This is the 2nd part to my story Come Here. This 2nd part is about what Amanda and Tom's life is like after they are engaged! Thanks in advance for reading! Hope you like it!


Amanda couldn't seem to believe that her life was coming together. Everything she dreamt about, everything she ever wanted, was happening. Tom had come back to her after 3 long, hard, sad years. Her children finally had their father and she finally had her love back. Sam was exstatic beyond belief to hear about their engagment. Tom moved Amanda back to their apartment in Hamburg, making sure the twins had every toy in the world. He spoiled those kids to the extreme.

"Why do you get them so much shit?" Amanda asked Tom one night when he returned home from France, bags of toys and clothes in his hands. He just smiled and kissed her soft, plump lips.

"Because they are my kids. Besides, why shouldn't they be spoiled? Their father is the best guitarist ever known!" Tom shrugged, acting like it was no big deal every female wanted him. That was Amanda's biggest fear- that he would leave her for another.

"Yeah," Amanda laughed. It wasn't a geuine laugh. It didn't reach her green eyes. Tom noticed the lack of happiness and dropped the bags, walking with big strides to her. He placed his hands on her waist, feeling the curves of her body through her large t-shirt. He loved to see her wearing his t-shirts. She always left her scent on them, so when he put them on, he would smell her and smile.

"What is it?" He whispered, looking at her. She turned her face to the side, looking out the big glass French doors to the moon that hung outside.

"Nothing. I'm just real tired. From the kids, to the wedding plans, to you coming home, then leaving the next day. I-I miss you so much. I don't know why, but I'm just scared." Her voice grew weak as she turned back to face Tom. His eyes bore into her skin. Bill walked out of his room, interupting their "moment".

"Amanda! You're up?" Bill walked to her, his shirt off, and hugged her. She felt his boney body against hers. She laughed, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Yes. How was France?" She asked, pulling away. Bill had changed his hair, immitating Tom's dread locks. His were black and blonde, reminding Amanda of small pieces of rope.

"It was amazing! The French women are magnifique!" Bill finished in French. Amanda closed her eyes, listening to the words flow off his tongue.

"Mmm," she moaned. "You smell good, Billy Boo!" She teased, pulling him close, and smelling his bare chest. His cheeks turned pink as he laughed. Tom watched, slightly irritated with his brother for interupting his talk with Amanda.

"Bill, Amanda and I were talking." Tom's voice was stern. Bill nodded and kissed Amanda's forehead, then walked back into his room, shutting the door quietly.

"What did you mean you were scared?" Tom asked once he was sure his brother was inside his room. Amanda looked at his face, then walked away, into their room. Tom followed, walking over toy trucks and Barbie dolls. Once he was inside the room, Amanda sat on the bed and pulled out a piece of paper from under the covers, and held it out for him. Tom took it and crumpled it up in his large hand.

"Where did you get this?" His face turned a deep shade of red. Amanda stared at him and began to cry.

awww what the letter say? I hope he doesn't kick her out again

"I found it outside, when I was taking Tommi to the doctor. She left it on the doorstep, Tom. She was near our door. You said that she was in Sweden or something! What is she doing back?" Amanda's voice was shaking as she thought of the woman responsible for all of the break-ups between her and Tom.

"Oddetta isn't supposed to be in Germany! How did she get all the way up to our door! Anton!!" Tom yelled loudly. Amanda hushed him, covering his mouth with her small hand.

"The kids! They are asleep!" She whispered loudly. "Baby, listen. She obviously is obsessed with you. I don't blame her," Amanda joked. She tried to lighten the mood, but she could tell the storm hadn't yet left Tom. He looked down at the white paper again. He re-read the scribbled message on the note.



Tom could feel a sourness grow in his mouth. He closed his eyes and sat down on the cushion of his bed. The black comforter pillowed around his thin frame and sunk where he sat. He placed his head in his large hands and shook his head.

"She is going to be sorry." Tom breathed deeply, trying to calm himself down. "She knows there is only 3 weeks until our wedding and she is trying to split us up like she did so many times before. But I won't let it happen again! I won't loose you again! I won't let myself be made a fool again!" Tom lifted his head up and looked at his fiance. She was wearing his blue t-shirt. It drapped all the way down to her knees, falling off one shoulder.

