Hate, love, cars and mafia together in Tokyo /Tom Kaulitz story/

22. Bad decisions

"Ugh I’m tired, do we really have to go out?" Mellie whined as I giggled at her. 

"Yeah, you’ve been hung over for days now, you should do some fun except just sitting inside drinking coffee" I said and put on the final touch to my make up. I had on a pair of shorts, black converse, a loose military green tank-top and a bright-red checkered shirt and some pilot-sunglasses to that. I kind of felt cool today.

Mellie had put on a black dress with some chains on the shoulders and some accessories and high-heals to that. We both had our hair a bit wavy down with smokey eyes.

"Yeah I know but I’m not in the party mood" she groaned again as we walked out from the bathroom.

"Come on, for Bill" I chuckled and nodded towards him, who were standing next to his car. He was all dressed up in black jeans, boots, a red t-shirt with print on it, a black vest and a black leather jacket. Today he had his hair up in a fashionable Mohawk. Bill looked all excited with a huge grin on his face. I glanced over at Mellie who giggled.

"I guess I have to" she smiled as we came up to him. Immediately he threw his arm over her shoulder.

"You guys look really nice" he smiled and I gave him a smile right back.

"Thanks, should we go?" I asked and nodded towards his car.

"Yep, let’s go!" Bill said excited and we all sat down in the car, me in the back.

"So where’s Tom and the other two?" Mellie asked as Bill drove out on the highway.

"There already there, they saw no reason in not partying sooner" Bill chuckled.

Not many minutes later we were walking in, Mellie and I under Bills arms. People shot us glances as they were dancing or standing by some tables with drinks in their hand. The dancefloor was quite big, crowded with people and by the sides were tables and chairs were people sat.

We walked upstairs to where it was a bit quieter and the incredible big bar was located. There was more chairs, sofa’s and tables here and Bill led us through all the people. That was probably the first time I actually noticed, people almost seemed to be as scared of Bill as they were of Tom, or maybe just because they were brothers.

I concentrated and saw Tom sitting in the far end on a dark-purple sofa, next to Gustav, talking low. A small smile occurred on my face as we walked up to them, sitting down in the sofa as well. Bill and Mellie sat down a bit to themselves as I stood in front of Tom who smirked a little and moved to the side, showing me where I should sit.

I took my place and watched from behind my black pilotglasses how he snaked his arm around my shoulder, while continuing talking to Gustav. Tom had on a black t-shirt, light jeans, sneakers and a dark green scarf.

Even If I didn’t pay much attention to what they were saying to each other I didn’t mind just listening to the music and looking at all the random people sitting in this club. But in the crowd I managed to see a face.

A face that was familiar to me but I had a bit of trouble seeing who it actually was. I needed to get closer. I turned to Tom and placed my hand on his leg, trying to get his attention. He mumbled something to Gustav before turning to me with his big sunglasses on his face.

"What is it?" He asked. I couldn’t really ask if I could go to see if some person was a person I knew in this big place.

I licked my lips slightly, trying to convert a good sentence.

"I’m going to the bar, do you want something?" I managed to put together and even smiled a little to convince him I wouldn’t do something… stupid, as he called it. He looked over to the bar, examining it. I knew he would, he hadn’t let me walk out of sight from him since the last situation. It was bugging the shit out of me, but I it warmed me that he cared enough to look after me.