the elevator and walked, almost impatient, the corridor that led him to the hotel room. At the same time, tens of miles away, his mother had just returned home from newsstand. It did not seem happy. Not at all.
opened the door of the room, the blond would expect to be attacked by a massive dose of insults, or at least of having to cope with the outburst of his brother on what was selfish, stupid, stupid, asshole, insensitive, blah blah blah, Tomi love you, too I love you baby, and they all lived happily ever after. The last thing I would have expected and that, in fact, was the scene that was in front, was to see Bill fulminated against nonsense words on the phone, tears in her eyes, before you run it with as much force was across the room, breaking into a couple of more pieces than they really were needed for a mobile work, but then put his head under the pillow, screaming and crying like never before.
'Bill? He asked with the greatest caution, breathing suddenly reluctant to go out regularly, preventing him from raising his voice just enough to secure a hearing on the other hand, as he hurried down on the bed beside him. "What happened? It is my fault? Bill, I did not, really. "
In response, the Moor began to sob even louder, and then raise his head from under the pillow and throw dead weight to Tom, this time sinking his head into his shirt is soaking wet. Neither could tell what had remained in that position could have been spent as second hour, Bill and Tom cried to stroke his head in an attempt to calm him down.
"Mother. 'Moaned, finally, the smaller of the two other between sobs, trying to catch his breath.
"Eh? "Asked Tom uncertain, not fully convinced that he had heard right.
"Mother. "Repeated Bill, this time with a voice trembling slightly less clear. "He called his mother. "
" ... Ah. "Muttered the blonde with little conviction. And many greetings to the wave of optimism. "What did he say? "
" she missed so much and wants to invite us to dinner ... Tom, in your opinion, what the fuck you want to have said?! "Bill yelled at the edge of hysteria. "Have you seen the papers. Did you see those fucking papers! "
" I understand, Bill. I mean, what the newspapers said ? "
" He ... He asked if they were true. "Murmured the dark, his voice was drowned out by pressing so hard on the shirt of the other. "I told you ... I said yes. Snapped immediately seated, moving away from Tom but keeping your hands close to the edge of the shirt and pull it from time to time, while filming a crying profusely. "Excuse me, Tomi, I'm sorry! You know that I can not tell lies to mom! "
Tom sighed, took a deep breath and pulled back toward his brother, tight. "And then? "
" And then ... And then he started screaming. He said it was your fault, you said you're a bad brother. He said that no longer wants to see. He said that we are deficient, he said that I suck. "Bill sighed, his head rested on his shoulder. "Tomi, was the mother to say ..."
'Bill. "Whispered the major, not even stopping for a moment to pass his hand through his hair. "Listen. You'll be fine. The mother will calm down, those things do not really think: was just shocked. Calls for it, I'll explain everything, and things put away, okay? I promise. "
" The mother should not import, should love each other the same. Not what your work? "Asked the tiny voice, as he crouched in the embrace of his brother even more. "I do not want us to leave her, Tomi, I will not. "
" It will not happen, Bill. "Tom assured her.
Bill had a phobia of being alone: it was when Jorge had gone home, leaving them alone with their mother, who lived continuously in pure terror. The thought of being abandoned at any time did not give him relentlessly, until it became paranoid clung to Tom in any circumstance, even at the cost of being ridiculed by everyone when he walked through the corridors of school hand in hand with his brother, did not pass rarely more than three days away from home, unless it was absolutely necessary (where necessary was intended forced the hard way), the few times that he did , called Simone at least four times a day, almost as if at that time were afraid of being forgotten by the mother. Things, even after a decade, had not changed much: Bill, eighteen years old, continued to call many times a week, just to make sure that she asked him how he was, and with that last phone call, had collapsed the world on him.
