Prologue

"I belong on a stage!" I exclaimed to my best friend Stacey. "You saw how happy I was up there singing. Even though I didn't have an audience, I loved it!" I felt like my access was being denied although no one was making a move to stop me.

"Leslie, calm down. Your excellent! But, you must think of your chances." Stacey always was the one to bring me back to reality. I couldn't and wouldn't let her with this though.

"I'll make it as soon as I can. Just watch, you'll see. Leslie Smith will make it!" I collapsed on the bench outside my middle school. The breeze made my long, dark brown hair dance around my face. My tan looked darker with Stacey's shadow on my face. I made my tall slim frame stand up.

"Bye, Stacy, my mom is here." I picked up my book bag, walking to my car. I saw Stacy's face fall as I left. I couldn't help it that I am so determined to become a singer!

Luckily my parents were on my side. They helped me get an audition with Jive Records at the age of 17, although I don't know how. Stacey finally started to understand how much singing meant to me!

Chapter One
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Six years ago I had decided to become a singer. I'm now 18 and happy with all the exciting events that have occurred. I'm preparing for my first concert I've ever had. It's taken so long to get ready. I'm nervous with it being sold out.

"Leslie?" I heard my manager call.

"Yeah, Steve?" I asked trying to keep my voice from quivering.

"Just remember what you told me the day you auditioned for me a year ago, you belong on stage! Just have fun and don't hold back any energy. Okay?" He patted my arm to reassure me.

"Time to go." One of the stage crew told me.

"Oh, God, give me strength." I took one last breath and ran out on stage. This concert is at my hometown Orlando. No better, place to start in my opinion. My CD had already been released, a little more than a week ago.

"Orlando!!" I yelled hearing all the fans scream. My music started, my body started moving and doing my choreography. I lost my nervousness within the first minute.

I sang my heart out, dancing with as much energy as my body had, which was more than normal. I loved it and again I felt the belonging I had every time I was on stage.

My sweat ran down my nose and cheeks, heart racing and ears pounding from the screams.

A few stuffed animals were thrown up on stage and every time there was a black out, stage- crew would run and get them, tossing them in cardboard boxes backstage.

All of a sudden my last song was over. The concert was over all too quickly. I slowly walked backstage, preparing to meet some of my first fans. I walked in an open room with about 20 girls in it.

"Leslie!" I heard a girl scream.

"Hello," I replied trying to hold back all the excitement that was bubbling in my heart. I had seceded, I had people wanting to hear my music and meet me!

In a heart beat I was surrounded by girls begging for an autograph. I was more then happy to give them one.

"Don't you love being a singer?" one girl about 14 asked.

"More than you might know!" I told her with my smile widening. I chatted with the girls getting to know them. We had fun with our time ending way too soon.

I gave them each a hug and as they left the room I noticed I had a hand full of e-mails.

"If it's like this every concert...wait Leslie, you know it's always like this. That's what comes with a job like this." I said to myself. "There are ups and downs, but I'll take all the downs for this one up! Thanks God, the world over!"

"What a show!" I heard Steve exclaim as he walked up to me.

"Yeah, it was!" I said, with lots of energy stuck in my body and no way to release it. "Do you always feel this drained after a concert?"

"Yupe. But, it will start to feel a little more natural. Oh, one of your songs has already made the charts and they're demanding a music video. I've scheduled you to start it tomorrow." Steve, announced.

"I take it this only the beginning of what my life will always be like except on my time off...am I correct?"

"Yeah, you really need to get used to it. I'd go ahead and get some sleep. See you in the morning." Steve finished walking off.

"Same here." I sighed. I drove home, getting a greats night sleep, but back at the studio for my instructions by 6 the next morning.

The song we were do the video was "There's Something About You", it's one of my favorites.

"Leslie, are you ready to start?" The music video director asked.

"Yeah, whenever you’re ready!" I replied hopping off the stool I had been sitting on.

"Okay, go check in with wardrobe and make-up, then we'll start working with everything else."

I jogged to, wardrobe. They gave me jazz pants and a white short tank top. Make-up wasn't bad, pretty much street-make up just a lot heavier. After about an hour I slipped my socks and shoes back, on. I had forgot to put them back on after I had changed.

"I'm ready!"I yelled across the room to the director.

"Okay, so is your scenery and extras." He called back.

We started working, I had to flirt with some good looking guys at a party, then do a lot of dancing. Part of it was by my self and a little bit was with a partner.

When we finished, I sat back and watched the finished product.

