So... this is that curious thing called love... interesting.

I AM NOT LIKING THIS EDWARD GUY. o.O
Fine, fine, no more killing. I'll save it for Call of Duty. :3
Update soon! It's suspenseful! <3

waaaaaa!! i'm kinda amazed with your story. i'm melting over here, hellow!
just lovely^^ <3

Nicole: Phew! Thank you for not killing me, I promise I'll update soon, though, because right now I'm not having so much homework

Lely: haha Thank you, I'm glad you like it. At the beginning it was somehow my escape from the world and I wasn't sure if it was good, but then re-read it and I thought "Well, it's okay." and when I went on I was like "Fine, it's good."

ahahaha. pretty confident, that's good.
woah, don't ever stop writing this*o*

Hey people! It's been awhile and this might be a little too weird, but here's the new chapter.

I did it! I could stay focused all the time! I have to say, everything went perfectly, just like everything was planned. Well, there were some issues, but we all could improvise and save the night. I can say everyone enjoyed the play, because they all stood up in the end and applauded for almost five minutes. This will definitely be a blockbuster. I thought smiling. I was now back at the dressing room, talking with some people that came to congratulate me for my performance. Friends, family, even fans were telling me how much they loved my work... and how much they loved I was Tom's girlfriend. Damn it! Not that I'm complaining, it's just that we're not dating or anything, I mean, yeah we hang out, and have fun, and talk about each other and stuff that we don't want anyone to know, and we kiss, but we're not a couple... Yes, I love him, but he probably doesn't love me back, I admit he's different with me, but people sometimes change with different people, that's normal. Anyway, you know what they say, “if you love him let him go.” That's probably made by lonely people who want to give a reason to their break up, but I would do it. If he loves someone else, fine, I'm happy for him. I'm happy if he's happy with someone else even if it's not me... or a slut, I don't want him to fall for a slut and then get hurt. He doesn't deserve that, he's worth way more than a 5 dollars slut. Okay, coming back to Earth... I was surrounded by people that loved everything I did and were telling me about all the plays they've seen were I was the main character (some were true fans!) when someone pulled me to a room and closed the door.
“What the hell?!” I tried to look at the person who pulled me but the light was off.
“We need to talk.” The person spoke out. Why does he still want to talk to me?
“What do you want to talk about?” I crossed my arms.
“You didn't react when I told you what I felt.” He sounded disappointed.
“Maybe because I didn't want to react the way you wanted me too.” I answered coldly.
“But I thought it was mutual! Look at me and tell me I'm lying.” I felt how he put his hands on my shoulders.
“How am I supposed to be able to look at you if it's all dark?” He came closer to me and turned the switch on. I looked at Edward's face and then at his deep blue eyes that looked sincere. Yeah, but he always look credible, that's why he's such a good actor.
“Please, Charlotte. Take me back, I swear I'll be true to you and never disappoint you ever again. I love you.” He petted my cheek and I furiously threw it away.
“Well I don't. And don't you dare touching me ever again!” I pushed him away from me and got out running. I stepped into someone once I was further. I lifted my head and saw that beautiful pair of eyes I loved so much.
“Hi.” Tom said. I smiled widely and hugged him tightly.
“Oh my God! You came!” He hugged me back and lifted me.
“I would've never missed your play.” He put me down and looked at me. “It was amazing, by the way.”
“Thank you. They all tell me that. I still think it's a little too weird.”
“Exactly like you.” Tom smiled and I hit him. Another person came from behind him. I looked at his face carefully and realized who it was.
“Bill! I'm so glad to see you again!” I hugged him for a little moment. I really like to hug “How are you?”
“I'm great, thank you! I loved your play, and the costumes were incredible. They were so creative and wonderful.”
“Hum... thank you, but, I didn't did any of them. Our costume designer is over there.” I pointed to another good friend of mine that worked with me. What can I say? I'm really likable, I have lots friends here.
“Who is it?” Bill tried to locate her.
“She's the red head, impossible to lose between the crowd.”
“Oh, yes, I see.” She casually looked over us and suddenly Bill stood still, staring at her.
“Her name is Elise. She's really nice and creative, as soon as I showed her the characters, she started designing everything.” I explained, Bill just nodded, his eyes glued to Elise. “She's funny, she's really talkative, but also a good listener, she's traveling all the time, so she has a lot of culture...” Bill was still looking at her, but I knew he was listening, I don't think he wanted to forget anything about her. “And she's single.” I whispered to him in the ear. He looked at me, his eyes full of happiness. He smiled widely. “Why don't you go and tell her how much you love her costumes? I'm sure that she'll start a conversation from there, you won't get bored.” I encouraged him.