"How do I fit into that shirt?" He asked, laughing. "I'm not too much bigger than you." Amanda began laughing. At first it was a quiet sound, but grew with passion as her body shook with glee. Pretty soon tears filled her eyes, turning them red. She found it hard to breathe. Tom grabbed her in his arms as she hunched over, still laughing hysterically, no sound coming out of her mouth.

When her laughing fit was over, she swung her legs over Tom's so that they were hanging off one side. Amanda wrapped her arms around his long, thin neck and nussled her face in the grove of his throat. Tom placed his chin on top of her head and rocked her.

"She can never come between us," Amanda finally said, breaking the silence. The room was dark, except for the light coming from the lamp on their nightstand. Tom looked over at the clock, noticing that it was past midnight.

"You know what today is?" Tom asked. Amanda searched her brain. What is today? She wondered, thinking of the date. Today is July 6th. Is it his birthday? No. That's September. Amanda finally got it.

"Ja!" She answered in German. "It's our anniversary of the first day you met me, right?" Tom pulled her head out from under him and nodded.

"Its been 4 long ass fucking years!" He laughed. "Aber Sie sind immer noch so schön wie am ersten Tag sah ich Sie. Sie werden immer schön für mich." Tom whispered, kissing her cheek. Amanda moaned. He ran his hand up her leg, to the top of her thigh.

"I really need to learn German," she joked, her emerald eyes closed. She bit her lip as she felt Tom's lip ring glide across her neck. She felt Tom's breath hit her skin as he laughed.

"I said," he paused, kissing her exposed shoulder. "You are still as beautiful as the first day I saw you. You will always be beautiful to me." Tom lifted Amanda up and placed her on the bed. He pulled her t-shirt off slowly, first exposing her underwear, then her bare chest. His hands ran over her, pushing her down into the comfort of the bed.

"How is it that you have this power over me?" Amanda said breathlessly as Tom's fingers sent pulses through her lower body. She gripped the sheets and moaned loudly. Tom smiled in satisfaction.

"Because I am awsome like that. Everyone wants me," he joked. Amanda couldn't refute that. "But I only want you." With that, he pulled his shirt off and finished what he started.


"Jesus Christ! Could you two have been any louder last night?" Georg said the next morning, making a face of disgust. Amanda's cheeks flashed with embarrassment, but Tom just laughed.

"Yeah, we could. But we thought we'd keep it at a minimum for you. Don't be mad because you don't get any," Tom said, throwing a piece of toast at Georg's head. Amanda smacked Tom's arm and shook her head.

"I'm sorry about that Georg. I am so embarrassed. It was all this boys fault." Amanda pointed at Tom's grinning face. Tommi came running up to his mom with tears.

"Mommy!" He yelled, crying hard. Amanda got down from the stool she was sitting on and knelt in front of the histerical boy.

"What? What's wrong, Tommi?" The boy stuck his fingers in his mouth and spoke.

"Biley smacked me in the face!" Amanda looked at the side of the boy's thin, long face and tried to contain her laughter. Tom looked at the red mark, the small welt of a little girl's hand shone brightly on the boy's cheek.

"She gets this from you!" Amanda turned to Tom, laughing. He shook his head.

"Nope, Bill would have done that, not me." Bill shifted his weight to one leg and placed his hands on his hips. Tom turned to his brother, who stood on the opposite side of the marble counter and smiled his croocked smile.

"Sie sind ein solcher fucking Lügner, Tom! Fuck you!" Bill stuck his tongue out and turned, opening the refridgerator door.

"Biley!" Amanda yelled. The little girl's face peered out from behind the door next to Tom and Amanda's room. Her face held a devlish grin, just like Tom's. The dimple on her cheek became indented and Tom laughed. She is like me. He laughed quietly to himself.

"Come here!" Amanda demanded. The little girl ran out, wearing a tutu that was pink and purple, and ran to her mother's side. As Amanda scolded her youngest child, the phone to the apartment rang and Gustav answered.

"Hallo? Wer ist das?" Tom listened as Gustav spoke to the person. Gustav threw his napkin at his bandmate, making Tom look at him. Tom noticed Gustav's eyes widen and his jaw drop.

Whew it got hot for a minute. That Biley is bad as hell lol it's so cute how she takes after her father. I wonder what Gustav got excited about...please continue!

