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The summer air in 2007 is thick with heat and the smell of salt as our family car rolls up to the beachside pension. While everyone unpacks, I slip away to a nearby cafe, blotting my lipstick in the mirror and trying to ignore some rude guy’s comment about my Frappuccino order. When I return, the rental is in chaos—another family has arrived, their booking overlapping with ours. A girl named Bailey introduces herself, then her cousins: Tom and Bill Kaulitz. We all drift out to the backyard pool, the sun beating down on the water. Then the back door opens and Tom walks out, blonde dreads loose, lip ring glinting. My stomach drops. It’s him. The same arrogant guy from the cafe, now standing here like he owns the place.