“But, she'll know who I am and won't li-... treat me normally.” Bill told me a little shyly.
“I'm sure she'll treat you just like she treats everyone, it won't matter your name or your huge success, all that will matter is your personality.” I smiled to him. “Don't worry.”
“Thank you. I may not know you enough, though Tom talks all the time about you and how wonderful you are, but now I know he's right. I hope we can get the chance to know each other better.” He smiled and walked over Elise. I turned to Tom, who was holding a roses bouquet.
“What is this?” I asked completely surprised.
“Is to congratulate you for your play. I didn't want to come with empty hands.” Tom said sincerely. I took the bouquet and smelled it. What a beautiful detail from him. I looked at him and smiled.
“Thank you so much, they're beautiful.”
“Not as beautiful as you.” He said smiling. I lightly hit his shoulder.
“Shut up.”
“I'm serious, you're... sweeter than any flower.” I blushed and covered my face with the flowers.
“So... is it true?” I asked, changing the subject.
“What?”
“That you talk about me all the time.” I said while I caressed a petal.
“Well... you know... I... you... it's just that...” Tom said nervously.
“I know you do. Don't worry I'm not gonna bite you or anything.” I put my arm around him. “Do you want to take a walk. I need to take some fresh air.”
“Aren't the paparazzi following you around?”
“Nope, it's around midnight and you know Christmas is close, so they kinda gave up since you weren't coming. I'm free.”
“Okay, then let's walk.”
“Just let me put these on water, I'll come back for everything later. I went to my dressing room and put the roses on a vase and went back with Tom. We walked towards the exit, glancing at Bill, who was sitting on a corner chatting with Elise. “I think your brother found someone really special.”
“Yeah, at least he won't disturb us tonight.” Tom said as we got out to the freezing night.
“Hey! Don't treat your brother that way, at least yours is still with you.” I said quietly.
“You have a brother, right?” I nodded. “Where is he?”
“He... he joined the army, two years ago. I don't know anything about him, he can't call us or anything. I don't know if he's even alive.” I couldn't hold the tears anymore. “Oh, Tom, he's so young and he's the only brother I have. I don't want to lose him so early, he has so much to live still.” We stopped and Tom held me as I cried on his shoulder.
“I'm so sorry, Char. I didn't know.” Tom said over my head, holding me tight. I tried to calm down and started to take deep breaths, until I just laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. Is it so bad to say at this moment that he's really comfortable? “You feel better?” Tom asked once he noticed I was breathing normally.
“Yes, thank you.” I took one last deep breath and inhaled Tom's smell. “You smell nice.” I said randomly.
“Hum... thank you. You too. Actually, what is it?”
“It's like some mix, I'm not sure what it is. A friend says I smell like Fa major.” Tom looked at me weirdly. “Don't ask me why 'cause I don't know.”
“Well, it could be because it's a beautiful musical note.” He kissed my cheek. “Just like you.”
“I guess.” I shrugged. “But stop that.” I playfully pushed him.
“Stop what?”
“Telling me I'm beautiful, I mean, I understand you don't want to piss me off telling me I look terrible, but I don't care, just be sincere.” I started walking again with Tom beside me.
“Problem is, I'm sincere.” Tom put a lock behind my ear and caressed my neck sweetly.
“No, that tickles.” I complained.
“Oh, you're ticklish.” Tom put his hands together evilly. “Have I found your weakness?”
“No.” I tried to avoid him.
“Yes, that's your weakness.” Tom started to tickle me everywhere.
“Ha ha ha, no, stop it... ha ha ha” I tried to stop him but I just could give up.
“Ha ha, it's fun teasing you.” Tom said as he kept tickling me.
“Stop or I'll kiss you.” Is that the best I could come up with?
“Is that supposed to be a threat?” Tom kept on.
“I guess... I can't think right if you're tickling me...”
“Well, if that's the consequence, I'll keep tickling you.” Tom wouldn't stop. Come on, think about something to stop him...
“Wait, I got it. That's not the consequence that will be the prize if you stop, if you don't I'll kick you where the sun doesn't shines.” He seemed to be stopping. “And I know how much you appreciate it.” That's when he completely stopped. I stood up correctly and turned to Tom. “Thank you, I won't kick you but don't start again, please, it's hard for me to stop laughing after and then I can't breathe.” I sighed.
“Okay, I just wanted to see your beautiful smile.” Tom told me and I instantly smiled. “Oh, there it is. Come on, today I saw a place I'd like to show you.” Tom took my hand and invited me to walk again.
“But first, I have to tell you that I hate your nose. Could you please take it off?” I begged. Tom chuckled and did so. “You know, no one's around, it's really late. So could you take the wig off too?” I wasn't asking so much, I just didn't like to see him that way, it wasn't him. He took the wig off as well and put everything on his jacket.
“Better? Or there's something else your majesty would like me to do?” Tom asked and I laughed.
“No, no, that's cool. I just like you this way more. This is you.” I smiled at him.

