The still small voice and powerful young man crossed Yoko everywhere.
Not only she could hear it three hundred and decibels in his ears through the amps of the arena, but in addition it could also hear his real voice unamplified out of his mouth perfect, right next to her.
She then realized he was really there beside her, and he sang, his hand on his stomach, the microphone rolled between his fingers horizontally and staring straight ahead.
She watched from below, savoring every second of military that moment she was sure that nothing else in his life would not match, murmuring the lyrics of the song along with him after the his lips.
On the last words of the song, his voice cracking died in an echo that rang long into the vastness of the empty stadium.
He waited a moment without moving, then said a few words into his microphone, and extinguished it, sitting down next to Yoko.
She dared not even look at him, so shabbily she felt insignificant next to him.
space of a moment, she saw it a few weeks ago, listen to this song in your iPod by going to work, dreaming that maybe one day she would be able to shake hands with his interpreter.
He cast a sidelong glance and Yoko could read all the satisfaction that reflected her smile.
Her little heart almost stopped beating when Billy grabbed his hand and slid her long slender fingers between his.
She gave a little giggle and ran his hand mechanically into the hair to arrange them, without taking his eyes rimmed black nails white perfectly manicured the young man on his back with his own hand, like to make sure it was not a hallucination.
He again took the microphone he had placed on the seat next to him with his free hand and brought it to his mouth.
- Ok, I descended.
He dropped the hand of Yoko to the great regret of it, and she looked down the stairs, turning to smile at him again.
Yoko suddenly closed his eyes, thrust his head between his knees and tried to drive off the image that imposed itself before his eyes, but in vain.
He stood before her, head bowed back and the water was beading on his lips parted, she could even hear her gasping, lemony taste his skin at the base of her neck, smell her hair smooth flow through his fingers and his little body trembling against his.
She gently raised his eyes, he was now on stage, back to the arena and talked with his brother.
Yoko sighed and thought, looking around her in a few hours, she should share it with two dozen of thousands of fans.
She rose and began to descend the stairs to reach the pit leading to the scene.
Terry, Ian and Andreas were there, sitting in the front row of the bleachers, each with a huge slice of pizza in his hands. When
saw Terry rushed toward her, placing his hand on the lap of pizza from Ian who gasped without the little blonde there attention.
- Yoko! nan but what did you hear that! Cried her eyes shining.
- Uh ... what?
- But the song! Ahhhh I've never had so many thrills in my life!
Yoko chuckled thinking THE STATE in which it had set.
- not even imagine! She replied in a wide smile, eyes to heaven.
- Yokoooo we will attend the concert of Tokio Hotel from backstage! Murmured she, stamping on the spot.
Yoko laughed.
- Yes!
The little blonde grabbed her friend and hugged him.
- Thanks, thanks to you, it's crazy!
She broke away from Yoko. His eyes twinkled
and his big mouth displayed the smile the happiest she had ever seen.
- I come back, "said Yoko. I'll get pizza, I'm too hungry! By yourself or go? I'm not lost a thing of quiet ...
- For the scene, Terry said simply.
Yoko walked away from her friend and began to cross the pit by thanking God that there's supposed to have a lot of people among whom confused around the scene.
She got the top side and risked a glance at Billy, who looked absolutely do not, still speaking into the microphone silent hand raised to his ear.
She slipped backstage and began to search the room or was the food.
She found fairly easily, but when crossing the door, a huge vigil with a shaved head caught her by the arm and turned quickly towards him.
- Hela miss, what are you doing here?
Yoko frowned. It was not someone from the crew, was certain.
- Uh ... I'm with the band, I ...
- Do you have a badge? The cut he coldly.
- Well not exactly, but take him to see me or David Saki, they will tell you!
But apparently the vigil did not hear it that way.
- You can not stay here if you do not have a badge.
On his words, he drew Yoko through the corridors to the exit. It was struggling, groaning of "wait, I'm with the band, hanging at the end of his arm, wondering or DEVIL people were all the staff now that she needed them.