"Ooo, gosh! This is cool, but I look terrible. Well I should after about 18 hours of work!" I looked at my watch noticing it was one o'clock of the next morning.

My sleep caught up with me at that instant. All the guys gave me lazy high fives for how good I had done.

"Well, thanks all for working hard for me, but sleep is now calling ...if that's all right Steve?"I questioned.

"Yeah, it's fine. We're leaving for tour on Monday. Today's Saturday morning so rest up for one whole day. Besides when you have your four hour practice. Night"

"NIGHT!" I yelled and ran to my car jumping in, driving home as quickly as possible without speeding too much.

I slept soundly for quite a few hours.

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I saw someone, someone tall and handsome. He was standing beside me, looking down into my eyes.*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I sat up straight in my bed. Sweat, covered my body. What was that dream all about?

I made myself lay down again. My body didn't want to go back to sleep, but my tiredness overcame me and I couldn't resist.

Chapter Two
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"Come on Leslie! Attitude!" My dance choreographer Jenny yelled. "Uh, uh!" She continued with the beat of the music to help me.

"Wew!" I yelled laughing while I landed in my ending pose.

"Great, you’re ready for tour tomorrow!" Jenny exclaimed patting me on the back and handing me a water bottle.

"Do I always have things just pop up like this?" I asked still a little out of breath.

"What?" Jenny asked a little confused.

"Like, will I have music videos and stuff just pop up?"

"Oh, no! Not normally. Your just hitting the charts so fast Steve wanted to go ahead and have one made so you can rest more after you get back from a two month tour."

"Ah, good idea."

"You’re free to go home from me, but ask Steve to make sure." Jenny told me.

Just then Steve walked around the corner. "Are you done already, Leslie?"

“Yeah, Steve, I am. Is it okay if I go home?" I asked.

"Yes, it's fine, just be sure you’re ready to leave early Monday morning."

I left for home about 10 o'clock Saturday evening. My phone rang as soon as I walked in the door.

"Hello?' I asked picking up the phone.

"Leslie, it's me Stacey!" A voice I hadn't heard in months said.

"Stacey, is it really you?" I asked stunned.

"Yeah, you were awesome in your concert two days ago! I'm so proud of you. You should hear everyone at school, they're all saying how good of friends they were with you."

"Really?" I quizzed.

"Yeah! Since we're near the end of the school year, our Junior year, how are you keeping up with your schooling, Leslie?"

"I have a tutor I work with about 4-5 hours a day unless I have to make a music video or something. On Friday I made my first video, so I'll have double schooling on Monday. That will be easy because we're touring. My first tour, I'm so excited."

"I bet you are. I've gotten your CD, but when is your music video coming out?"

"Cool, it's for the song "There's Something About You" and it should be coming out next week or the week after."

"Neat!" Was all Stacey said.

"Stacey, I hate to cut the conversation short, but I'm whooped, I just got back from a four hour dance class. Love ya girl, but gotta have sleep!"

"Okay! I understand!" I gave her my e-mail and she knew I couldn't talk on the phone much and I'd hardly be able to e-mail.

I went and changed slipping into bed. Oh, how good it felt.

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The same guy was standing with me. Except this time when I ran, I felt such a longing to return to him. Turning around and saw the torture I was bringing, on his face. But, how was I bringing it? Why was I bringing it to him? Why couldn't I just go to him?

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I woke up with a start. Breathing heavily and gasping to get fresh air to my lungs. I was able to back to sleep, but I don't know why.

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One week on tour and I was completely tired. School, practice, then my favorite part of every day or every other day. Tons of screaming, a few stuffed animals and tons of e-mail addresses and phone numbers.

I was getting letters and e-mails by the sack fulls. I tried to read and respond to as many as possible, but it was extremely hard. Plus, I had to keep in close contact with my parents and Stacey.

"Dance!" My body yelled just to make sure I wouldn't forget. I kept singing my last song for the concert and it ended quickly.

I met with about 20 girls and a few boys in those 20. We talked and enjoyed our time and like always it ended way too soon. That's the only problem with meeting the new fans.

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My tour passed quickly and it all felt like a blur of wind that only took two seconds to pass.

I was at home relaxing by watching a movie when the phone rang. Little did I know that, that phone call would completely change my life.

I walked over to the phone and picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Leslie?" A voice I had never heard asked.

“Yes, it is."

"I'm Brian Littrell."

"Yeah, sure!" I hated to believe anyone who tried to be another singer. Well, at least since I have experienced it myself.