*

Back at the theater...
“Hey, have you seen Charlotte? I can't find her”
“No, sorry man.”
“Thanks” Edward was asking everyone where Charlotte was, but it seemed like she had vanished in the air. He decided to go ask another friend of hers, so he went to where Elise was, talking with some mysterious guy. “Hey, Elise.” Elise turned and her smile faded when she saw Edward.
“Oh, hi.”
“Have you seen Charlotte?” He asked for the ninth time.
“She went out. With another guy and they looked like they weren't just friends, if you know what I mean.” Elise answered, Edward tensed a little but then relaxed.
“It must be this Kaulitz dude. She likes to practice her acting skills with him, I'm sure of it.”
“Haven't you thought that maybe she wasn't acting or something?”
“Of course she was acting, she can't get over me. She always loved me and always will.” Edward went towards the door, but stopped before he left. “Anyway, do you know where she could be?”
“I don't know, maybe somewhere romantic.” Elise shrugged. Edward thought of one possible place she could be, one where he walked today and made him think it was beautiful. She had to be there.
“Thank you Elise.”
“Whatever, Edward.” Elise turned and continued with her chat. “So, you were saying?”

*

“So, tell me, what did you do today? You took advantage of the kit I gave you, didn't you?” I asked Tom while we walked the cold streets, actually, really cold.
“Yeah, I wanted to know if they could recognize me this way, and they didn't. So, I went to walk around with my brother and enjoyed everything like normal people. It was amazing. I wished these vacations would never finish.” I suddenly realized how short time was.
“When are you leaving?” I asked sadly. Tom looked at me.
“I think I'll go in two weeks, you know, we have work to do and stuff. But, what matters is this moment, right here, right now. Let's not waste the short time we have.”
“Is that a song?”
“Maybe. If not, I'll make it a song.” He winked. He looked in front and put himself in front of me. “Okay, we're almost there. Now, close your eyes, I want this to be a surprise.”
“Hum... how can I know I won't trip because I couldn't see anything?” I asked and he took my hand.
“I'll be your guide and you know I'll always catch you when you trip stupidly.”
“Yeah, I guess I can trust you.” I closed my eyes and let him guide me. We walked for a little while and suddenly stopped.
“Okay... now, open your eyes.” I did what he told me and I was amazed by the view. We were standing in the middle of a huge rose garden, with a fountain on the right and there was an acoustic guitar on the left.
“What is this? I've never been here, and I live here.” I still was impressed about everything in front of me.
“It's normal, I organized everything to be ready for you.” I turned to Tom, who was holding the guitar.
“Why? Actually, why are you being so sweet?” I looked at him questioning. “Not that I'm complaining, but it's just weird.” Tom took a seat on a little bench and I sat in front of him.
“I need to tell you something and I wrote a song about it.” I looked at him skeptically. “Okay, Bill helped, but the music is made by me and I think it sounds just like you.” He started playing and singing. (Space free for imagining what the song could be like ) Every word he said sounded so sincere and full of sentimentalism, and listening to them with his beautiful, somehow, unknown singing voice was... indescribable. “ So, did you like it?” Tom asked when he played the last chord. I chuckled.
“Like it? Tom, I loved it! You don't even have to ask. And your inspiration was me? Seriously?” I looked at him deep in the eyes. He put his guitar down and sat beside me.
“Yes. Charlotte,” He took my hand. “I want to tell you something that is really important.” He took a deep breath and looked at me. “Charlotte...”

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You're baaackkk ^^
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Thank you! I'll be posting soon ... hopefully. Nowadays my computer is acting bipolar, and I think that if they fix it the files might be erased, or if they give me another I would have to replace everything (bad thing is : I use it for school so all I've seen so far is in it)

Next chapter...