"Yes, yes, of course. Thank you!" Gustav hung up the phone and stood silently. Amanda got up from the floor and watched as Tom, Bill, and Gerog waited in anticipation to hear the news.

"We got invited to host the MTV Europe Music Awards in Berlin," Gustav stated once he got over the shock. Bill jumped up and down, clapping his hands.

"Yay!" He chanted over and over. Amanda smiled and laughed from excitment.

"Oh my God! That's amazing!!" She said, grabbing Tom in a hug. He gripped her tightly and lifted her off the ground. Georg just stood there, staring at Tom and Amanda.

"When do we go there?" Bill asked once he was done jumping.

"They are in 3 months, but they want us to start preparing as soon as possible for advertising and shit like that. Dude, this is huge! Only the biggest and best in the industry get to do this!" Gustav was right. When Amanda thought back to the presenters, she remembered the big names in music: Katy Perry, Justin Timberlake, Snoop Dogg, and the guy from Borat. She was so excited to see that they were being recognized as the amazing artists they were.

"I'm so happy for you all!" She exclaimed. "At least you can stay home and not have to be far."

"Amanda," Bill turned to her. "It's like 200 miles away from us. We aren't going to be driving there everyday." Amanda's face turned to slight irritation.

"So I'm staying here, alone, again?" Bill, Gustav, and Georg turned away from Tom and Amanda. They knew there was going to be an arguement.

"Baby, it's just for a few months!"

"A few months? Tom, you are always gone for a few months. A few months here, a few months there. You are missing out on your children's lives! They are almost 4 and you haven't spent more than 2 months total with them! God! Am I the only one who sees how fucked up that is?" Amanda rushed off into the kids' room, opening the door, finding their toys, clothes, and shoes thrown everywhere. Amanda breathed heavily.

"Bailey and Thomas! Pick up your clothes, NOW!" The children stared up and their mother and then rushed to pick up the clothing that covered the entire room. Tom pushed open the door, finding Amanda resting on Tommi's bed, the one shaped like a race car.

"You are right," he said sitting next to her. "You are right, you are right! I haven't been there. But you knew that before! I am always on the road. I am not one to be tied down."

"That's what we are doing? Tying you down? Tom, I didn't decide one day to get pregnant and tie you down. It happened. They," she said pointing to the twin children. "They happened, Tom. I just wish you could see what you are missing." Amanda got up from the bed and walked to the door.

"Go. Have fun in Berlin. We will still be here when you return." Tom picked up a little metal car that sat at his feet. When Amanda shut the door, he threw the car to the ground, watching it skip across the room like a stone skipping across the water's surface.

"Damn it," he cursed.

"Daddy!" Biley said, running into her father's arm. Tom hugged his daughter and inhaled the smell of her hair. It was the smell of innocence and childhood. Her small body got lost in his large clothes, but he could still feel her warmth as he kissed her full cheeks.

"I love you, Mein kleines Mädchen!" He said, pulling her all the way into him, squeezing her tight. Biley smiled, understanding exaclty what her dad had said.

"Ich liebe dich!" She responded in a small voice. He was going to miss this. This little girl had grown on him. Biley smiled and her dimple creased her left cheek.


"We have to go to Berlin today," Tom said, opening the door to the bathroom. The steam from Amanda's shower filtered out into their bedroom. She didn't respond. She hadn't really talked to him the last few days, because everytime she tried to, she almost cried.

"We are leaving in a few hours," he tried again. Still nothing. Amanda stood there, letting the water roll over her body. She looked down at her stomach. It was still flat, but not as tight as it used to be, before the twins came along. She placed her hands on her stomach and sighed. Suddenly, Tom jumped into the shower, fully clothed.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Amanda screetched, covering herself up instinctively.

"You weren't listening to me. We... are... leaving... today," Tom said, slowly. Amanda looked at him with her brow together. She didn't care if he said it fast or slow. She hated hearing the words leaving and today in the same sentence.

"So?" She tried to act like she didn't care, but it hurt her so much. "Go."

"Not until you tell me why you are so upset!"

"You are going to be gone! For 3 months, Tom. 3 months I will be here, by myself, raising our kids. This isn't how I imagined it would be. But, you are Tom Kaulitz. You are a celebrity. Nothing is how I imagined it." Tom looked at Amanda's face.