"Do not sulk, puppy. 'S brother greater smiled and pulled back just enough to pop a kiss on the forehead. "I'll put everything in place, it's the last thing I do. "
" I can not, Tomi. "Bill shook his head weakly. "I do not just combines. The mother does not want me to speak. The fans hate me. David wants to strangling ... And now that everyone knows about us, you'll leave me. "
" Do not tell, do not think even as a joke. "Tom interrupted him. "I said I will put everything in place, and I will. We will do it. "
" Mh. "Bill muttered, lowering his head.
"Come on. I love beautiful and without puffy eyes, or else figure that I do do? "The blond smiled prendedogli his head in his hands and passing his thumbs on her cheeks to dry. "David has established a press release tomorrow. "
" But you are stupid?! "Snapped the dark pulling back and looking at him with eyes wide open. "You want to see me freak out before hundreds of journalists?! No, Tom, I can not. "
" Misery, how many times do I have to repeat again? "Tom snorted. "Leave it to me and everything will be fine. "
" Oh yeah, you're idea what it was all a misunderstanding . "Muttered Bill putting a grudge.
"Touché. Bill, do the serious person, we do not have many other alternatives. It is the only way to cool off the crowd and stay together. "
" Sorry. "Piped the child, crouching back in the arms of his brother. "Lets not fight anymore, please? "
" If you ask me with those sweet eyes, I can not say no. "Promised the blond, tight.
"Thank you, Tomi. I love you. "Whispered closing his eyes and pulling up the nose.
"Me too. You do not know what. "Tom smiled, and a couple of seconds after Bill had that ready-asleep.
In the end, as had been predicted. And the next day would be spun smoothly. The reporters would have thought of everything. And then? Maybe they'd managed to get back to normal. And if journalists have proved tougher than expected? And if it were proved useless? And ... and ... and ... there were a myriad of variations, but Tom decided scrollarsele the head and to ignore them. Would have ended up all right, because she had promised Bill.
And if you were wrong?
the concrete possibility to repair the damage done: he would invent a plausible excuse, he would have cheated the paparazzi stationed in front of the auditorium and would have walked head on to the stage. He explained everything. And the press would believe him. And everything would be back in place. And he and Bill would not have had more problems.
An unexpected wave of optimism swept over him as he left the elevator and walked, almost impatient, the corridor that led him to the hotel room. At the same time, tens of miles away, his mother had just returned home from newsstand. It did not seem happy. Not at all.
opened the door of the room, the blond would expect to be attacked by a massive dose of insults, or at least of having to cope with the outburst of his brother on what was selfish, stupid, stupid, asshole, insensitive, blah blah blah, Tomi love you, too I love you baby, and they all lived happily ever after. The last thing I would have expected and that, in fact, was the scene that was in front, was to see Bill fulminated against nonsense words on the phone, tears in her eyes, before you run it with as much force was across the room, breaking into a couple of more pieces than they really were needed for a mobile work, but then put his head under the pillow, screaming and crying like never before.
'Bill? He asked with the greatest caution, breathing suddenly reluctant to go out regularly, preventing him from raising his voice just enough to secure a hearing on the other hand, as he hurried down on the bed beside him. "What happened? It is my fault? Bill, I did not, really. "
In response, the Moor began to sob even louder, and then raise his head from under the pillow and throw dead weight to Tom, this time sinking his head into his shirt is soaking wet. Neither could tell what had remained in that position could have been spent as second hour, Bill and Tom cried to stroke his head in an attempt to calm him down.
"Mother. 'Moaned, finally, the smaller of the two other between sobs, trying to catch his breath.
"Eh? "Asked Tom uncertain, not fully convinced that he had heard right.