“Charlotte!” Edward interrupted yelling from the other side. He came to me running, took my wrist and pulled me.
“Ow! What's wrong with you? That hurts.” I complained.
“I wasn't done talking to you.” Edward breathed heavily. He ran all the way here?
“Well, I was. I don't have anything to discuss with you.” I crossed my arms on my chest.
“You don't have to discuss anything because we clearly don't feel the same.” I turned to Tom who was standing uncomfortably on the bench.
“Tom, what did you want to tell me?” I sat in front of him. He rubbed his head awkwardly.
“Hum... I... I'm sorry. I can't.” Tom stood up and turned his back. “I'll leave you two alone.” He went behind a rose bush and left me with Edward. Sadness invaded me as I saw Tom leaving, but then I remembered it was all Edward's fault, and it was replaced by rage.
“So, I guess we can enjoy this beautiful evening the two of us.” Edward placed himself behind me, put his arm on my waist and started kissing my neck. I hit his stomach with my elbow and faced him when he was writhing in pain.
“You stupid idiot! I've told you I don't want you anymore, why don't you just get over me and leave me alone?!” I yelled.
“Because I know you're lying.” He was still holding his stomach. “I didn't know you hit so hard!”
“Exactly! You don't even know I can do that, you don't know me at all!”
“I've known you since we're kids.” Now, he was trying to stand up right.
“People change, don't they?” I looked at him with my eyes remorseful. He stood still, looking at me. I turned and started walking away. “I'm out of here.” Edward took my wrist again, this time harder.
“No, you're not. You're staying with me.” I tried to make him let me go.
“Jesus! Let me go!”
“Not until you agree to talk with me.”
“What if I don't?” He pulled me closer and threatened.
“I'll tell the press what happened here and with whom.” I froze. No, I don't want that. I have to protect Tom, besides, it's just talking.
“Fine, but please stop hurting me.” He let go of my wrist and sat on the bench.
“Sorry, but I know you resist too much and if I didn't use force you wouldn't have stayed.” He said confident. “See? I do know you.”
“Yeah... okay what do you want to talk about?” He raised an eyebrow. I sighed, I already knew. “Edward, I don't want to get back with you. I've realized my place isn't beside you, we don't belong together. I'm sorry”
“Wasn't that easier to tell me that before, I would've understand.” I shrugged.
“I was really mad at you, and you're right, I need to be controlled with force or else I don't say everything.” I thought about the way I am for a moment. “God, I'm weak!”
“Yeah, you're a lot of things, but, no matter all those things, good or bad, I still love you.” There are those words again... I put my hands on my face.
“Please, I'm telling you we don't belong together.”
“But I can't help it!”
“That's now, but what happened before, huh? I could say that you loved all the girls around but me! I mean, then, I had to say I was taken but you could be with every other girl and the only reason I was still with you is because I was stupid for even thinking that you would change because f me. But no! You were still with all those girls fooling around, but I had never the right to kiss you or anything for more than 3 seconds because there was a girl in front of us, I can't even remember how it-” His lips roughly interrupted me. He kissed me like he had never kissed me before, full of passion and... need. I couldn't help but kiss back, I had never felt that from him, plus, this was our last kiss. He laid me down and placed himself on top of me. He started traveling his hand under my shirt, all the way up, but I took it and put it on his back before he got to second base. Funny, that doesn't stop him.
“Charlotte, I love you.” Edward whispered.
“I love you too, Tom.” That stopped him. He sat up and looked at me weirdly.
“What did you say?” I sat up as well and answered sincerely.
“I said Tom.” I looked how his eyes saddened. “I'm so sorry we couldn't work this out. Anyway, thanks for that goodbye kiss, I'll never forget it.” I leaned in and kissed his cheek. “I hope you understand.”
“Yeah... I guess...” He stood up. I stood up and looked at him in the eyes.
“Please, don't break someone's heart to repair mine. Mine is already healing.”
“Because of Tom...” He deduced. I nodded.
“Yes. He's done a lot for me these days, like this! I mean, this is just so beautiful and...”
“Romantic. Yes, it's made for you, you're exactly like these roses. Beautiful, sometimes fragile, and really violent.”
“Hey!” I punched his arm.
“You see?” He laughed, holding his injured arm. “You really hit hard! Were you born a man or something?” I looked at him resented.
“So you think a girl can't hit hard?” I put my hands on my hips.
“NO! No, of course not. Sorry.” He apologized and I smiled. I always make someone apologize to me, though I was the one who did everything wrong. XD
“Make me a favor. Go back with Monica and be happy. So what if she's not pregnant? I know she loves you just the way I used to, she probably did that so she wouldn't lose you. She didn't do with bad intentions.” I told him and he sighed.
“Okay, I guess I will.” I hugged him to say goodbye.
“Take care and be happy. And I'll see you at the theater, I have some things to pick up, but first I want to... stay for awhile.” I waved as he left. I looked around and didn't hear a sound. I thought Tom hid behind the bush and would come back once Edward was gone. Why isn't he coming? As I waited for him to come, I decided to explore a little the place, to see how much he had put around for me. I walked through the rose bushes and noticed there were various colors. I sighed. How thoughtful... and we couldn't enjoy any of this :/ I came back and sat on the fountain, a blue rose in the hand. I looked at how the petals were, those roses are always so curious I can't believe they're real. I started shaking because of the cold. It looks like, now that I was alone I was cold. For some reason I didn't move, I stood there, freezing, watching as some petals were falling because of the way I was shaking, in fact, that wasn't the only thing that fell, I fell also because of my abrupt movement... on the fountain. I stood up and decided to walk home to take a bath or call my mom that went to Japan to visit some friends... I don't know, just do something. I was walking on the cold streets, taking step after step, shaking harder each time. How stupid I was for not taking my jacket, I always forget it's winter! Somehow I was feeling more tired than before, but I wasn't stopping.

