Bill Kaulitz ~ llámame

You were walking through the mall with your friends, who were obsessed fans of the German band Tokio Hotel, and you liked them way too much as well. While searching from store to store for clothes, you spotted the members of Tokio Hotel. You all approached them and politely asked for a photo. Just as you were about to take the picture, Bill pulled you very close to him, grabbing you by the waist, while slipping a small piece of paper with his number into your pocket. Bill whispered in your ear:
-Call me, doll-