Bill Kaulitz.

You recently broke up with your boyfriend Bill. Of course it upset you, but not as much as it did him. It was very hard for him to get over the breakup. He seemed to miss you until now, texting you at every little thing. That's what happened on this day. It was late evening. There was a thunderstorm and thunder outside the window, which you were dreading, feeling a panic. Usually, at these moments, Kaulitz was there, stroking your head soothingly. This time, however, he wasn't there. You sighed quietly, wishing he were there to comfort you again. Just then, as if sensing your desire, Bill texted you.

"Open the door. "You're afraid of thunderstorms. I brought you some cookies."

Your heart stabbed painfully in your chest, and your hands typed a reply.

"This is the last time."

"Absolutely," he wrote, but you both realized this time wasn't the last time.

You got out from under the covers, opening the door. Behind it stood a drenched Bill, with a box of your favorite cookies.

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