*

“Have you seen Charlotte?”
“Dude, you already asked me that! What's up with you?” Edward's friend, Stephen asked.
“It's just that I found her and talked to her before, but she told me she would come here to pick up some things, two hours ago and she hasn't come yet.” Edward started to walk nervously.
“Well, maybe she's with someone or something. Don't worry, man, she's fine. Anyway, I'll see you later.” Stephen waved and left. Edward tried to relax, thinking she was with Tom, the one she loved. It's funny how a conversation can change you, he went to take her back and he comes back seeing her as a sister, caring about her and respecting her choice. She was probably never 'the one' for him, they were what they always have been since they were 5. Good friends. Edward started to walk to his house, when he saw Tom walking on the sidewalk. Edward ran to him.
“What are you doing here?” He asked, almost screaming. Tom looked at him surprised.
“What are you doing here?”
“I'm going to my house.”
“And I'm walking to waste time.”
“But you're supposed to be with Charlotte! Not here!” Edward started to feel worried again.
“No, you are the one she's always loved so you should be with her.” Tom pointed.
“Not anymore, she loves YOU!” He poked him. “Okay, anyway, if you're here, where's Charlotte?”
“I don't know, I thought she was with you.” Tom shrugged.
“No, but she told me she'd meet me at the theater two hours ago, but she never appeared.”
“Maybe she didn't want to come.”
“And leave her jacket there or your roses die?” Tom looked at him, surprised he knew that. “I checked her dressing room. It was pretty obvious they were yours.”
“Well...”
“Hold on.” Edward interrupted. “She left her jacket! She never leaves her jacket! Because she gets cold easily. Something is definitely wrong...”

*

I didn't remember my house was so far. I thought weakly. My forces were dropping, I wouldn't stop shaking and my legs were killing me. At one moment, my legs surrendered under me and I fell on the floor. I was too weak to get up, I stood lying on the floor, my wet clothes enveloping me and, surprisingly, little snow flakes falling over me. I closed my eyes and waited for my time to come as I heard the midnight bell.

*screams*
NOOOO CHARRRR :O
Go Tom, RUN RUN RUNNNNN! D:
love itttt :3 <3

haha cool
you're probably gonna kill me because I don't think I'll be able to update soon because I can write with only one hand (I have fractured the other one ) so I'll take awhile
though I'll do my best, I mean it's not like I'm dying or anything

oh no! i know the feeling broke mine 2 times and fractured it once
salemtik (: <3

awww, this is freaking lovely and sad and gorgeous. i love it.(:
<3

@Nicole: Yeah, that sucks. I've had like several injuries in my life, and I hate it. I think I'm made out of crystal or something
Girls, thanks a lot! You can bet I'm writing the new chapter right now and it's all because of you without your support I think I would've stopped 3 chapters ago.

Ok, maybe not... I kinda love this too ^-^'

I could finally finish this chapter! Problem is, I think it isn't so good. But I don't want to make you wait longer, so here you go.

Tom suddenly felt something was terribly wrong, he felt some kind of connection almost as powerful as the one he has with his twin.
“Hey, man, are you okay?” Edward asked Tom, who looked somehow sick.
“Hum... yeah yeah. I'm worried about Charlotte, that's all.” Tom cleared his throat. “Why don't you go and leave her stuff at her house, I'll try to find her.”
“Are you sure you don't want help? Or at least get something warmer? It's snowing,” Edward asked. Tom shook his head and Edward left. Just when he left, Tom started to look everywhere around him like crazy. He thought of possible places where she could be and thought she probably was still where he left when Edward came. He went there but couldn't find her or anything from her. He looked at the floor that was starting to be covered of snow, and noticed some blue petals near the fountain and then going all the way to the street. He followed the petals path that was starting to fade as the snow kept falling. The path was completely covered and Tom looked around him to guess where the path was leading to. He looked everywhere and his eyes stopped on a shape that was on the floor. Something blue caught his eye. He ran to it and found Charlotte, almost buried under the snow.
“Oh, no. Char? Please, wake up.” Tom held her between his arms, she was cold and white, making the snow look warm and pale. Tom took his phone and called his brother. “Bill, please get an ambulance to Charlotte's apartment. Quick, it's an emergency!” He hung up, and carried carefully Charlotte's frozen body inside her apartment. “Everything will be fine, don't worry, I'm right here with you.” He placed her on the couch and took her wet shirt off. He had read that ,to treat hypothermia, you should remove every wet clothing. Yeah, he reads, and yeah, he read a whole book about what to do in case of emergency. He enveloped Charlotte with a blanket that was near and held her close to him, hoping it wouldn't be too late. “Please, Char, don't leave me! I need you, I want you...” He couldn't hold the tears. “I love you and I don't wanna lose you.” He waited, until the ambulance arrived and took her. Tom got into the ambulance next to Bill, who was trying to assure him everything was going to be okay. During all the way to the hospital, there was not a moment where Tom stopped holding her hand. They were in the waiting room, waiting... and waiting... and waiting.
“Tell me, what happened?” Bill finally spoke out.
“I'm not sure... I left her with Edward, and then he left but she told him that she'll go to the theater but she never arrived. Then I found her with wet clothes, under the snow” Tom walked from a place to another, concerned. “Why aren't they telling us anything?”
“That's what I hate about hospitals, it seems like they don't know how much we are worried.” Bill said and Tom looked at him.
“Since when you care about her?”
“Since she introduced me to Elise, since she invited us two to her play, since she changed the way you used to be and if you love her that much to cry for her. She means everything to you, of course I care, I'm not a machine, I have feelings.” He thought about what he just said. “Sorry I took the song as a reference but it's true and you know it.”
“Yes I know” Tom answered distracted, not stopping his walk. A doctor came to them with a concerned face. “So? How is she? Can I see her? What happened? Is she okay? Why aren't you answering?” Tom asked quickly to the doctor.
“Sir, you need to calm down. Everything is fine, she had hypothermia. She almost didn't make it, but thanks to you, she'll survive. She is stable now, she's strong. But she'll have to stay the night on observation, in case something happens. You can see her now, but she's not awake yet and try not to wake her. She needs to rest.” The doctor said before he left to discuss some things with a nurse. Tom went to Charlotte's room with Bill following. When he got in, he saw her lying on the bed, her eyes closed and all her colors back on her face. She was breathing deeply, dreaming. Tom took a chair and sat next to her, holding her hand again, caressing her peaceful expression delicately. Bill laid on the couch and admired the picture in front of him, smiling.
“It's been a long day, you should sleep.” Bill said to his brother, though he wasn't moving from that couch to leave it to Tom. He was just too tired and lazy to do it.
“I want to stay right here with Charlotte. Make sure she's fine and she's breathing. I don't want to miss anything.” Tom answered and Bill shrugged.
“If you want that...” Bill moaned and fell asleep on the couch. Tom stayed up all night, watching Charlotte sleep, holding her hand lovingly.