They left through the same door and approached dangerously toward the gate.
sought Yoko's first vigil that had missed the eyes, but she did not see him.
She knew that if she crossed the grid, it was bloody.
Suddenly, fans of the other side of the gate began not to scream, but screaming . The security guard stopped
big surprise, and looked Yoko corner of the eye as if she had caused this hysteria.
was just not possible.
The girl looked up at the little hands with painted nails black stretched across the grid and his pulse quickened when she heard screaming the dangerously named Bill.
She turned quickly and ... in fact, Billy had left the building and ran after. The vigil
Yoko dropped and walked away as and when Bill approached, feeling like he had done something stupid.
- All right, let go there once in front of them, breathless.
"She is with me."
The screams were redoubled and Yoko saw a lot of girls come running from everywhere and cluster around fans already crowded outside the gate.
He grabbed her by the wrist and brought it back without a word inside the building.
Yoko's heart was pounding and she heard a long time fan of the screaming in his head and clutching their faces in tears before his eyes.
- Damn I'm sorry! She wailed in tears, completely traumatized by the emotional lift that never ceased to rage for several hours.
- It's nothing! he replied in a light tone. I started taking taste to come save you every time! Where is your badge?
- Uh ... I dunno, I probably forgot or lost at the hotel last night ... ... I ... Finally, I remember well ...
He took out his own badge from his pocket and handed it back to Yoko the cord.
- Here take mine, I'm not really necessary.
- Oh! uh ... I'm not sure it's a good idea ... Billy
The young man paused in the middle of the deserted corridor and passed the badge around the neck of Yoko.
- The first makes you shit, come see me. He said in a firm tone, smiling, however.
His eyes stopped suddenly on the chest of Yoko and the latter felt her cheeks crimson under his gaze becoming burdensome.
- What is it? Let go she looked down on her endless cleavage hoping that there have not a piece of pizza or other stuck inside.
Billy then grabbed the star-shaped pendant between her breasts Yoko, and the girl nearly fell in apples in contact with his fingers on this part of his body.
- Ah! uh ... yes, you had forgotten ... "she stammered while wearing his hands behind his neck to loosen the clasp.
- Not that good the guards. He said smiling. It's nice on you.
Yoko hesitated, but the look he gave her the top of his meter ninety reminded him that no, she definitely could not refuse him anything.
- You sure? I mean ... it's a beautiful pendant ...
- Absolutely sure! Just go, I'm dying of hunger.
While the next Yoko that she had examined the badge around his neck. He had his photo, name, and in front of "function", he had written TOKIO HOTEL in capital letters.
The girl did not return, and a violent crisis of pride came over her, followed a mad desire to jump around, screaming and smashing the face to just anyone.
Yoko calmed down a bit when entering the room pizza. There were three technicians who discussed them in a corner and fell silent watching them enter and advance towards the buffet.
Billy ignored them completely and Yoko's surprise, he passed his hand around her waist and she could feel her long fingernails to sneak under his shirt and touching her skin.
The girl was paralyzed and cons luta itself to keep a semblance of natural air.
From the beginning, or whenever she found herself in contact Skin Bill it was a half or totally drunk, but here
she was completely lucid and she realized that since the two hours she was there, he acted with her as if they were ... together.
She blinked as if she expected to wake up alone in the bed of her small apartment across the Rhine.
They seized two huge slices of pizza and two glasses of Pepsi and left the room.
- Hey, Yoko began. They do not look comfortable in your staff guys ...
Billy shrugged.
- I know there are quite a few who like to pay our heads ... But j'men crazy really. Ultimately, it's always us they bossent.
Yoko nodded and took a sip of Pepsi.
- Where you go, that's where the scene ... I think Bill
- Yes, wait, I need something in my box.
He entered a small room a little later in the hallway, where his name was written in large letters on a sheet on the side of the door.