"It is 3 months. We've been away for 3 years and when we got back together, it was like no time passed! It will be the same as now. I will be gone, but I will call and text and talk to you all the time. I swear. I love you too much to watch you get upset about this. Ok?" Tom tried to get Amanda to look at him, but she turned away. He grabbed her, getting under the shower head which sprayed water all over him. His large t-shirt clung to his body and his tennis shoes filled with water.

"Amanda! You are being so schwierig!" He yelled in German. Amanda laughed.

"I am not!" Amanda found it so incredibly hard to remain mad at Tom for long. It was easy to get mad at him, but to stay mad at him was like trying to prevent rain from falling- it was impossible.

"You are," he said, pulling her in tightly. "I won't be gone long. You'll see. Come on, get out and come say bye to us." Tom kissed Amanda and jumped out of the shower, dripping wet.

"Damn you, Tom Kaulitz," she curse, laughing.

I would be mad as hell too if my fiance would be gone for 3 months, and he has kids he knows he never hardly see's/spend time with. I don't care if it was for 2 weeks I'd probably go insane. Hopefully Amanda can stay strong.

Lovezz it! But...Devilish smile...get it?!?!?! haha i am sooo funny

hahaha... nice one I'll post more later today!!

As soon as the boys left, Amanda remembered something very important. Their WEDDING was in 3 weeks and Tom would be gone. Amanda grabbed out her cell phone and flipped it open, texting Tom.



Amanda pushed Send and waited for his response.

"I cannot believe it slipped my mind! Holy shit!" She cursed, checking her phone every 5 seconds. He still hadn't responded after 5 minutes, so she walked out onto the balcony. Amanda pulled out a cigarette from the pack that was sitting on the railing, next to the can where mounds of old, smoked cigarettes were stashed. As she lit the white stick, her phone vibrated.



Amanda got even more irritated with Tom as she read his message. He isn't going to even help me?! Oh wait, she thought. He never does!! God!! Amanda inhaled her cigarette and flicked the ash off, watching the window carry it away. Her phone vibrated again and she saw that Sam was calling her.

"Oh my God! I am so glad you called!" Amanda answered the phone, not even bothering to say "hi". Sam laughed.

"Well, hi to you, too! What is wrong baby?" Sam asked, hearing her friend's voice shake with anger.

"Tom left today for 3 fucking months, Sam. That is what's wrong. Our wedding is in 3 weeks! I can't do this on my own anymore. He just got back a few days ago from France and now he's in Berlin for the Europe something awards. God! Can I kill him?! Huh? Because right now I would really like to do that!" Amanda went on and on, talking about her fiance and how she wanted to strangle him. Sam listened, like any good friend would, and just remained quiet. When Amanda finally stopped talking, Sam spoke.

"Amanda, Tom loves you. Don't you ever think twice about that. If he didn't, you would still be here, in LA with me. You would never be in the position that you are in- wealthy and loved. You have it, Amanda. After everything that you have lost, you deserve this all. It sounds to me like you don't think you deserve him." Amanda listened, letting her cigarette burn down.

"But, Amanda," Sam continued. "You do, ok? I know you are frustrated. He isn't there, I know! I understand it, but stay strong. Show the strength I know you have, baby girl. When your parents died, you were strong, you carried on, you lived again! Now, do the same thing. Live. Ok?"

"How did you get to be so amazing?" Amanda laughed, wiping tears from her cheeks. "When are you flying in, again?"

"Tomorrow!" Sam said, excitedly. "I cannot wait!!" Neither could Amanda. It was going to be amazing having her best friend there. Bill and Sam were the two people who she considered her closest, dearest friends.

"Ok! I'm so excited. But I hear Biley crying inside. I think Tommi took something from her, so I will let you go. I love you, Sam!" Amanda didn't wait to hear her response, just hung up.

Biley stood in the kitchen, crying with her hands shoved in her mouth. In her stringy, dirty blonde hair, was a big, sticky wad of gum. Amanda nearly screamed. It was right at the roots of her hair, meaning that Amanda would have to cut her hair all the way to the top.

"TOMMI!!" Amanda screamed as she examined Biley's hair. Tommi ran out with gum all over his face. "Where in the WORLD did you get this gum?!"

