Era 12 noaptea cand Bill s-a hotarat sa-si dea pansamentul jos. B:iubi esti pregatit? T:cred ca da... B:inchide ochii! Tom a facut in tocmai cum bill i-a spus si a asteptat sa vada minunatul tatuaj. B:ta-damm deschide ochii T:wow... B:iti place? T:da e foarte frumos.Aah nu te-a durut sa-ti scrii numele meu sub un fluturas? B:asta ca sa stii ca pentru tine indur orice...pentru ca te iubesc...nu-ti poti da seama cat! Tom il privea,era pierdut prin privirea lui...avea un zambet dragut,angelic,ratacit. B:stiu...stiu ca tie ti se pare ca aberez...dar eu nu o sa pot iubi pe altcineva cum te iubesc pe tine! T:nu...stiu ca nu minti...dar nu pot sa nu imi inghit cuvintele cand te uiti la mine...ma omori!Si stii ca as face orice ca sa te am langa mine...as taia si capete! B:si eu te iubesc bebe T:meeeey!!Mi-am amintit ceva... B:ce? T:stii ca atunci cand aveam cinci ani tu imi ziceai bebe? B:mmm...:-?aah da T: eh si mai stii ca tot la cinci ani ne-am sarutat prima oara? B:cum,unde? T:pai am fost la gradinita si tu cum erai mai sensibilos de fel te suparai din orice,si parca o fata nu mai stiu ce ti-a facut...si ai inceput sa urlii si sa strigi „Bebee!Bebee!”dupa mine...si am plecat acasa,si acasa ne-am bagat in pat la caldurica si m-ai luat in brate...si m-ai pupat pe gura de mai multe ori.. B:uum si cum iti faceam asa? Si bill a inceput sa-l pupe pe Tom pe botic apoi s-au sarutat cu adevarat. T:em cam asa dar fara limbuta aia... B:eeete na acu si cu tine...cu limba fara limba tot te pupaceam T:ah nu vrei sa te schimbi in trening si sa mergem sa ne plimbam putin...prin gradina si dupaia ne uitam la un film ceva si dormim... B:mmm haide! Cei doi au iesit e adevarat ca era deja ora 01:30 si ca era bezna din cauza ca,cazuse iarasi curentul. T:aaah e asa frumos afara...desi e cam frig...ti-e frig? B:nu...hai sa ne asezaaaa’’’BUF’’’a-a-a-aaaaaaau!!! T:Bill bag pula in tine!!Te-ai lovit rau? B:m-m-ma doare raaau Tom!! Bill s-a impiedicat din cauza intunericului si a cazut..lovindu-se la piciorul drept. T:sa mor de nu esti prost! B:aahaaaau lasa dracu injuraturile pe mai tarziu si ajuta-ma! Tom l-a ridicat de jos si l-a dus in casa. T:aaaaah!Te doare rau... B:Tom tu esti prost? T:nu!Nu sunt! B:aaah boule mi-am rupt picioru’!! T:daa si pe mine ma cheama Laura Andresean! B:Tom daca nu ma duci la spital acum sa mor de nu ma intorc acasa si cu mine nu mai ai ce discuta idiotule! T:nu te duc nicaieri ca nu ai nici pe dracu B:Tom ma doare! T:cum te doare cand ti-o trag nu? B:Tom ma doare si atunci...si ma doare rau te rog du-ma la doctor! T:cand o sa iti piara chieful de glume sparte sa ma cauti in camera! B:Tom vorbesc serios ma doare! Tom a trantit usa credea ca Bill il minte dar nu era asa.din cauza ca nu mai suporta durerea,Bill,si-a luat mobilul si a cerut un taxiu. Soferul l-a luat pe Bill si l-a dus la spital,unde doctorul l-a consultat si i-a spus ca are un os rupt si doua fracturate...cazuse destul de urat de fapt alunecase... B:si...ce o sa faceti? Doc:pai daca ai 18 ani impliniti te putem opera imediat...daca nu trebuie sa vina parintii. B:eh am 19... Doc:ai buletinul cu tine sau vreun act de identitate? B:pai...sa ma uit...mhm...uitati e legitimatia de la bibloteca pe care nici nu stiu de ce o am dar ma rog...vedeti Bill kaulitz 01.09.1989 si poza eu sunt si ma doare picioru rau deci trebuie sa semnez undeva? Doc:mda vad asa.Da uite trebuie sa semnezi aici...<i-a aratat unde trebuie sa semneze...a semnat,si apoi o asisenta destul de dezvoltata l-a dus intr-un salon.
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uaiii ai pus next....in sfarsit deci tom e dobitoc...nul crede pe bill eh astai buna cica are permisul de la biblioteca da de cand te facusi intelectual mama? next
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