*

I opened slowly my eyes, bothered by the dusk light... Dusk light? What the hell?! I woke up entirely and found myself in a hospital bed. I looked around and saw Tom sleeping on a chair just beside my bed, holding my hand. What happened yesterday? Was it something so bad? Oh... I know. I died and this is the present time frozen, the light that woke me up came to guide me to the afterlife. Bill came in with a cup of coffee on his hand. Okay, maybe I'm not dead... He looked at me and was about to scream, but I stopped him pointing at Tom. He just nodded.
“It's so good you're awake! You scared us terribly yesterday.” Bill whispered.
“What happened yesterday? Why am I here?” I asked with the same tone than Bill.
“You had hypothermia. You would've died if Tom hadn't found you on time.” That really was surprising. And all because I forgot my stupid jacket!
“Why is Tom so tired?” I asked, still whispering.
“He stayed up all night just to be sure you were okay.” Tom...
“Well, I'm sorry if I scared you. It wasn't my intention.”
“What are you saying? You can't blame yourself for getting sick. It happens to everyone, you don't have to apologize. If we got worried is because we care about you.” Aww! How sweet! He barely knows me and he cares about me! :3 That kinda sounds like Tom
“Thanks for caring. But don't do that too much.” Bill looked at me weirdly. “Look, I just think that you should care about me, but not so much, because, when I die, I don't want people to cry over me... so much.” “I know that sounds kinda selfish, but I know I can't avoid that someone cries on someone's funeral, but at least I want that they'll be able to let me go and hope I'm fine wherever I am” Bill stared at me.
“I think I could do that. But, you do know you're not writing your suicidal letter or the final lines of your biography.” I tried not to laugh so hard about that.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“What is it with you? It wasn't that funny.” Unbelievable we're still whispering! XD
“I'm probably sedated.”
“But you're not even sedated.” Now Bill was trying not to laugh.
“You ruined my excuse! You're mean.” I said playfully. Bill was so cute when he laughed quietly. X3
“Hey, I'll be in the cafeteria. I can't have only a coffee for breakfast. These are my vacations and I'll do what I want and eat as much as I want.” He stood up, I looked at him, from head to toe.
“Do you eat much?” He rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, but it's my metabolism, I don't...”
“... gain a pound, no matter how much you eat. Don't worry, I know that case. I have a friend that is the same, I just was curious if you were too or not.”
“So you get it?”
“Of course. You bloody bastard. We have to be under diets and go to gym every day, but you can sit on the couch all day and still look good.”
“You're on a diet or something?”
“Nah. That's kinda stupid. You eat healthy food for a month, you get thin, then you eat normally again, but you get fat, so you start all over again.” I thought about it for a moment. “Wait, what was that supposed to mean? You say I'm fat?”
“No! Not at all. You look great.”
“I know. I was kidding, I do too many activities to be fat.”
“Ha ha, okay. I'll be in the cafeteria.”
“Okay, see ya later!” I waved and he left. I looked down to Tom, mumbling in his dream. I can't believe he stayed up all night just because of me. I watched as he slept, not letting my hand go, his expression was peaceful. All of a sudden, all that peace was interrupted. He started sobbing and kept repeating ' No'. I caressed his hand, trying to comfort him. Seeing that it wasn't working, I shook him a little. “Tom, calm down. Everything's fine.” I whispered softly. It didn't work. I slapped him on the face and he instantly woke up. “Be a man!” He looked at me for a moment and hugged me tightly... yeah, it was a little uncomfortable, but who cares?
“You're awake! And you're fine!”
