The Show Of My Life escrita por Mylla Noir


Capítulo 1
Capítulo 1




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My favorite band is in town, and I REAALLY wanna go! I can’t make it on my own, though, I need my bff to go with me.

-          C’mon! It’ll be fun…It’s Tokio Hotel, do it for me! I know you may not like them, but you do enjoy some songs!! I’ll do whatever you want me to after that!

-          Mylla, I don’t know..and I don’t have the money – and I think it just don’t worth it - . What will you do to go?? You know your mother won’t let you.

-          Please twinsis! I am begging you! I know you can save the money you need to go!! About my mom, I can handle it – just cover me if I need it.. – Please!! For me? Think about your favorite band, if they were in town and you needed someone to go with, I would go with you! Pleaaase!!!

-          Ok..damn! You’re annoying! But you own me that…

Ok, I own her ‘cuz I want to take her for a Tokio Hotel show with me..Does that make any sense for you??? No?? Me neither.

-          Love you!! *-*.. You know that you’re awesome, right?

-          Yeah, yeah..I’ve heard that before.

*¬¬’ *

So, there we were, getting ready for the best show in my life. I told my mother that twinsis invited me for a weekend sleepover, and I’m supposed to come back home on Monday. Am I brave enough to come back??

* =s *

-          Ok, now we are here..no turning back..

Yes, the show would be on Sunday, but we got in the line on the Saturday morning.

-          Why did I come with you?!?

-          Because you love me and you know that!

-          It was a rhetorical question!

Before I realized, I was talking to some people in the line, it wasn’t crowded. People really started coming on the show’s night.

-          See? I told you what would happen if we just came on Sunday! – thanks god I don’t listen to you - .

-          Shut up! We are here, aren’t we? Let me enjoy…..

I knew she would enjoy – maybe it’s just because of the cute guy she is talking to, but she’s still enjoying! - .

-          WE GOT THE FRONT!! I KNEW IT’D WORTH!! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! THE FRONT!!

We waited for about two more hours before the show begins, but it was ok, I mean..it’d worth. Specially for twinsis, who was making new “friends”. And yeah, by “friends” I mean, BOYfriendS!

The show started and it was amazing!! Bill’s voice was perfect as always, Tom so damn sexy playing guitar, Georg smiling at the fans and Gustav..WHAT THE HELL OF A DRUMMER!! – look at his arms! *-* - .

I looked for twinsis and she was just as excited as me for whatever was coming next.

I was so happy that I could stand there forever. I was singing “Dogs Unleashed” when I realized that Tom was looking in my direction. HAHAHAHA! Am I crazy?? Of course I am! You know what..I am too busy now to make up things. Of course he’s not staring at me! – however it looks like he is - . They’ve finished the show with “Ich Bin Da” – I cried.. – and a “goodbye, see you next time, thank you” from Bill. Everybody started going home right after the show, half hour later the place was almost empty.

-          Hey twin, let’s go!..

-          Here, get the money and I am going to stay a little longer.

-          Be home soon please…

She got the money and left. I needed to think about what have I done. I still was there three hours later, sat on the floor, smiling and freaking out at the same time. I was wondering how much lifetime I had left, I checked my phone..seven phone calls from my mother when I was at the show! Gosh..I am dead!

*My mind*

-          ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND??? YOU WANTED TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK??

-          But I…

-          SHUT UP! Go to your room! You’ll never see the sunlight again!!

-          NOOOOOOOOOO!

*My mind off*

I really have to enjoy this “after show” moment, ‘cuz probable, it’ll be the last. I won’t make it until tomorrow! Please, barry me with all my books, Tokio Hotel CDs and DVDs and my cell phone.

-          So, what are you still doing here?

-          Just thinking about the hell of a show the guys just did! =) – and how much I am close to death - .

I turned around to see who I was talking with – I know this voice… -. And then I saw Tom Kaulitz! =0!!!!!!

YES! TOM KAULITZ! HIMSELF! LIVE! I COULD TOUCH HIM!!

*Acting like this is no big deal..*

-          May I sit here?

-          Sure!

He sat a little too close, not that I am complaining…

-          What’s your name?

-          Mylla. It’s how my friends call me.

-          Humm. Did you like the show?

-          Are you kidding? THE BEST SHOW EVER!....

-          …And?

-          And it might be the last one.

-          Why?

Should I tell him? Whatever, if I’m going to die I’ll remember this moment for the rest of my life – not so far - .

-          My mom doesn’t know that I was coming… I kind of lied to her – totally lied – to see the show, she thinks – at least thought – I am at my friend’s house.

-          How old are you?

-          I am 17.

-          You lied to your mother just to come and see us?

-          Of course! And I would do it again!

-          You know, if I did something like that to my mother I would be in the cemetery by now.

-          Yeah, you can step there tomorrow to see me if you want!

-          HAHAHAHAHA!

-          This isn’t a joke. Oh, and before you go, could you give me your autograph?

-          Sure…wait, do you want me to go?

-          HELL TO THE NO!

Don’t you think Tom’s laugh is lovely??

-          Then, can I invite you for a drink? I can drive you home after.

I love when he does that sexy thing with his lips! It drives me crazy!!

-          Do you really need to ask?

He smiled and we went to this pub in his car, it was cool – he knows the right places.. - . It wasn’t too crowded and nobody seemed to notice him..I guess it’s because of the people, I think they didn’t like rock music.

*In the car*

-          So, do you have a favorite of us?

-          Why are you asking me that?! You all have your qualities! You are hot and plays tons of instruments, Gustav is sooooo cute! You start laughing at Georg when he does some kinds of faces and there’s Bill, Bill..his voice is so perfect!