"Daddy," he smiled, chewing loudly. Amanda pulled out her phone from her pocket and dialed Tom's number. 3 rings later, his voicemail came on.

"This is Tom Kaulitz. I'm not in. Leave a message." Then a beep.

"Thomas Kaulitz, I SWEAR I am going to kill you! You gave the twins gum?! Gum?! Tom, it is in Biley's hair!! I am so mad at you right now, I can't even think. I-I... AHHH!!" She hung up the phone and picked up her daughter, placing her on the marble counter.

"Mommy, it's gross!" Biley cried. Amanda grabbed the sissors that were in the drawer next to her and told her daughter to sit completely still. Amanda pulled the gum up and sniped right at the base. A large chunk of her daughter's thin hair came out, along with the bright pink gum. A little bauld spot stood where the girl's dirty blonde hair used to be.

"Look at you," Amanda said, laughing, kissing her daughter's head. Amanda pulled her cell phone out again and snaped a photo of her daughter, smiling, with her dimple showing and her bauld spot flashing. Amanda laughed as she sent the photo to Tom, Bill, Gustav, Georg, and Sam. Under the photo, Amanda wrote:



"I'm sorry, Mommy." Tommi grabbed Amanda's thin leg. She picked up her son and hugged him tightly.

"It's ok, Tommi," she said, sitting him next to his sister. "Spit it out," she demanded, placing her hand under his tiny mouth. Tommi opened his mouth and out fell the bright pink wad of gum. Amanda made a face, making the twins laugh. She laughed as well, thinking to herself as she saw their delicate faces. Here is my strength.

Sam landed in Hamburg Airport around 4 in the morning. She was so exhausted from the long plane ride, but she was suddenly jolted with energy when she saw the gorgeous face of her friend, smiling, waiting for her at the entrance. Amanda nearly screamed when she saw Sam, but looked around at the people around her. Sam ran into Amanda's arms and they hugged for what seemed like hours.

"I am so happy you are here!" Amanda said, rocking from side to side, Sam still clinging to her. Sam just moaned in agreement. Suddenly, Amanda felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Entschuldigen Sie bitte, kann ich ein Foto und Autogramm?" A young girl, of about 16, stood wearing a Tokio Hotel t-shirt, her bleach blonde hair short and spiked. Amanda smiled and made a face of worry. The girl waited, finally understanding Amanda didn't know German.

"Uh, can I take, ummm, Autogramm," the girl gestured a signature with her hand and Amanda nodded her head. "Und a photo?" The girl gestured a picture being taken.

"Ja!" Amanda said. The girl handed Amanda a piece of paper that looked like was ripped out of a magazine, that held a picture of Tom and Amanda, holding hands. Amanda looked at the picture and realized that it had been taken a few days prior. Amanda quickly signed her name below the picture and put her arm around the girl's tiny waist as a boy took a picture of the two.

"Danke schön," the girl said quietly, grinning and walking away. Sam just stood there in awe.

"What?" Sam said pointing to the girl who was walking away.

"Occasionally someone will recognize me and ask for an autograph," Amanda said nonchalantly. "Come on. Let's go home!"


Amanda's phone rang while she was sitting at the kitchen table, talking to Sam, drinking coffee. She looked at the screen and saw Tom blinking on the screen.

"Hold on," Amanda said to Sam, then flipped the phone open. "Hello?"

"Hey sexy woman!" Tom's loud voice blared in her ear.

"Hey, babe. Why are you yelling?"

"I am at a party and can't hear that well. Oh wow, Bill get me one of those!" Tom said, talking to his brother who passed by with a sexy woman holding onto his arm. Bill turned to his brother and stuck his tongue out, then continued to walk to the booth where Gustav and Georg were sitting.

"Huh?" Amanda asked, trying to hear the noise in the background.

"Nothing, nothing," Tom laughed. He was buzzed. Past buzzed- he was drunk. "I miss you girl!" Amanda knew he was drinking, so she rolled her eyes.

"Tom, just call me tomorrow." As she pulled the phone away from her ear, she heard Tom's voice scream "Wait!"

"What?" She asked, putting the phone back to her head.

"I love you. I will call you tomorrow!" Then, the phone went dead. Sam studied Amanda's face and saw the stress covering her young complexion

"He was drinking?" Sam asked. Amanda nodded. "Whatever, tomorrow we will get our drink on!" Sam exclaimed, getting up from her seat and dancing to no music.

