It was a tough decision to make since all of your stories were very creatively done! But it only takes one story that managed to blow us away in joy and drown us in tears. And so here we are to announce ..
we would like to congratulate, Miss Verena from Belgium! White Christmas is chosen as the best Christmas Love Tale out of all! Congratulations, your custom-made Tokio Hotel jersey will be wrapped beautifully as your Christmas present from us, this year! We would also like to thank all the Aliens who worked so hard on writing to us some awesome Tokio Hotel Christmas imagines! They are all to love! Til then, we're closing chapters as being a part of this wonderful
#AliensChristmasGifts project. Merry Christmas in advance. Here's the winning entry as we've promised to post on our blog, enjoy! ;)
24th of December 2013, Christmas eve’
Verena P.O.V.
I go to the living room of mine and Bill’s apartment.
He is sitting on the couch, zapping through some TV channels.
“When is the family coming?” I ask him
“They aren’t coming.” He says
“Huh, why?” I feel confused.
“I cancelled the party.”
“I don’t get it?”
“I want to celebrate christmas with you and only you.”
“Not even Tom?”
“Nope, only you and me tonight, babe.”
“Well alright.” I smile and sit down next to him. He wraps his muscular arms around me and hugs me from the side. He removes the hair that came into my face and puts it behind my ear.
“I got you a present.” He tells me
“I secretly got one for you, too.” I say and he smiles
“Really? Can I have it already?”
“No, you have to wait, impatient Bill.” I laugh as he sticks out his bottom lip and pouts.
“That doesn’t work on me, you baby.” I say and slap him gently across the arm.
“Pweaaase?” he pouts even harder.
“God, you’re unbelievable!” I half-yell jokingly. He smiles.
“I love you.” He says into my ear and kisses my temple. I turn my head and kiss him lightly on the lips. I can’t ever get enough of his lips, those 2 lip rings make the kiss even more perfect.
“I love you, too.” I say and he kisses my nose.
“I’m going to take you out. Be ready in 30 and put on that black dress.”
“Okay, I’ll be quick.”
I half-run into the bedroom, open the drawer and take the black dress. I run into the bathroom and dress up. I brush my hair and apply a natural make-up look. A little eyeliner, mascara and apply a light blush. I take one last glance in the mirror and go back outside. I put on my black heels as Bill returns from his bathroom.
His blonde hair in a quiff, a leather jacket, a white tank top and a black jeans.
“You look amazing.” He tells me and winks.
“You don’t look too bad yourself.” I flirt back.
“Let’s go.”
The whole drive was quiet, until we arrived at the fanciest restaurant in Los Angeles.
“Really?” I say full of happiness. We enter the restaurant and a waiter guides us to our booth. Bill reserved a spot next to the window. It’s snowing. We can overlook the whole skyline of Los Angeles.
“A white christmas, it is.” He sweetly says
“This is absolutely breathtaking!” I answer
“Drinks?” a waiter asks and I take a Chardonnay, but Bill doesn’t because he needs to drive later on.
We both order our food and talk a little about the new album.
They are about to make a huge comeback. The fans had to wait almost 4 years and they have worked so so hard.
We both order a dessert.
Suddenly, a waitress comes up with a huge cake.
There is a box on top and there’s “Will you marry me, Verena?” written on the cake in sugar coating. My mouth falls open.
Bill takes the box of the top of the cake, walks up to me and kneels down on one knee.
“Verena, this is the reason why I didn’t invite anyone. We haven’t been together for that long, but you know I believe in love at the first sight. I have waited so, so long for someone to show up. And when I first saw you, I knew it, immediately. You are the one who stole my heart. And I want you to keep it. Will you, Verena, marry me?” he says. I am already in tears.
“Yes, I will.” I stick out my hand and he slips the ring on my finger.
We both stand up and kiss, everyone is clapping and cheering.
The cake is being cut and everyone takes a piece from it.
We pay for everything and return to the car.
The ride is quiet, there is some christmas music playing on the radio and Bill hums along. We are on a highway going 100miles per hour. The christmas music suddenly stops and someone on the radio starts talking.
“Everyone riding on Highway A75, drive carefully. There is a phantomr-“
“BILL, WATCH OUT!” I scream as I see bright lights coming scaringly close. The phantomrider drives into our car and we both scream loudly. My sight turns black.
Bill’s P.O.V. (at the hospital)
“Where’s Verena?” I poorly ask the Doctor. I feel like absolute shit. I’m destroyed.
“We are very sorry, but there was nothing we could do to help her.” He says and I feel my heart break in a million pieces. My pulse speeds up and a tear rolls across my cheek. My pulse speeds up more and more. I start feeling really weak and feel my eyes close, my hearing dissapears as I hear the doctor scream for help.
“At least she said yes..” I weakly whisper and my vision goes black.
The end.