-          U-hum.. – Bill is her favorite..¬¬’ - .

-          (Never said nothing like that! But it’s true)

-          Was it you acting crazy in the front line?

-          I think so, ;P! I thought yo….

-          I what?

-          Never mind.

-          Say it.

-          Well, I THOUGHT you were looking at me during the show, but I realized that it didn’t make sense and I started “acting crazy” again.

-          Really? You’ve noticed? Well, I was staring at you and it wasn’t from your head.

I wasn’t crazy!!

-          Why?

-          Thought you’re beautiful, and you were really enjoying the show. And when I say really I mean, REAALLY liking the show.

-          Of course I was liking. I’m an Alien!

-          Haha, I don’t see a chick like you for long.

*Out of the car*

-          Is it here?

-          Yes…

-          A chick like me is a good or a bad thing?

-          A very good one. Are you from Germany?

-          No, I’m not. I’m from Brazil. I live here, though.

-          Goood…

We started talking about many things, some of them were about the band, movies, songs and things like that.

-          Would you like a drink?

-          A coke, please.

-          Don’t you drink alcohol?

-          Are you kidding? I’m screwed enough to drink alcohol – but yes, I drink.. - .

-          That’s true. It’s late, would you like to go home?

-          Are you asking me if I rather die than chat with you?

-          No, I’m asking if you want to come over my place.

-          Hmmmm. I’d like to say yes, but  YOU + ME + BED(room) it’s not a good idea. Can you see that girl right there? I think if you ask her, she’ll  say yes.

Tom gave me that dirty smile he has when I said that.

-          I’ll drive you to your friend’s house.

-          What about the girl? I can grab a cab, Tom!

-          What?! No way! I’ll drive you home and if it’s ok with her I’ll catch her later. C’mon.

*In the car*

-          Will you still be there tomorrow?

-          At twinsis’ house? Yes, think so. I have no rush to die!!

-          HAHAHAHA..I’ll step by later, so wait for me.

-          Are you sure? I mean, I have to go back home and it’ll be lots of screaming and punishment.

-          Yes, I am sure. Wait for me, I’ll be there. Told you I would drive you home and I will.

-          Are you sure?

-          Yes.

-          It’s here.

Twinsis was by the door’s side. Tom came out of the car and she was like: o.O?!

-          Wait for me ok?

-          Ok.

-          Can I have your number?

-          Sure – he got what he wanted..haha - .

Before he leaves he told me to don’t go home, ‘cuz he would be here to drive me and to be a “good girl”. I have no idea what that means. I’m an angel. Fallen Angel..hahahaha!

-          Bye..See you tomorrow.

-          Ok, Tom.

He entered the car and left. You had to see twinsis’ face! HILARIOUS!!

*Flashback on*

-          Hello, how are you?

-          Hummm..He…I’m fin..

*Twinsis’ mind*

WHAT THE FUCK????!!!

*Twinsis’mind off*

-          Bye!

-          B…

*Flashback off*

Told you h-hun? HILARIOUS!!!

-          TWIIN!! What was that?

-          Well, after you left I sat on the floor for like three hours or more, I thought everybody had left, but Tom came and we started talking. We went to a pub where he asked me to go to his place, but I said no.

-          WHAT?!WHY DID YOU DO THAT?? HE IS HOOT!

-          I have no clue! I’m still thinking about why I haven’t said yes.

-          Do you think he’ll come back?

-          Have no idea! Can we sleep now? If I want at least 1% chance of survival tomorrow I must rest!

-          Tomorrow you’ll tell me every little detail!

-          Night twin.

-          Night.

We woke up the next day about 10 am, we were having breakfast when someone honk the horn outside.

-          Do you think it’s him?

-          I hope it is. *-*

I opened the door and he was waiting for me inside the car. I told him to come on in and he came.

-          Hey, Mylla. How was your night?

-          You came! So so..I had nightmares with my mom…  =S.

-          HAHAHA. I told you I was coming.

-          Want breakfast?

-          No, already ate. Are you ready?

-          Noo, I don’t wanna die!

-          Calm down! I’ll be there with you.

-          Thanks. Hey, why are you here so early? Thought you were with that girl of the bar.

I gave him my best morning smile!..XD!

-          No, after I got you here I went home. I was very tired! And when I got home, I still had to answer Bill’s questions…

*Tom’s Flashback*

I unlocked the door and went to the kitchen to take something to eat and Bill was in the living room watching TV.

-          Hey, Tom. Where were you the whole night?

-          Hey, bro. What you’re doing up so late? I was chatting with a girl…

-           ¬¬’

-          … She is a fan. I met her after the show.

-          Where’s she?

-          At her friend’s house.

-          Hmmmm…

Bill gave me a dirty smile!..God! What he thinks I am ??

-          Bill! Stop it! Nothing happened. I tried, but she said no. She is different, cool… - it has been a long time ago someone said no to me. –

-          Where’s the other girl?

-          THERE ARE NO GIRLS!!

-          U-huh..

-          I’m going to bed now.

-          Wait, sorry. What’s her name?

-          Mylla. I’ll see her again tomorrow.

-          Someone has fall in love!!

-          SHUT THE HELL UP!

*Tom’s Flashback off*

-          HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

-          HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

-          And he still was looking for a girl. I told him that I wasn’t with any girls and he looked at me like I had a contagious disease.

-          HAHAHAHAHAHA!

-          HAHAHAHAHAHA!

-          Ok now, time to go.

-          Ok, bye sis…See you later, I guess.

-          Good luck!

Thanks twin, I’ll need it…


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