Yoko stayed in coaching, not daring to follow him inside, but also urges it to enter.
was quite small, and there was already a mess can not spread bags of clothes everywhere and beauty products on a table in front of a large mirror surrounded by large white bulbs.
- Eh beh! Yoko whispered, passing his hand through his hair.
The young man seemed very embarrassed.
- Uh ...
- Do not worry, she says, laughing. Thou shalt never worse than me in kind ... messy.
He smiled briefly and invited him to sit in the comfortable chair while he was rummaging in one of his bags.
Yoko obeyed and sat down observing its own reflection in the mirror, munching teeth into his pizza.
She tried as best they could not put his eye to little buttocks barely bent the young man waved his jeans too big next to her reflection in the mirror.
She closed her eyes and put his hand on his forehead. When the
reopened, Bill's face was next to hers in the mirror, trying to bite into the slice of pizza she was holding in his hand.
The only thing that came into his head at that time was that she was really nice to find gun near Bill Kaulitz was and she would just ... whatever.
She let him bite into his pizza and it's mouth full when he came to crush his little lips against those who fail to Yoko to die on the spot.
It just looked ... happy.
They left the little box and went back where the action was happening.
Yoko, still giddy, sat down next to Terry who looked too, just happy.
By observing a few moments, she s'aperçu that large hazel eyes of her friend had only for the young guitarist with long blond dreads. When
s'aperçu of his presence, Terry gave him a broad smile and kissed her cheek.
- What you got screwed all the time sweetie?
Yoko had almost forgotten that she had narrowly escaped fuck off a few minutes ago.
- A vigil has tried to squirt me because I had no badge! she replied, crunchy another piece of his pizza while watching Billy take a walk on the stage with his food, as concentrate.
- What? Terry was indignant.
- Yeah ... but you know not the best ... "she whispered. It was Bill who came to fetch me before all his fans.
Terry opened her eyes wide.
- And I inherited his badge. Yoko finished shaking the cord around his neck with his free hand.
Terry grabbed him and looked a long minute.
- Damn ... Anyway, if you did that to him on his cheek, congratulations you did not miss!
Yoko sighed, and a wave of remorse disgusting rose from the depths of his stomach.
- Stop j'te swear ... I died of shame ... I was so drunk! Fortunately nobody was present at that!
- Everybody knows it's you who has done that my beautiful ... Terry replied with an air of regret, watching Yoko sink a little in his seat.
But deep inside her, she could not deny this tiny share of pride that everyone knows that ... it was .
They remained there for a while yet to speak with Andrea and Ian.
After an hour, David came to them and said we should leave the arena because they would begin to bring the fans.
While preparing to get up to track Terry and the two boys, David lingered on the badge around his neck, and Yoko tried briefly Billy eyes in case she should scream for help as he had indicated earlier.
The young manager grabbed the bronze badge and then quickly looked up his questioning eyes to Yoko.
- Where's your badge?
- Uh .. Well in fact, I think I've forgotten at the hotel ... "she stammered.
- He gave you one?
Yoko longed to cry "a moron you think, I have not stolen" in the face, but a lousy "yes" came out instead.
He raised his eyes to heaven, before leaving across the pit, then the scene towards the boys who were gathered around the battery of Gustav.
- T minus ten seconds before you to get your new treasure confiscated ... Terry whispered beside her.
Yoko bit the corner of the lower lip.
- Shit ... "she whispered in touching the badge of his right hand.
She felt a hand on her hip, and a round face and chubby of Andreas appeared between her and Terry.
- Come girls, it must go!
They followed him backstage, and Yoko could not help slow the pace, looking about her, the son everywhere, guitars on stands or she saw written in large letters "DDM Tom 2" in black marker, and technicians who starve anywhere.
She thought that there was no place on earth or she felt better after that scene.
They went back into the big room at the buffet and they all sat around the tables or were already discussing the world rejoice in a semi relaxed atmosphere, semi stressed.
