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Angst ~Eight~

*Acht ^_^ Dedicated to, Dimplez, Tiara, Halle, Stormi and everyone else who reads the story, I'm glad you enjoy it :) And so, enjoy :)
-Lexa*

The hours past by as we all continued to watch the many home videos, everyone already forgetting about the first two.

I looked at the clock and sighed, finally standing up. "Alright, who wants to help make dinner?"

Everyone pointed to Tom, smirking. He glared at everyone and shook his head. "I'll just burn everything."

"That's what makes it so fun." I joked, grabbing his arm and pulling him into the kitchen.

"So, Ã¼ber das Video..." Tom smirked, hopping up onto the counter.

I glared at him and rolled my eyes. "Was unternehmen?"

He raised an eyebrow and opened the fridge as I walked towards it. "Sie waren errÃ¶ten ziemlich schlecht."

"So war Bill." I pointed out, not wanting to be in the conversation.

He took the hint and moved onto a different subject. "So, was geschehen, daÃ? Tag? Im Juni..."

"Das ist nicht eine gute Thema zu sprechen." I sighed.

"Sorry. I know it's still hard. Even though it's been almost a year."

I stopped abruptly, looking st the calender. "1 more week." I mumbled, sitting back against the wall.

He gave a small sad smile, something I was getting sick of everyone doing. "Smoke?"

I chuckled, shaking my head. "As tempting as it is at the moment, I quit. I am a singer you know."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes, laughing. "Doesn't stop Bill."

I raised an eyebrow. "He still smokes?"

He shrugged simply and nodded. "Everyone does though. I think we're just a bad influence on him." He smirked.

I laughed and shook my head, pushing off the wall but stopping instantlly as memories flooded again. I bit my lip nervously and held my hand out. "I guess one wouldn't hurt."

"You smoked."

I raised an eyebrow at Bushido's obvious statement and shrugged. "One smoke couldn't hurt."

"You promised him."

"I know."

"He'd be dissapointed in you."

I slammed my fist down on the desk and glared at him. "That's enough!"

Both of us were surprised by my actions and I instantlly moved my hand away, sighing. "Sorry, I'm just..." I groaned, leaning back in the chair. "This has all been so much for me. I've gotten so much more paper work, much more shit to deal with, much more-"

He cut me off with a quick yet slightly lingering kiss.

"Calm down, ja? I gotta go, I have an album to work on." He chuckled before walking out of my office.

I sat there in shock, slightly wide eyed. "Er just...he... KÃ¼Ã?te..." I mumbled before snapping out of it and sighing, moving back to my paperwork.

*So about that video...
What about it?
You were blushing pretty badly.
So was Bill.
So what happened that day? In June...
That isn't a good subject to talk about.
He just...he...kissed...
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Yes, you're allowed to kill me for the ending -_- And for the slight smoking reference. I couldn't help it. *shrugs* haha Anyway, I still hope you liked it =)
-Lexa*

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