"Mother. "Repeated Bill, this time with a voice trembling slightly less clear. "He called his mother. "
" ... Ah. "Muttered the blonde with little conviction. And many greetings to the wave of optimism. "What did he say? "
" she missed so much and wants to invite us to dinner ... Tom, in your opinion, what the fuck you want to have said?! "Bill yelled at the edge of hysteria. "Have you seen the papers. Did you see those fucking papers! "
" I understand, Bill. I mean, what the newspapers said ? "
" He ... He asked if they were true. "Murmured the dark, his voice was drowned out by pressing so hard on the shirt of the other. "I told you ... I said yes. Snapped immediately seated, moving away from Tom but keeping your hands close to the edge of the shirt and pull it from time to time, while filming a crying profusely. "Excuse me, Tomi, I'm sorry! You know that I can not tell lies to mom! "
Tom sighed, took a deep breath and pulled back toward his brother, tight. "And then? "
" And then ... And then he started screaming. He said it was your fault, you said you're a bad brother. He said that no longer wants to see. He said that we are deficient, he said that I suck. "Bill sighed, his head rested on his shoulder. "Tomi, was the mother to say ..."
'Bill. "Whispered the major, not even stopping for a moment to pass his hand through his hair. "Listen. You'll be fine. The mother will calm down, those things do not really think: was just shocked. Calls for it, I'll explain everything, and things put away, okay? I promise. "
" The mother should not import, should love each other the same. Not what your work? "Asked the tiny voice, as he crouched in the embrace of his brother even more. "I do not want us to leave her, Tomi, I will not. "
" It will not happen, Bill. "Tom assured her.
Bill had a phobia of being alone: it was when Jorge had gone home, leaving them alone with their mother, who lived continuously in pure terror. The thought of being abandoned at any time did not give him relentlessly, until it became paranoid clung to Tom in any circumstance, even at the cost of being ridiculed by everyone when he walked through the corridors of school hand in hand with his brother, did not pass rarely more than three days away from home, unless it was absolutely necessary (where necessary was intended forced the hard way), the few times that he did , called Simone at least four times a day, almost as if at that time were afraid of being forgotten by the mother. Things, even after a decade, had not changed much: Bill, eighteen years old, continued to call many times a week, just to make sure that she asked him how he was, and with that last phone call, had collapsed the world on him.
"Do not sulk, puppy. 'S brother greater smiled and pulled back just enough to pop a kiss on the forehead. "I'll put everything in place, it's the last thing I do. "
" I can not, Tomi. "Bill shook his head weakly. "I do not just combines. The mother does not want me to speak. The fans hate me. David wants to strangling ... And now that everyone knows about us, you'll leave me. "
" Do not tell, do not think even as a joke. "Tom interrupted him. "I said I will put everything in place, and I will. We will do it. "
" Mh. "Bill muttered, lowering his head.
"Come on. I love beautiful and without puffy eyes, or else figure that I do do? "The blond smiled prendedogli his head in his hands and passing his thumbs on her cheeks to dry. "David has established a press release tomorrow. "
" But you are stupid?! "Snapped the dark pulling back and looking at him with eyes wide open. "You want to see me freak out before hundreds of journalists?! No, Tom, I can not. "
" Misery, how many times do I have to repeat again? "Tom snorted. "Leave it to me and everything will be fine. "
" Oh yeah, you're idea what it was all a misunderstanding . "Muttered Bill putting a grudge.
"Touché. Bill, do the serious person, we do not have many other alternatives. It is the only way to cool off the crowd and stay together. "
" Sorry. "Piped the child, crouching back in the arms of his brother. "Lets not fight anymore, please? "
" If you ask me with those sweet eyes, I can not say no. "Promised the blond, tight.
"Thank you, Tomi. I love you. "Whispered closing his eyes and pulling up the nose.
"Me too. You do not know what. "Tom smiled, and a couple of seconds after Bill had that ready-asleep.
In the end, as had been predicted. And the next day would be spun smoothly. The reporters would have thought of everything. And then? Maybe they'd managed to get back to normal. And if journalists have proved tougher than expected? And if it were proved useless? And ... and ... and ... there were a myriad of variations, but Tom decided scrollarsele the head and to ignore them. Would have ended up all right, because she had promised Bill.
And if you were wrong?
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