“Yeah, but are you? Were you... were you crying?” I looked up to his face, that was a little wet.
“Oh. No. It's probably sweat” Tom looked away, but I held his face in front of me.
“What is it? You can trust me.” I looked at him straight into his eyes.
“Okay.” He caved. Ha ha, that always works. “I thought you died. Just in front of me and I couldn't do anything, no matter how hard I tried to bring you back, you were gone. And the worst part was that I could never tell you I...” He stopped the sentence in the middle.
“You... what?”
“It's not important. All that matters is that you're okay.”
“Well, I think it could be nice if I knew when I can go to my house.”
“When the doctor comes to see you and he's sure you're okay, we can go.” Tom said calmly.
“We?” Since when it's we?
“Well... after what happened yesterday, I realized you can't take care of yourself, so I'm going to be with you 24/7. At least until I'm sure you're okay.” I dropped my jaw.
“Are you kidding me?! I can perfectly take care of myself, I don't need a sitter! It's not like I'm 5 years old, thank you!” I complained.
“Well you clearly act like you were.” Tom answered, in defense. I sat up.
“And you don't? Because I'm sure someone mature wouldn't want to take 'care of me' by coming at my house, and knowing they're on their vacation!”
“Actually... I was thinking you should come to the hotel with me. You'd be more comfortable there.” Oh, no he did not say that.
“So, now you're saying that I can't be in my own house either because your fancy hotel room is 'more comfortable'?” I started to take the intravenous off with the cables that were taking my cardiac rhythm and stood up, in front of Tom. “And something else, you have no right to tell me what to do or what not to do.”
“I think you should put the intravenous back, you're still a little delicate.”
“Delicate? Delicate?! I'm not delicate, I'm perfectly fi...” I instantly collapsed. I think I stood up too early... My head was spinning and my sight was blurry.
“I told you.” Tom said as he placed me back on the bed. He has to stop carrying me all the time... Gosh! I hate being so weak!
“Shut up, I'm mad at you.” I said weakly. He smiled at me, amused by my silly comment.
“But I'm not. Don't you get it yet?” Tom put the cables and the intravenous back again.
“Yeah...” I sighed. “I'm sorry I yelled at you. It's just that I really don't like that people care so much about me, I never did.” I closed my eyes and got comfortable on the pillow.
“I don't care what you say, I'll never stop caring.”
“You know what I like about you? That no matter what people tell you not to do, you still do it.”
“And do you know what I like about you? Hum... wait let me see...” He tried to think clearly. “I can't think of anything...” I took my pillow and hit him.
“You're bad.” He smiled and looked at my lips.
“You know, you didn't give me my prize for stopping tickling you.” Of course. I rolled my eyes.
“Problem is, I probably have something contagious and I don't want you to get sick because of me.”
“I had already told you that I never get sick.” He started to come to me.
“Well... yeah, but this might be the exception.” I tried to step away from him.
“I don't care.” He was coming closer.
“But... someone might come in and see us and spread the word to the media.” I really need to work on my excuses.
“Let them think what they want. Besides, it's a private room.” He was about to reach me but I took him by the shoulders and moaned.
“I'm kinda tired, I should take a little nap before the doctor comes.” He sighed and gave up.
“Fine.” He went back to his place. I closed my eyes and laid my head on my pillow comfortably. I tried to fall asleep, taking deep breaths when I felt Tom's lips brush against mine. I opened my eyes and looked at Tom, who was going towards the door. He smiled, proud, and stepped out of my room. I stood there, alone, lying on my bed, listening to my fast heartbeats.