"No, really, I am!" He exclaimed "I'm calling about you coming on tour with us in one month."

I gasped, I knew it had to be him. No one would go that far. "How long would we be gone?"

"About 5 months."

"I'd love to go, but you'll have to check with my manager."

"Our manager called your manager. He said once you make your music video next week you'll start to practice with us."

"Well, then I guess it's settled. But, why are you all asking me to join you?"

"Because we like your style and feel that it would help make a really good show!"

"Cool, well, I can't wait to start!" I said excitedly.

"We can't wait to meet you in person!" Brian said. "Our first practice is not this coming Monday, but next Monday."

"Okay, great! What time?"

"One o'clock to eight. Long practice, but we have a to accomplish every first group practice."

"Thanks, see you then!" I told him "Bye!"

The day for my music video came so quickly. It was on Monday and I had started at 5 in the morning.

At wardrobe, they gave me blue jeans and then a red shirt. It was kinda tight but not really. Make-up wasn't bad at all, pretty much the same as last time.

They actually recorded it outside. It was at a lake that had woods on one side, it was beautiful. It was for the song "Your Still Everywhere." I had to look sad and depressed, which has become a habit with this song. But, I still loved it!

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"Leslie!" I heard my name and looked around to see who had called. Almost running into a tall blonde haired Nick Carter.

"Hey, Nick. I didn't expect to see you so suddenly!"

"Come on. Practice starts in just a little bit." He guided me with a tender hand on my back. "You ready to start some hard practicing?"

I looked up to see his blue eyes looking at me. Pictures never capture the beauty and meaning behind them. "Yeah! How hard will Fatima work us?"

"Pretty hard since this is all basically from our new album. She'll want you to learn one of the dancer’s parts as a back-up. Then she'll help to see how our shows will work together and hopefully we'll get a song to sing together."

"Sounds like a lot!" I said a little over whelmed. I was still getting used to hectic work schedules.

"Leslie! Girl! You look ten times better in real life!" I heard AJ say as he looked up from something he was reading.

I blushed at the compliment. "Come on! Enough flirting!" Fatima called from the front of the room. "Let's get down to work!"

Fatima worked us hard for two weeks. We were ready by the time we were leaving for tour.

Through those hard two weeks, Nick had always found time and ways to show he cared for me. It made me a little nervous. I don't know why, but it did.

All the guys were very kind to me. Brian and I had become best of friends. I was able to tell him all my secrets and feelings and even get a guy’s opinion on my questions. AJ was my jokester friend. If I wanted to laugh extremely hard...he was the person to go to. Howie was just, really, always there. It was a weird type of friendship, but it was still there. Kevin was my father as he was to everyone else. I enjoyed the attention he gave me to make sure I had everything perfect, as he would put it

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Our first concert went great. Fans loved it when they got to meet all six of us at one concert. Although I noticed I never got as much attention, I didn't mind.

"Ni..." He cut me off by placing a finger on my lips. He leaned down towards me and before I knew it we were kissing, our bodies against each other and our arms around the other. After a minute I pulled away.

"Leslie, I know it's sudden, but I like you so much and I've liked you since I first saw you!" His eyes looked deep into mine.

Nick reached his hand out towards me and called my name, but he knew not to come after me. I shook my head slowly, wrenched myself out of Nick's arms and took off running to my bus.

I threw my body on my bunk, tears pouring out of my eyes soaking my pillow. I wasn't going to go through this again! No matter how kind the guy was.

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"Nick, where's Leslie?" Brian asked, "what's wrong with you?"

"Things didn't go well at all. Pretty much completely the opposite!"

"Gosh!"

"She's on her bus." Nick said and walked away. Brian took off running to my bus.

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"Could I tell him?" My thoughts screamed as I heard his familiar foot steps on the bus stairs.

Chapter Three
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I told Brian everything and he comforted me with what I needed.

The concerts are going well with everything worked out and the guys just being their completely crazy selves. After what happened with Nick and me, things had never been quite as free between us.

Two or three weeks later and everything was going great. We had just finished a show and meet-and-greet. It was dark outside, I was just standing thinking about my life. I turned around to see Nick walking in my direction.

"Hey" he said calmly.

"Hey" I replied. He slipped his hand around mine and kissed me on the forehead.

"Nick, please don't." I was barely able to whisper.

"Why not Leslie?" He asked with a tremor of pain.

"Because...I'm scared."

"Why?" Was all he said...that didn't help me.

