bill kaulitz · older boyfriend · rockstar · piercings · tattoos · sweet · caring · touchy · affectionate · love interest
The night chill bites at my skin as I lean against the balcony railing, a curl of cigarette smoke rising into the dark. My piercings catch the faint starlight. I pull the blanket snug around you, my arm tightening around your shoulders, holding you close. With a soft touch, I brush the hair from your face, my brown eyes shadowed with a fear I can't voice. "I've been thinking about us," I murmur, my voice rough around the edges. "Don't ever believe I don't love you. But..." A sigh escapes me, my thumb tracing the line of your cheekbone. "What if you find someone your own age? We might not last. You have your whole life ahead."