"I was born and raised in New York. Well, not in the city...I grew up in a town about thirty minutes from the city. It was the perfect location, safe but still close enough to the sites and sounds of NYC. I had a wonderful childhood. I'm an only child, but I am extremely close with my two cousins, so they're my brothers. I've known some of my friends since pre-school and we still keep in touch. As long as I can remember, I've wanted to write. I would write stories and get articles published in the school newspaper. I knew I had to make a life out of writing, because I wouldn't be happy otherwise. Well, that about sums up my life...the short version anyway." Michelle explained as she and Brian sipped their hot chocolates.
"So, you love it when the pen hits the paper. We have something in common then. I write what I feel...in songs," he explained with a warm grin.
"I get such a rush when I write my thoughts on the page. I dunno, its like they come to life when they're in print," Michelle quickly gushed, as her face brightened.
Blushing, "Well, I guess I can relate. Michelle, I have to admit..there's more to you than I expected," Brian confessed as he chewed on his cinnamon bun.
"So, now that I filled you in on all the mysteries of me, I wanna know more about you." Michelle requested.
***In AJ's Bedroom***
Anna gently nibbled on AJ's pierced earlobe, as he let his hands slide to the front of her shirt. Her back was resting up against the back board of the bed, while AJ sat between her long, smooth legs. He let his fingers run over the soft material of her man-tailored shirt. Anna moved her nibbling to the back of AJ's neck, knowing that this was the spot that would get him going. From bottom to top, AJ slowly maneuvered his fingers to undo the buttons that laced up her formfitting shirt. Soon, he discarded that onto the floor. As he felt her nibbling, she knew that was his spot, he quickened his pace and began to move his own lips down towards her now exposed belly button. Anna caressed her hands over the fabric of AJ's tank top, deciding that it was time that it too should join her shirt on the floor. She helped him pull the tight black tank over his head, sliding her fingers along each muscle as it passed. AJ whispered breathlessly, "Anna, honey..I've missed you. You're the only one who can make me complete." Anna paused her kisses for a moment and smiled warmly, knowing words would not be appropriate to address his compliment. So, instead she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his lips, a goal to let him know what she wanted. AJ clearly got the message. He swept her long hair up with his hands, allowing him to take a turn at her neck. He delicately draped his sweet lips over her neck, moving to her shoulders, as he circled back around to the straps of her bra. Anna felt her desire growing, she knew AJ couldn't wait much longer. Her hands motioned downward, over his well-defined muscles, her fingertips colliding with the buckle of his belt. Her whole body quivered as she felt AJ's tongue sweep over her body once more. With that, she began to unbuckle the belt from its rightful place. She slid it off his waist, and tossed it to the floor. Aj gratefully responded with whispers in her ear. She moved her hands to feel the button of his baggy jeans, which had now become not so baggy. Her small fingers undid the button, and he kicked them off. AJ caressed her, moving his own fingertips to her shoulders once again, this time with a mission. He allowed his hands to find their way to the straps of her bra, as he gently pulled them off her shoulders. He once again laid a cover of kisses over her entire body. Anna giggled as AJ's nibbling tickled her. "So 'J...can I knock your socks off now?" she questioned, with every desire of doing just that.
***At Brian and Nick's Apartment***
"Okay, so we've got the cookie dough ice cream, the sprinkles, the chocolate sauce, the cherries...and what am i forgetting?" Mel asked, puzzled?
"Duh Mel...the WHIPPED CREAM! You can't eat ice cream sundaes without the whipped cream! Come on, I thought I taught you better than that!" Nick laughed for the first time since the blowup backstage.
"Ohmigosh! You're right. How dare i forget the whipped cream. Especially since this is our cookie dough sundae ritual!!" she responded teasing him and hoping to bring a smile to his saddened face.
She succeded and he smiled. "Thanks Mel. I could really use this right now. I know the rest of the guys aren't here, and we normally do the whole ice-cream-pig-out-thing with them, but i'm glad i'm here just with you. We can have a private party."
"Sounds good to me Nick. Just one thing."
"Yeah, what's that?"
"You tell me why I'm really here."
His cover was blown. She had seen right through him. He should have known. She knew him way to well to fool her. The truth was that he was upset. Liz had upset him. He knew he didn't love her anymore. That was the easy part. The hard part was forgetting her. He broke her heart. Now that he looked back on it, he realized he had been insensitive. He should have been a "man" and told her himself, not left the message on the answering machine. Liz deserved that much. He went about it all wrong. And she never even saw it coming. To top it off, he kissed Mel. Everything inside him told him to. For once, he was listening to his heart. His heart screamed MEL.
"Nick...come on. Why do you want me here? Not that I mind, because believe me, I don't. But, I just thought that you would want to be alone after what happened with Liz today."
"No Mel, that's the last thing I wanted. I've felt alone in that relationship for so long. I needed you. I needed a friend to make me laugh and to eat ice cream with. To get my mind off this whole situation. I just...I needed you."
Mel sat down at the kitchen table, unable to think of anything besides what he had said. All she wanted to do was scream out that she needed him too. But not as a friend. She wanted more. She wanted him to love her, romance love. But he was on the rebound and he needed support from his 'friend'. So she would give him friendly support. She thought," If only he wasn't so confused about Liz, maybe he could find room in his heart for me. Our kiss..those sweet moments...that's what it would be like. But only in my heart, right now, his is torn from Liz. He was overemotional when he kissed me. He was confused. Liz had upset him, so he acted out of character with me. He's always looked at me as just a friend...right? I wish knew how he really felt, aside from Liz and their new breakup. Could he really have wanted to kiss me, to be with me? Nick, if you only knew how I feel."
Mel came away from her thoughts, "So Nick...you've got me. Talk away. I'll listen. And umm Nick..."
"Yeah, huh...why are you looking at me with that silly little smile?"
"Nothing, it's just that you have whipped cream on your nose!!" she laughed.
"Thanks...I'm glad I could make you laugh Mel. You'll pay for that. No one jokes about Nick Carter and gets away with it! Come on. One on One...you and me." he shouted playfully, forgetting his love troubles for a minute, and enjoying his alone time with Mel.