I jerked my hand away from him. "You don't know what I've been through Nick!" I screamed at him as I turned and fled. I looked over my shoulder to see pure torture across his.

"Leslie! Why are you doing this? You know you love him. Go back to him...don't be so scared!" My thoughts screamed at me. I leaned against the bus out of breath and tears pouring from my eyes. "Why does love always have to be so confusing? So painful? Why can't I just go to Nick?" I said to myself starring up at the black sky.

I looked at my very dim reflection in the high window. My hair, was all messed up, with a bewildered, tear faced lost teenager looking out from under it.

"You love him Leslie! Go to him! Go find him!" I told myself. I turned to go and discouraging thoughts flooded my head. I pushed them aside and ran. My heart was faster then my body.

I stopped where we had been, he wasn't here. "NICK!" I yelled. I saw his blonde head turn when I called his name. His precious name. I ran to him, my head falling against his chest. His arms were around me in a heart beat. This is how it should be. I knew it!

My tears kept on flowing. "Ssshh," I heard him soothe. He ran his fingers through my hair and caressed me against his body.

"I love you Nick," I whispered.

His hand came to my chin and tilted my face towards his. We started to kiss. I felt fireworks! Everything that was supposed to be there. His gentle, yet firm lips on mine.

"Nick, I'm sorry about earlier. I've been through so much. It's hard for me to give my heart away."

"What happened?" He asked so lovingly.

"When I was a freshman, I had one boyfriend who tried to take advantage of me. Thank God for my parents rule that they have to be home if I ever have a guy over. Nothing happened because they heard me scream and came running." Nick held me tighter. "I've been shaken up and made it hard to let anyone have part of my heart because I had really liked this guy." I finished feeling completely relived.

"Don't worry, I'll never do that!" Nick told me then leaned down and kissed me as if to reassure me that he truly loves me and won't ever leave.

It's a strange way to come together I thought. Then I remembered my dreams, this is what they meant. But Nick and I are now in love and I never want that to change!!

"WOOH!" AJ yelled as he saw Nick and I parting from our kiss.

"What?" Nick asked.

"Leslie, Nick, what's going on?" He asked so confused.

"AJ, Leslie is my girlfriend!" A chill of pleasure went up my spine when Nick said that.

"When did this happen?"

"Just now," I said "I gotta go to my bus Nick. I'll be ill in the morning if I don't sleep!"

Nick chuckled, gently moving his arms from around me. I turned and walked to my bus almost in a daydream.

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"GO NICK!" Howie yelled over on their bus. "You got yourself a hot girlfriend!"

"Oh yeah!" Nick agreed.

"Don't forget her great personality." Brian, asserted.

"Yup!" Nick agreed, again, whole heartedly.

"I hope it all lasts for you Nick." Kevin said messing up his hair.

"Thanks Kev,' he said tying to fix his hair.

AJ just sat still dumbfounded by the whole idea.

Nick chuckled a little when he saw him. "AJ, lighten up, I just go out with Leslie Smith. The only female singer hotter and with better morals then Brittney Spears!!" he exclaimed. AJ cracked up after that.

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After Nick and I started going out it seemed like the group of them loved me more.

Tour kept whizzing by, in ways I was ready to go home and in other ways I wasn't. I didn't want to leave Nick, but my birthday is the day we get back. Plus Stacey ws coming over to spend the night.

"TOUR'S OVER!" Nick exclaimed.

"I'm ready to be home!" AJ yelled.

“AJ, you’re lying!” Kevin yelled.

"Okay, so I am." he smirked.

Just then I walked over to the guys with them standing in front of their bus. Nick ran up to me grabbing my hands. We started twirling around.

"Nick, stop!" I screamed laughing. He looked at me then just smiled. "STOP!" He laughed at me once more then finally stopped.

“Tour’s over!” Nick smiled.

"I would know that! I'm going home and Stacey and I are celebrating my 19th birthday!"

"I'm already 20! I’m special!" He laughed.

"Just because your birthday is before mine and you're a year older than me doesn't make you so "special"" I joked with him.

"Can I come over?" Nick asked all of a sudden.

"No! You'll scare Stacey out of her mind...plus, we agreed you'd come tomorrow because it will be four months for us."

"Dec. 3rd through April 3rd!!"

"Good job!" I teased.

"WOW! That long already?" Howie asked.

"Yeah! Nick, you can come if you promise to leave after Stacey gets to my house." I made him say he would.