"Yes!" Amanda laughed and got up, dancing along with her friend.


Biley climbed out of bed, at 7 a.m., and went into her mother's room. Amanda was asleep, her legs dangling off the edge. Biley ran her little fingers down the middle of Amanda's feet. Amanda kicked her leg, but remained asleep. Biley laughed and repeated her tickling. Finally Amanda woke up, but pretended to be asleep. As Biley ran her fingers on Amanda's foot, she would shake her leg. Biley laughed so loudly, Sam woke up and walked into Amanda's room.

"What are you doing?" Sam whispered loudly. Biley just laughed. Amanda then shot up, scaring the little girl. Biley jumped, but laughed a high pitched noise.

"So, what are we doing today?" Sam asked, climbing into Amanda's bed.

"Well, these little munchkins have a play date with Tom's mother's sister's daughter's kids." Sam gave Amanda a confused look. "But, when I drop them off, we can go out!"

"Sounds good!" Sam said, clapping.

The day flew by and Amanda hadn't heard from Tom. Finally, at 3 in the afternoon, she texted her fiance.



She sent the message and sipped her coffee as her and Sam roamed around the mall near the apartment. A minute later, her phone beeped.



That was it. Amanda felt hurt. She didn't even know why. The way Tom responded to her made her feel insignificant.

Amanda turned on the TV when they got back home, and ordered a pizza. The kids sat by the TV watching cartoons while Amanda and Sam sat outside, watching the sunset. When it got late, they walked back inside, finding the twins asleep on the couch. Amanda took Tommi and Sam took Biley, carrying them into their room and putting them in bed.

"Thanks," Amanda whispered as she closed the door quietly and walked to the couch. She flipped the channel to a local station which had a show all about celebrity news. Amanda sat down when she heard the anouncer say the words Tokio Hotel. She fumbled with the remote, looking for the subtitles button, finally pushing on the English subtitles.

"And today, the group Tokio Hotel was spotted at a club in downtown Berlin. A spectator said that they saw the lead guitarist, Tom Kaulitz, dancing with a girl on the dance floor." Up shot a picture of Tom, with his arms around a girl's waist. Amanda gasped.

"The spectator said that they danced to a few songs, then disappeared into a back room, where the guitarist didn't emurge for 3 hours. Tom Kaulitz, older twin brother to Bill Kaulitz, is engaged to Amanda Anderson, a girl from America who Tom met while on tour in California. They are said to be married later this month."

Amanda sat, staring at the TV, trying to comprehend the news. Her phone began to ring and she saw it was Tom. She flipped the phone open, but didn't answer.

"Amanda? Amanda?" Tom asked. "Amanda, I know you're there. Answer!" She didn't answer.

"It's all false, Amanda. Yes, I danced with her, but nothing happened. I swear to God! Please, Amanda!" Tom pleaded. Finally Amanda spoke.

"There are pictures, Tom. I-I... Why?" Tom could tell tears were forming in her eyes and he grunted. Fuck! he cursed in his head.

"I love you. That is all that matters. I love you and only you, Amanda!"

"Do you?" She asked, then hung up the phone.

Oh nooo and it's days before the wedding... what will Amanda do?

TOM YOU RETARD!!!!! OH NO!! I WISH TOM HAD A BRAIN!! MAKE HIM GROW ONE IN THE STORY!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE??!?!?

I agree with abn1997 Tom should gow a brain

Bill sat on Tom's bed, devouring an entire bag of gummie worms. He sat cross-legged on the hotel bed, listening to his brother's conversation with Amanda. Bill knew Amanda would flip out. They had been watching the same channel at the same time, and as soon as the annoucer finished his story on Tom and the girl, Bill watched as Tom pulled out his BlackBerry and called his fiance.

Tom slammed his phone down on the bed and watched as it bounced off the matress to the floor.

"She is being dificult!!" Tom screamed, raising his hands up in the air and slamming them back down on his legs. "She is always so difficult. She never fucking listens and she assumes things way too quickly!!"