This'll be interesting.
Love it as always ^^ :3

freaking lovely!<3

Thanks a lot girls! You make me smile with your comments
Just so you know, I'm trying to find some free time to write, school's been a little exigent these days...

same way ;p
good luck with school and we're excited 'bout the new chapter<3

This may not be so good, but it's what I got. I'm not having too much inspiration these days... :/


I couldn't sleep after that. It's funny how a simple but unexpected kiss can affect me this much. I just tried to think what did Tom wanted to tell me and thought he wouldn't be able to tell me if I died. I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice Bill coming in.
“It's amazing how people give you something for free just because of Christmas.” That word took my interest.
“It's Christmas?” I asked Bill, who was taking a seat on the couch.
“It's tomorrow.” He took a bite from his blueberry muffin.
“Oh, no. I forgot! I have to call my mom.” I looked at Bill, who was watching TV. Not that I care, but since when was it on? “I'm so sorry I ruined your holidays. You know you're free to go whenever you want.”
“Free to go?” He looked at me, confused. “I know I can go whenever I want to, if that's what you mean, but I just don't want to, and I actually can't do anything now, around here. I'm chased by paparazzi, remember?” I nodded. Right...
“Can I ask, why are you staying?”
“Well, I told you, I care about you.”
“Is there something about you and your brother that make you care about someone, or what?”
“I do care about people, but my brother usually doesn't... show it right. It's like you're different.”
“Yeah, I know, but I'm like a good friend... with benefits or something, I guess.” I replied, disappointment expressed in the last words. He looked at me, almost surprised.
“He hasn't told you yet?” Now I was the one confused.
“Told me what?”
“Unbelievable. Then if he's not telling you I will.” He came close to the bed. “Look, you know he's changed a lot, since he met you and that he wants to be always with you.” I nodded.
“Yeah, it's actually great to have him around. He is... awesome.” I looked at him, smiling.
“You do love him.”
“How do you know? Is it so obvious?” When did I tell him I loved Tom?
“A little, but I already knew.” Bill sighed. “Okay, so what Tom wanted to tell you was...” In that precised moment Tom came in running and covered Bill's mouth.
“I wanted to tell you that the doctor will be here soon and then you'll do what he tells you to.” Tom said, nervous. I looked at him weirdly. No, not the usual 'weirdly', more like the 'WTF?! You come in running to tell me something completely obvious!'.
“Hum... I already knew that.” Really? Was that it?

*

The doctor let me go home... but he asked that I shouldn't go out for awhile and that someone should take care of me. Wonder who was available? Considering that my father left me when I was five, my brother... can't be with me, my mom is in a tropical island and made a pact that she wasn't taking her blackberry (trying to leave her vice of Twitter.), and my friends have stuff to do, I was left with one option. So I had to go undercover with Bill and Tom to their hotel. I knew Tom was enjoying his victory 'cause he was smiling all the way to the hotel and was looking at me with that 'I win' look. I wasn't complaining about spending time with them, I was against the fact that they feel like my sitters or something and they had to take care that I won't get sick, now that I was 'delicate'. I really hate being weak!
“You're gonna sleep in my room with me and I'll stay with you until you feel better.” Tom was saying while we were walking in the hallway of the 4th floor, going to his room. I turned my head to him with no emotion.
“I feel fine, now let me go home.” Was that childish? Oh, well, who cares? I just want to go home...
“That's not what you showed in the hospital when you almost fainted. By the way, do I have to catch you all the time?”
“I think the same. Maybe I should know how it feels to hit the floor once in a while.” He laughed and I just looked at him. I know it's funny, but right now, I'm not in the mood. He opened the door if his room and I got in. Nothing had really changed since I came to dinner, which made me think.
“You'll have the bed and I'll sleep in the couch. You have clothes there and you know the rest. Make yourself feel at home.”
“When did my clothes get here?”
“I called someone to get them. If you need anything, tell me.”
“And you'll get it, right?” I said, a little sarcastic.
“Yeah. I'm your slave for the next week.”
“Let me go home today, so you can enjoy Christmas on your own, with your brother.”
“I know you're upset,” No... do you think so? Wow, you must be Sherlock. ¬¬ “but I promise you that, tomorrow, we'll go out to dinner, you, me, and my band mates to celebrate Christmas, okay?”
“I thought I couldn't go out.” I crossed my arms.
“Don't tell anyone.” Tom winked and went to watch TV. I went to my suitcase and checked what I had. Normal clothes, good combinations, but where's my pajama? I dag in and couldn't find it, so I went to the closet, where there were more clothes. I kept looking for my pj's and found one thing.
“What is this?!” I took the ridiculously little piece of cloth that some people dare to call 'laundry'. Tom looked up.
“You don't like it?” He said smiling.
“Do I only have this to sleep in?” I said, disgusted.
“I thought you would look great with that.” He winked again. I took a deep breath and tried to control myself.
“Again, do I have another option of clothes to sleep in?”
“Nope.”
“I have a doubt. How do you sleep?”
“I usually sleep on my underwear, but, since you're here, I might wear something else.”
“Can you show me?”
“Hum... sure.” He stood up and went to the closet. He opened a drawer and showed me what he was going to wear. “That's it, but I don't understand...” I took his clothes and went running to the bathroom.
“I'll wear this and you'll have the dress. I'm sure you'll look great with that.” I mocked Tom and locked the door. I decided to take a long shower, to leave all my worries under the warm water.

That is an image I would never want to implant in my mind. xD
Amazing. (:

hahah. it's be interesting to see Tom in...that..dress
great chapter
<3