We got to my house, with Nick running around looking at everything. I had my own apartment, so did Nick. He had gone home before coming over.

"Want a coke?" I asked him looking through my frig.

"Yeah! Hey I brought a tape of the concert you said I messed up in."

"I promise you, you did!"

"Yeah right!"

"Pop it in and we'll watch it!"

"Okay." He agreed. I went over to sit with him on the couch.

"SEE! There it is!" I hollered jumping up. I rewound the tape so he could see it again.

"Okay, so you were right." He murmured blushing.

"It's okay...I think I still love you." I smiled.

"You think?!?!?!" He hollered putting his hands on each of my cheeks, pulling my face closer to his. "Let me refresh your memory." Then he kissed me. We kept kissing and didn't hear Stacey enter 'til she screamed.

"Oh my gosh!" She yelled. I flipped around, Nick hid his face in my shoulder.

"STACEY!!!" I exclaimed and tried to get up to give her a hug, but Nick pulled me back. "Come join me on the couch." I said.

"Who's that?" Stacey asked cautiously.

"Show your face." I told Nick. He showed his face and even stood up. Stacey collapsed on the couch against me.

"Why is Nick Carter at your house?" She whispered in my ear.

"He's visiting because we started going out on tour!" Stacey looked at me in suprise.

"Wow!" was all she breathed. "My best friend goes out with the guy of my dreams!"

"Nick, see you tomorrow." I told him. He leaned down and kissed me, told Stacey goodbye, and left. as soon as the door was closed behind him Stacey started rambling on how I should have told her and how lucky I was.

"Stac...HUSH!! He's just a normal guy with the same job as me."

"But...he's....Nick Carter!"

"You don't have to remind me, I still know! It just doesn't weigh in the matter. Calm down and let's just watch a movie." I stood up and saw Nick's jacket on top of the TV. "Shoot! He left his jacket. It better not become a habit." I slipped a movie in the VCR as Stacey snatched up the jacket. "Stacey, calm down. I knew Nick shouldn't have come tonight." Stacey calmed down after that and we enjoyed a restful birthday evening.

Stacey bought me a very adorable sweater. I was glad to add a little bit of normal clothes to my closet.

Stacey left the next afternoon after lunch, with Nick showing up right after. We enjoyed our evening together, but what suprised me was that he left before 11 o'clock.

Chapter Four
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"Oh, Nick" a blonde clung to him, hanging lovingly on his arm. It has been two months since the tour and we were both preparing for another one.

I walked in the room, Nick had asked me to stop by. Probably to do something. I saw him looking at her. There was a little bit of a sparkle in his eyes.

"Leslie!" Nick said out of pure surprise, withdrawing his arm from the girl. He walked over to me. I backed away a step. "Leslie, I can explain!" He cried following me out to my car. We were alone. He grabbed my hand, but I jerked it away.

"Nick...why? Every time I give my heart to someone it gets broken!"

"Leslie, please?" He begged.

"I don't know Nick." I told him. I wanted to break up with him, but I loved him too much.

"I'll talk to you later Leslie." He said knowing I wouldn't talk anymore. I slid in my car and drove off. When I got home I cried my heart out. Everything was going too good. I knew something was going to happen!

I left for tour a month later. Nick and I hadn't broken up but our relationship is at a stand still. We both still love each other so much, but our pride is getting in the way.

After about another month I was on tour and going through my e-mails...I found one from Nick. It had been a week or two since I had heard from him. I opened it and started reading. As it came to a closing I was pouring out tears.

My Leslie,

I'm missing you terribly and life doesn't feel right without your love flowing as easily to me. You'll never know how sorry I am from the bottom of my heart.

My arms long to hold you against me and my lips kiss you. Please say that I haven't lost you forever, my love.

Remember I am and always will be yours!

Love you,

Nick

I responded right away. Oh gosh, how I had longed to hear those words. If only I could go see him! But, I wouldn't be able to for a little more than three months. I had two months left and he had three.

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My tour whizzed by and was at home before I knew it. This time I never got a day off. I had another tour in three months and a music video next week. It was a remix of "Autumn Goodbye." I practiced so hard to get my choreography right, although I loved every minute.

"1...2...3" I counted in my head to the music as the director filmed.

"Great job, Les!" Steve yelled after we finally finished at 12 that night...such a long day. I left for home as soon as I could, Steve knew I was tired.

I walked in the door and the phone rang.

"Leslie!" Nick's voice exclaimed on the other end.

