— milan, italy " 2010

humanoid city live. you stand before the flashing stage that featured the band, tokio hotel. you didn't think of them for their band name, but because they were your best friends since the womb. you were all close as a bunch, and you'd often volunteer to come to their concerts to support them.

you stand awkwardly in the crowd as most have brought another to come with them. shifting awkwardly as people hold hands and cheer, you just lip sync and sway your head side to side to their 16th song of the night—Darkside of the Sun. the stage alone was grand.

tom's guitar skills, georg on the bass, gustav on the drums, and bill singing.. it was all a fantasy; their talent... fortunately to save you from the uncomfortableness of standing alone in the crowd, you lock eyes with bill as he dances over to your side of the stage. you offer a weary smile and as he holds the microphone in one hand, the other is held out to you. you feel the crowds stares burning into your back as you grasp his gloved hand, letting bill pull you up in stage.

oh god, this was embarrassing. but it was better now that you were with your bestfriends. bill throws a arm around your shoulder and looks at you during the whole song. you feel your heart beating extremely face, and your face heats up quickly. with all this, you couldn't deny the growing feelings you had for him over the years, and now this was pushing it.