Reunited

12

The rest of the Europe and Asia tour felt like a blur. Although each experience was different to an extent, the stress of touring just made everything come together as one.

Angela's love for Tom only grew once they were sleeping together in tour buses, spending long hours traing and basically being with one another every waking moment.

But as her love grew so did her jealousy. Tom basically had a new group of girls in every city and though some hurt less, there were some that made it feel like she had a stake repeatably stabbing her.

Lucky enough, the tour was coming to an end and Angela could spend some time away from him to take her mind off things. The last stop that they had was America and although the band was nervous at the other concerts they performed the anxiety was partically high for the ones that they were now preparing for.

However, just before they got to their hotel in Los Angeles. Their manager was finally ready to tell them about the surprise she had promised.

"So you guys have been blowing up in the states the past couple of months. And you have been asked to play at the MTV VMA's!" The manager gave the group a round of applause.

The whole groups mouths were basically on the floor. "the vma's....THE VMA'S!?" Bill said screaming in disbelief.

"Omg...OMG!" Angela followed up, excitement building inside her.

The other three, were frantically looking around at one another trying to wrap their mind around what they had just been told.

"Oh and there's one other thing!" The manager said. The whole group staring at her with anticipation.

"Well you see to get to play at the VMAs you kind need to have done something..." The group looked around confused.

"Well what is it? Do we need Bill to suck someone off." Tom said. The group glared at him. "What I'm serious they do that kind of thing here."

"While that is true Tom." The manager looked at him, the rolled her eyes and brought more air into her lungs with a hiss. "You won't be needing to anything like that, especially since your all only 17,18 and 19"

"Still happens." Tom said under his breath.

"No you need to be nominated." The manager said a smile spanning her face.

"Nominated?" Georg said leaning forward, his eyes wide.

"You mean we were nominated...for a VMA!?!?" Bill said once again screaming.

"Well not just nominated for one...but for two!" The manager said smiling.

"TWO!?" Angela said, her face filled with shook.

The group could have died right then and there. They were going to one of the most famous music award shows in the world. And not only that, they were nominated. None of them could have predicted this so they were all in complete and utter shook.

Even up until they walked into their hotel room, their brains still hadn't fully processed what was going on.

For a moment they snapped out of their shook to get to their rooms and unpack.

Bill walked down the corridor. Stopping and looking around. "Uh guys....We have an issue."

Everyone pepped their head down the corridor. Bill turned around to face them.

"There's only four rooms. Someone's gonna have to share."

Everyone's eyes opened wide. Quickly they all touched their noses and yelled "Not It" so they wouldn't have to.

All but Angela and Tom.

"Hah! You two gotta share!" Gustav called out pointing his at the pair, laughing hysterically.

Georg leant over to Tom "Looks like your dreams coming true." Tom just glared at him.

But Angela sat there, the butterflies once again causing a commotion within her.

Tom played it up for the boys. "I know right, she'll have the time of her life with me. Ain't that right baby girl." He said putting his hand on her chin, lifting her face up to his.

"Don't worry I can sleep on the couch." He whispered to her as not to break his 'bad boy' character.

Angela smiled at him and then looked back down to the group and he let her go.

They all split up and began unpacking as they did every time they were in a new city. Tom and Angela obviously going to their shared room. Which was the one closest to the living room and furthest away from the other rooms.

Tom closed the door behind him and put down his stuff, next to the rooms dresser.

"You know you can sleep in here tonight, I don't mind sleeping in the couch." Angela spoke up as she pulled out some of her clothes from her suitcase.

"Nah I couldn't let you do that. Wouldn't want you not to get enough beauty sleep." He said in his usual cocky tone.

"Okay whatever, but don't come crying to me when it's uncomfortable. I mean we are here for a few weeks after all." Angela replied

"It's all good, I'll get them to bring up a pull out bed tomorrow." Tom said, a more genuine smile taking over his face.

Angela just smiled back at him and continued to unpack.

That night the group didn't have anything on so they decided to get to get early that night as they had an interview the next morning.

Tom snuggled up on the couch as he promised and Angela crawled in u der her bed sheets. But she couldn't sleep, she felt too awake, so she instead laid there, letting her thoughts run wild.

However it was interrupted about an hour later by a small knock in the door. Angela was confused but opened the door up. It was Tom.

She opened the door up to let him in and he looked at her with tired eyes.

"You were right that couch is uncomfortable."

A/N:
I know they went to the VMAs in 2008 and this is currently in 2006 but like it's a fan fic doesn't all have to be accurate lol.
Also do u guys want any smutt in this??

- Monika Lee