"Sound familiar?" Bill asked, raising his pierced eye brow up. Tom snorted.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you were the same exact way when Oddetta said shit about Amanda. You were difficult. You assumed things too quickly. You wouldn't fucking listen!! God, Tom." Bill threw his bag of candy down and stormed out onto the balcony and lit a cigarette. Tom inhaled deeply. The shirt he was wearing smelled like Amanda's perfume.

"Bill," Tom said as he rose from the bed and walked to the sliding glass door. Bill kept his back to his brother. "What am I going to do? Huh? She thinks I cheated on her! I mean I would rather shoot myself in the leg before I ever thought about doing that to her."

"I know you didn't cheat on her, but that's what the tabloids and news are saying. That girl isn't denying it, she's endorsing it and now it's your word against hers." Bill turned around and blew a puff of smoke into Tom's face.

"She needs to know I didn't do this." Tom whispered, then walked back into his room, closing the door. Bill pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Amanda's number. There were three rings, then her voicemail.

"Hi! You have reached Amanda's phone and I'm not here! Leave a message and I will call you right back! Danke shön!" Then a beep.

"Amanda, baby girl, it's Billy. I need you to call me darling. Ok? I know you saw the news, but you know better than anyone how they make things up. Please call me. I love you, sweeite!" Bill's voice was delicate and beautiful sounding. He closed his phone and took another hit of his cigarette. Minutes later, his phone began to ring.



Bill quickly flipped his phone open.

"Hallo?" He answered.

"You called?"Amanda said shortly.

"Are you ok? I know-"

"Yes. I am fine. What is it you want? Did Tom put you up to this?"

"No, Amanda," Bill defended calmly. "I needed to talk to you. Listen, what you heard tonight wasn't true. Well, Tom did dance with her, but he did not have sex with her! I was there, Amanda. I wouldn't lie to you about this." Amanda sighed.

"Look, Bill, thanks for letting me know. I know he didn't cheat. I believe him and you, but it's more than this. It's more than just this time. It has to do with us when Tom and I are married. These things will still happen. Bill, Tom is a flirt. I know that better than anyone, and he has a reputation. That is going to make it so hard. I can't keep seeing those headlines."

Bill sat and listened to Amanda's breathing become rapid as she tried to supress her cries.

"But you need to realize one thing, Amanda. He loves you. He fucking loves you more than he has ever loved anything in his life before!"

"But," Amanda started, then hesitated. "But I don't want to compete with temptation, Billy. I don't want there to be temptation anymore, but that is impossible." Amanda sighed. "Thank you, Bill. I love you. I will talk to you later." Amanda hung up the phone, leaving Bill to the silence of the dark night.


There was only one more week left until Amanda and Tom's wedding. The church was picked, the hall for the reception was paid for, the decorations, dresses, tuxedos, and flowers were picked and paid for. Tom got butterflies in his stomach when he noticed the date. It was July 24th and their wedding day was July 30th, exactly 6 days away.

Tom texted Amanda in the morning on his way to a meeting, while Anton drove his black Escalade down the streets of Berlin.



Amanda recieved the message, but couldn't really read words because her eyes were foggy with tears. She had been crying since the night before, still seeing the image of the woman and Tom grinding on the dance floor. She opened the phone and Sam read her what the message said.

"Amanda, I think you better call him. Let him explain to you what happened and make up for goodness sakes!! There are 6 days left until you are Mrs. Tom Kaulitz. Don't spend it like this," Sam said, pointing to Amanda's swollen face.

"Fine," Amanda sniffed. Her nose was plugged and it made her speech sound muffled. "Call him." Sam dialed his number and handed Amanda the phone.

"Hallo?" Tom asked, anxious.

"Tom?"

"Yes, yes, I'm here, baby! I am sorry. So sorry. You have no idea! Nothing happened. I swear on everything I love, nothing happened!!" Tom's voice raised as he tried hard to prove his innocence.

"I know. I believe you," Amanda said, sniffing. "But I can't keep seeing those headlines. They will be the end to me." Tom laughed, the cleared his throat.

"The only person you need to be worried about me cheating with is YOU!" Tom joked. Amanda didn't laugh.

"Listen, I am coming home today after this meeting. We need to talk face to face and I can't stay away much longer. Kiss the twins for me and be prepared. I have hundereds of kisses for you waiting on my lips." Tom snickered and then said good-bye. Amanda hung up the phone and smiled to herself. He is coming home!

That was awesome! My birth day is the 25th!!!!