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Angst ~Five~
*Funf! Hah, no joke people, that is actually how you say 'five' in German. lol But hell, 'Eleven' in German is 'Elf' so...yeah...I'm babbling for some reason -_- Anyway! haha Enjoy =) Dedicated to Halle, Tiara, Kelz, Dimplez and everyone else! :D -Lexa* I paced my room, trying to pass some time. I looked over at Bushido and glared at seeing him sitting calmly at the end of the bed. "Wie können sie so ruhig?!" He raised an eyebrow and laughed. "Ruhig, Lila, warum sind sie so nervös?" I rolled my eyes and sighed, crossing my arms. "Habe ich die zwillinge da sie tatsächlich sah wie. Es war so lange." He rolled his eyes also and chuckled. "Just calm down, okay?" I raised an eyebrow and shook my head. "You switch to English at the most random times." "It's fun to catch you off guard." He smirked. "I can't wait till you go back to Germany next week." "Aww, you'll miss me, you know you will." "No, we'll all throw a party." "Bill won't." I started laughing and I grabbed my jacket along with my car keys. "Bill barely knows you. They all barely know you. They'll help me with the party." ** "Hey! Das ist nicht fair!" "Ist zu! Ich bin der älteste, es ist fair." "10 Minuten nicht einen Unterschied machen, Tom!" Dad and I watched the twins fight, both trying not to laugh. "Bill, Tom." "Was!?" They both snapped, looking at me. "Split ihn in die Hälfte." I said simply, giggling. They both looked down at the chocolate bar in their hands and split it in half, breaking into s huge grin. "Danke schön!" ** "Of course, they're late." I sighed and checked my watch, groaning. "Fashionably late, I hope." "With Bill, yes. The others...don't think so." Bushido laughed, crossing his arms and leaning back against the car. I was about to defend them when I heard screams coming from inside the airport. "They're here." We both announced at the same time, laughing. The first that came out was Bill, sighing while fixing his hair. Next was Georg, mumbling something about crazy fans. Then Gustav, doing the same as Georg. And last was Tom, grinning idiotically. I raised an eyebrow at that. "He's already got 5 numbers." Georg rolled his eyes, shaking his head. Paris, Prince and Blanket came out of the car, running towards the four, giving several greetings of, 'Tom! Bill! Gustav! Georg!' I giggled and smiled to myself. Though I hadn't seen them in a while, dad took the three to Germany 5 years ago where they all ran into each other. Literally. Bill looked up and gave a sad smile, as did Tom. "We were all heartbroken when we heard the news." I chuckled slightly and returned the smile. "Please don't talk about it. I'd...rather not think about it." Though, I already was. ** I sat in one of the many hospital chairs in front of the ER, trying to drown out the sobs from everyone else in the family. I had to stay strong for my younger siblings. The doors slowly opened, revealing a very apologetic doctor. "Nein, nein, nein, nein." I kept repeating to myself quietly, thinking the worse. "I'm sorry." ** "You know that artical in the magazine..." I glared at Bill, throwing a kitchen towel at him. "Lies. All lies, I swear." He laughed, tossing the towel in the air and catching it. "The magazines are all over the airport. On shelves and in peoples' hands. I think I heard someone say it was a pretty popular artical." I sighed, picking up a knife. "It's annoying. I've always hated the media. Never thought I would have to deal with it myself though. I've only worried when dad..." I paused, memories pooling in again. ** I leaned against the doorframe, watching dad slowly slide a medicane bottle out from the bathroom cabinet. "Dad." His eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights and he froze his movents. "Lila..." I slowly moved forward and grabbed the bottle from his hands. "Don't." ** "Lila?" I snapped out of it and hissed in pain as I felt the knife sliding against my finger. Bill sighed and tossed the towel back over to me. "Be careful, alright? I know...it's hard." I nodded slowly, wiping the blood from my finger. "Sorry. I just...can't help the memories. I'm...I'm afraid..." "Don't be." *How can you be so calm?! Calm down, Lila, why are you so nervous? I haven't seen the twins since they actually looked a like. It's been that long. Hey! That's not fair! Is to! I'm the oldest, it is fair. 10 minutes doesn't make a difference, Tom! What?! Split it in half. Thank you! ------------- Afraid. Hence, the title! Haha Anyway, I hope it's not too much of other celebrities. It's hard not to add them when I can only add memories in the story. So...sorry? *nervous smile* -Lexa*
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