In a complex family dynamic, Ella navigates a life marred by her mom's remarriage to Tom, an older figure too close to her own age. The household becomes unbearable due to their constant intimate moments, leading to a rift between Ella and her mothe...
I jolted awake as the plane touched down in New York. I woke up Tom too, I watched as he rubbed his eyes yawning. As soon as we got off this plane we all have to go straight to our fittings.
We all booked the same hotel so luckily we all had to get there together. We all rushed out of the plane, hopped in the car and drove straight to our hotel. Tom and I walked into our hotel room rushingly. I met with my stylists as he met with his.
As soon as my hair and makeup was done it was time to slip into my beautiful dress (photos of Tom and Ella's outfits all the way down). I looked at my reflection in the mirror, admiring my new look. I look at my arms noticing my scars. "Can we cover these with concealer?" I ask the makeup artists. They smile at me, applying concealer to my scars, blending them in with my natural skin color. I slip on my heels, as they hand me my purse.
"Photos!" Bill yells coming into the room. I turn around smiling as Tom popped around the corner. Bill gasps as he sees me, smiling. "You're drop dead gorgeous!" Bill says enthusiastically, "Tom what do you think?". Bill looks at Tom smirking.
"Yeah, you look amazing" Tom says inching his arm around my waist, kissing my cheek. I felt my cheeks heat up as I grabbed his ear pulling him down. He writhed in his pain and whined. "Tom stop whining, you'll ruin your makeup" I say smiling at Tom trying not to laugh.
"The cars are here!" Gustav says running in. We all scurry downstairs. I waddle in my heels, trying not to trip. We made it to the front door as everyone started walking out to their cars. Gustav walks outside to his car, signing a few cds on the way. Georg went next to his car as fan-girls screamed and paparazzi spammed photos of him.
Tom and I shield our eyes as the bright flashes flooded our visions, Tom grabbed my hand leading me toward the car. I couldn't tell if he was talking over the bloodcurdling screams of girls my age. I step into the car, being cautious of my dress. Tom hops in beside me as he shuts the door. "We have 30 minutes until we arrive at the met ball. Enjoy yourselves!" the driver yells as he shuts the window to the back.
I smile at Tom, wondering how to strike a conversation with him. "You must love your fans" I say laughing.
"Yeah, they're great. I cant wait till the album comes out so we can tour again" he explains. He shifts his legs, spreading them wider. Holy shit, can this guy take up more space in the car. How does he get hotter every second?
"How is the album going?" I ask smiling. I was trying to pry more information out of Tom about the album.
"It's going great, bills even letting me write a few songs. It's supposed to release to public in October. Then we go on tour most of 2010" He says smiling. We sit in silence for a few minutes as I thought how to respond to that.
"We should walk the dogs in central park tomorrow." I smile. Turning to make eye contact with Tom.
"Tomorrow we have to do some weird fan signing, and like an interview" he sighed looking in his lap, as if he was trying to not disappoint me. "My schedule is clear afterward, we can walk them then." Tom perked up fast.
We pulled up to the Met Museum as the guy opened our door to let Tom out. Tom got out of the car, waiting by the door to help me out. "Such a gentleman Tom, Dankeschön" I say smiling at him.
"Natürlich meine liebe" He kisses my hand helping me out. We walk into the tent, waiting to walk up the stairs. We were in front of Bill, but behind Ciara. We stood patiently- in silence as we waited to walk. As we start walking toward the stairs, my mom and her huge ass belly appears out of thin air. My whole demeanor shifted as we walked up the stairs.
Tom snaked his arm around my waist, as we posed for the cameras. Cameras flashed everywhere as our names were called. He looked down at me smiling. "Thank you" I mouthed to Tom as I smiled. Cameras went crazy as we shared that little moment. We continued walking up those stairs as Bill appeared next to us.
"Pose" Bill says smiling. We smile to the photographers, after a few photos I step aside letting Tom and Bill get photos together. Tom walks over to me kissing my cheek, the photographers go insane. I was only his plus one, so I didn't really deserve all that spotlight. We made it to the top of the stairs as my mother appears on the carpet with that fuckass designer who made her trash-bag dress. Every single photographer longed for a photo of the one and only Heidi Klum. They immediately shifted their attention to mom, she made eye contact with me as she made her way up the stairs.
She took her time as Tom pulled me to the line to be seated with the band. We met up with Georg and Gustav in line. My feet were killing me on all of this standing.
I scan the area trying to find Bill, but instead I saw my mom staring right at me. "I'll be right back." I say to Tom as I smile. I walk toward my mom. "What the fuck do you want?" I ask my mom in a stern voice.
"Ella, don't you want to be in your baby brother's life? I know what I did to Tom was absolutely fucked. But please." She begs. I felt tears form in my eyes. I remember being younger begging for a baby brother, but my mom would almost always tell me how I practically ruined her 'bod'. I felt sympathy for her, but that didn't give her a reason to treat tom or I like shit.
"I cant, i'm so sorry" I walk away from her tears in my eyes, I try to find the bathroom. I walk into the bathroom to find a bunch of people taking photos in the mirrors.
"Join our photo!" Emma Roberts says smiling at me. They all ushered me into the photo as I held in my tears. I smiled at them all thanking them for letting me join. I grabbed a paper towel drying my eyes before tears fell. I leaned against the counters as I calmed my breathing. I walked out of the bathroom trying to find the band.
"Any idea where Tokio Hotel is?" I ask the lady.
"Yeah, follow me" she smiles at me. She leads me inside the seating area to a table where everyone was sitting at.
- Author note: repost. Goodnight.
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