Yoko made a friendly sign to two technicians saw it all the time with Gustav, and they replied with a friendly smile.
- What time does the concert? Asked Terry to Andreas, who kept staring at the wanker with his smile.
- I do not know, uh nineteen hours I think ... You have to get two hours to twenty thousand people ... The small
Terry Lee seemed lost in thought, then she rose with a determined air before to look towards Yoko.
- I will try to sell our tickets! She whispered before leaving the room quickly without looking at anyone.
- Or will it? asked Ian.
- Uh ... take the air, I guess all that he a. .. uh ... some head-turning ...
Andreas chuckled that swallowed before the next dark and insisting that Yoko gave him.
They chatted a few moments, then the boys came with David, Saki and Tobi.
The smile that launched Billy Yoko did sneer again Andreas, who this time was replaced by Billy himself, who spun him a blow on the shoulder of the back of his hand, sitting next to him.
Yoko looked grab a can of Pepsi in one hand open before swallowing one shot. His phone rang
and his face lit up while watching the screen, then quickly picked up under the watchful eye of his brother.
- Yoko is what you want to eat something special for after the concert?
The girl turned quickly.
David was behind her, a paper and pen in hand and waiting for his answer.
- Uh ... no it's very nice thank you, I already eat a piece of pizza!
He smiled gently and walked away asking the same question to Andreas and Ian a little further.
Yoko heaved a sigh of relief, he had not returned the badge, Billy would have had the last word.
She made a round-up, they were all there, immersed in the ambient noise.
His eyes stopped on Gustav.
It was a little off and was cleverly turning sticks around with his hands, staring into the void.
His eyes came back to ask about Billy, always on the phone. The girl remained
long to hear her speak without understanding anything, just watching the expressions on his face, hear his voice, hear her laugh, watching his hands waving with a grace that even the sexiest girls n ' come not to imitate.
Suddenly he took off the phone to his ear and swung to his brother before him who caught narrowly.
- It's your mother! He threw before getting up quickly from his chair. I gotta go get ready.
On his words, he left the room, and Yoko hoped until the last second he asks her to accompany him, but he did not.
She sank so low in his chair, continuing his observations on a case by case basis.
The tension mounted as and as the minutes passed, she could easily feel it.
And where was Terry
... Suddenly, a wave of muffled screams could be heard from the other side of the door of the fila Yoko chills to the soles of his feet to the tips of his hair.
- It begins ... Tom threw her side, looking towards the door closed.
Yoko looked at him and she realized that her hand trembled excessively, on the table beside the large portable multifunction Bill.
A surge of love for the boy grabbed her and she made him smile the most gentle and sincere as she could, and he went to his lovely teeth rattling against the piercing on his lip.
He stretched then adjusting his cap and took a relaxed air that would absolutely not credible.
- It's a big room, there must be! He ended as justification for its state of stress.
- I know how you do ... it's been a while I would have hidden ten feet underground! Yoko confessed.
Tom chuckled, while a new wave of cries made him raise his head towards the door.
- It's just the first ten minutes the worst, "he said suddenly, before taking the right hand of Yoko on the table.
He began to fiddle with a long sapphire, and the girl dared not move, her hand between the fingers of the young rough and powerful guitarist.
- And shake it avoids too close to the cheek of my brother next time! He finished by dropping his hand to get up and leave the room without looking back.
Yoko remained banned for a few seconds, not knowing if it was a remark in the air or a serious warning.
She raised her eyes to Andreas who had listened to the conversation, but he carefully avoided his eyes and plunged it into her glass of soda in front of him.
Terry then entered the room, the wisps of her blond hair floating around her face serene.
She cast a glance at Yoko, it realized that she had succeeded.
She sat beside her and took some peanuts in the bowl of porcelain placed on the large white table.
- Two hundred Euros. She said in the engulfing his big mouth pink, watched by Yoko hallucinating. Now we can take a train tomorrow without worries.
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