Nick, baby, when are you getting home?" I asked, praying it was soon.

"Next Wednesday."

"Oh, yeah! I miss you so much!!"

"I do too, Leslie"

"Can you believe that in a little less than a month we'll have been together a year?"

"No I can't!"

"Nick, get off the phone! We gotta go to practice!" Brian yelled.

"I heard." I told Nick.

"Bye love!" He told me.

"Bye."

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"NICK!!" I yelled as I ran into his out stretched arms. His kisses showered my hair and face and finally landed on my lips. The longing that had been built up in me over the last few months was being released.

Chapter Five
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"Leslie, you're coming over tonight...right?" Nick asked me. We have been back with each other for about two week. We're both home for Christmas this year, unlike last year. Plus today was our one year anniversary.

"Yes, Nick! Do you want me to leave now?"

"Yeah, come over when you're ready."

"Well, I'm walking out the door. Bye!"

"Bye, see you in just a minute." Nick finished as we hung up the phone.

I grabbed my coat and jogged to my car, jumping in and closing the door behind me.

I slipped in one of Nick's European CDs he gave me and turned it to "That's The Way I Like It." I sang along with it. When it ended I changed CDs so I could hear"Just To Be Close." Both Nick and I considered it our song.

"Crazy car!" I said as I saw a car swerving from side to side. It neared me and swerved right into my lane. His lights were on bright, but he didn't miss me. His car slammed into my door, glass shattered all over me and my car spun out of control.

I lay moaning in pain, glass sunk in my skin and blood poured out of my wounds. I was barley able to move. Tears washed the blood from my cheeks.

Before long my ears were deafened by sirens and footsteps. My car door was opened and my seatbelt removed.

"Oh my gosh! It's Leslie Smith!" A voice yelled. I dimly saw the paramedics uniforms.

I was gently placed on a rolling bed. My injuries were swiftly attended to, then I was whisked away to the hospital. The IV's and needles felt useless in my arms. A nurse was by side.

"Oooh" I moaned.

"Can I help in any way?" She asked nervously.

"Look....in...my jeans pocket. I have a phone number in it" I bearly let out "should say Nick above it. Dial...then let me talk." She rapidly did what I pleaded. The phone ringing hurt my ears.

"Hello?" Nick's cheerful voice answered.

"Nick..."I moaned.

"Leslie, where are you? I'm worried."

"I'm at the hospital, Nick. A drunk driver hit me. Get the guys and Steve quickly."

"Okay..." He hung up and the nurse did the same for me.

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Nick started to panic and quickly made the phone calls. They arrived at the same time in my room. Nick was by my side in an instant. His hands covered one of mine and massaged my fingers gently.

"Leslie..." was all Brian said.

"Brian...come here, bend down so I can touch your face." Brian hustled over to me and I placed my hand on his cheek. "My dear friend, I'll be waiting for you." Tears started flowing freely from his eyes.

"Don't leave us!" Brian cried. They crowed my bed and I told them I wanted time with Nick. They understood. "Goodbye" I murmured to them.

Nick placed his hand on the side of my face and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Nick...hold me!" His tears fell on my hair and face as he gently held me against him. He rocked back and forth and could hear his heart beat.

"Nick..." I said as I looked up at him. His eyes wee so tender and loving as he looked down at me. "Don't cry!" I moved my hand as best I could gently wiping his tears from his eyes. He leaned down and kissed me. We kissed for a long time. I knew it was the last.

"Nick, we made it a year!"

"A year...only a year! It's all my fault we could have been happy everyday if it wasnt for me!"

"No, every couple has their ups and downs. Don't bring any more sorrow on yourself." My body stiffened a little. I knew I only had a few more minutes.

"Smile for me Nick. I want to see you happy, one last time." He smiled but his face soon fell to my chest. His tears soaked my cloths. I ran my fingers through his soft blonde hair.

"I love you!" He said. "I love you, I love you, I do Leslie, I do!!" Nick sobbed. I held him as tight as my weak arms would allow.

"I know you do, Nick. I love you with all my heart too. Hold me tight, Nick! Please kiss me, I'm about to go. I'll be waiting for you, my love!"

Nick leaned down and kissed me our last passionate kiss. I left while he was kissing me.

The last thoughts I remembered were, Nick's handsome face, my adoring fan and the fact that I accomplished what I wanted. Even if it was in the twinkling of an eye.

author's note:I really hoped you liked it..thought it is no way near me best! It was my first story that I ever wrote! Please send me feed back on what you thought!

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