“This is so cool man,” Nick exclaimed as he stepped into the poster-plastered room of Christina unexpectedly. To his surprise, Christina, was half naked standing in front of her wardrobe, searching for an outfit. Smilingly, he sat down on Christina’s unmade bed, staring at her.
“Eeek! Nick! Get out! Get out! I’m not freaking ready yet!” Christina yelped as she frantically searched around for a piece of clothing to cover up her near naked body.
“It’s okay Chris, I mean, it’s just you, nothing much to see anyway,” Nick teased. Pretending to be highly insulted, she grabbed a pillow lying around on the floor and hit Nick repeatedly with it. “Okay, okay! I’m sorry!” He said, laughing hard. “I’m outta here!”
“You better be!” Christina yelled before she threw her pillow at him, only to miss and hit the door. She grinned, knowing that it would be a long time before Nick and her would be separated. She and Nick had some to the conclusion that Christina would go on tour with the BSB. It had taken a few days of nagging to persuade her parents to agree, but finally, they gave in and now Christina was getting ready to leave. It would be a few months when she finally returned. As she searched for a comfortable piece of clothing to wear, she thought hard about leaving. What if his fans attack me or something? What if they don’t appreciate me? She wondered, having to doubt that coming along with Nick on tour, might not be such a great idea after all. She slipped on her Nike T-shirt and sat down her bed considering. Nick suddenly burst into her room again.
“Ready yet?” He called to her in a sing-song voice.
“Nick, come here,” Christina told him. Nick sat down next to her, “I’m beginning to doubt that going with you on tour might not be such a good idea after all.”
“You cannot be serious Chris!” Nick said, thinking that Christina was joking, but when he realized that Christina wasn’t joking his expression turned serious, “Really?” he asked.
“Yes Nick, think of all the consequences! Think of every problem that could happen while I’m with you and you wouldn’t want me to come as well!”
“What could happen?” Nick asked, dumbfounded.
“Argh! Nick, you could be so dumb sometimes!” Nick just shrugged, “Well, what would your fans think? I mean, I’m gonna be with you a lot, right? Or if I’m not, then I wouldn’t see you often anyway. You’d be busy doing your things and I’d be really bored sitting around and everything!” Christina reasoned.
“That’s so not true!” Nick whined, “Don’t you know that I’m gonna tell the public that you’re my girlfriend so that we don’t have to hide all the time?” Nick asked.
“Get outta here! You can’t be serious!” Christina laughed.
“I am,” Nick insisted. He grabbed her hand and gazed into her eyes.
“Okay,” Christina whispered, not knowing what to say.
“So you’re going to come?” Nick asked hopefully.
“Um…”
“Please.”
“Okay,” Christina smiled finally, letting Nick know that it was her final decision.
“I want you to make this decision for yourself, and not for me Chris. Are you sure that it’s okay?” Nick asked again, almost immediately regretting when he saw the hopeful look on her face.
“Yes Nick, I am sure that I want to do this,” Christina reassured him, “Things couldn’t get any better.”
*~The End~*
Well, that's it peoples! da grand finish... or should i make another bit to it?... u know... what do u call it?... okay, there's the story, the sequel na then... the wut?... i dunno wut u call it! okay, email me and let me know if i should write an 'wuteva-u-call-it-after-da-sequel' kay?... oh yeh, if u do decide to email mwe, could u please tell me wut it is called neway if u know?... thanx!