When I Saw You
This story was written by me (Kristy!):)
"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"Oh come, Celena, baby you know you want me."
"In your dreams maybe! Get your hands off me!"
"Oh yeah baby I like it when a girl plays hard-to-get. I find it very attractive."
"Attractive? HELLO? I'm not playin hard-to-get! I SAID NO!!!"
But it was useless. I'm really small, and he was a lot bigger than me. There was nothing I could do. He pulled me over to his car. I screamed and kicked! Damn! There was no one around...no hope...he was gonna rape me...maybe worse. Damn! I had been so stupid. But since when does flirting with someone mean you wanna get naked with them? He was trying to get me into his car, but I was struggling. I knew he would get me in eventually, but I could at least delay him awhile. I managed to get in a good position and kicked him you-know-where. He keeled over in pain. 'Ha! It never fails! The only true self-defense against men!' I thought and started running. He was coming after me, but he was in a lot of pain, so I had a good start. I ran through the dark streets, not knowing where in the city I was, not really caring, just trying to get as far away from him as possible. I looked over my shoulder as I was running, trying to make sure he wasn't right behind me. Then I ran into something. We both fell to the ground from the impact. Then I found myself looking at an EXTREMELY fine guy. He had blondish-brown hair, gorgeous blue eyes, was a few inches taller than me, and had good muscles.
"Whoa B-Rok you okay?" said another good-looking guy, this one with blonde hair, blue eyes, and was really tall.
Behind him was a guy with short dark brown eyes and green eyes and was also tall, another guy with long dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail and brown eyes, and next to him was a guy with red hair (I mean BRIGHT red hair) and brown eyes. The guy I had run into got up, and I also got up.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said to the blonde guy.
Then he turned to me.
"You okay?"
I nodded.
"That guy with you?" the red-haired guy asked, nodding towards someone staggering towards me.
"OH SHIT!!!" I yelled, "gotta run, nice meetin y'all."
I started running again. I ran and ran down more streets, but every time I checked, he was still behind me. I stopped looking behind me and concentrated on running. I ran and ran. Then I started having some problems breathing. I got scared, I panicked, but I kept on running. But it became impossible to breath. Eventually, I had to stop. I keeled over, pain rushing through my body, sweat dripping down my face, struggling to breathe but not succeeding. Then everything went black.
I woke up in a bed in a hotel room.
"Oh god...he did it. He raped me! He must have! Otherwise, why would I be in a hotel room? But this is a really nice hotel room...he couldn't afford it even if he didn't eat for a month! So why the hell am I here?" I asked myself.
I got out of the bed and walked into the main room of the suite. There were 5 guys sitting around. They looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out where I'd seen them.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"San Francisco, last time I checked," a bright red haired guy replied.
"Oh yeah, I couldn't have figured that out myself. I live here, you idiot! I mean where am I as in the building. And who the hell are you guys?" I demanded.
"Hey, chill. Yeah, AJ is an idiot, but CALM DOWN! I guess you don't remember us from last night. You ran into me- literally. You were running from a guy who was obviously very drunk. He ran after you, and you ran for awhile but then you passed out on the street. He also passed out after running for awhile. Anyway, you were in really bad shape and we didn't want to leave you alone on the street. So we brought you back here," the blondish-brown haired guy said.
"You still haven't told me who you guys are."
They laughed slightly.
"Full of questions, aren't you?" the blonde one joked.
"Hey, what would you be doing if you woke up in an unfamiliar hotel room with 5 guys you didn't know after a guy had tried to rape you the night before?"
"Well, I'd be really scared if a guy had tried to rape me." he replied.
I rolled my eyes.
"Oh come on, just tell me who you are."
"Why are you so curious?" the red-haired one said with a hint of mischeif in his eyes.
I just gave them one of my really nasty looks, so they gave in.
"Ok, I'm Brian, also known as B-Rok, blondie over here's name is Nick, the red-haired idiot is AJ, or Bone, the guy with the ponytail is Howie D., and Mr. I'm-Too-Mature-For-Jokes over there is Kev, my cousin."
I laughed, but the other guys just glared at Brian. Then something clicked in my brain.
"Hey, aren't you guys that group that sings Love Me Long and Stop Playin My Heart, umm, the Backdoor Boys or something?"
They all burst out laughing.
"That would be As Long As You Love Me and Quit Playin Games With My Heart, and the group is called the Backstreet Boys," Kevin said.
"Not very good with names, are you?" Howie said through laughter.
"Hey, I was close, that's gotta count for something. My little sis is obsessed, but I never payed that much attention to her blabbing."\
They laughed again.
"Alright, fair is fair. Your name would be?" AJ asked.
"Celena. Not like the dead singer, though. It's spelled with a C."
"So you live here?" Brian asked.
"Yep. I'm a native Frisco-an. I live with my two best friends, Kym and Mel. Speaking of which, I gotta call them cause they don't know where I am. Where's the phone?"
They pointed to where it was, so I called my roommates and told them what had happened. I told them I'd be home later, and then we hung up.
"So, what are your plans for today?" Brian asked me.
The guys exchanged looks, cause he had been asking me a lot of questions.
"Nothin really. I was just gonna cruise around the city."
"Well, we have today off, but we don't know our way around the city, since you know it really well and all, do you think you could show us around?" he asked.
"Sure. I'll enjoy the company anyway. Where do you guys wanna go?"
So I ended up spending the whole day with them. We went everywhere, Fisherman's Wharf, Pier 39, Chinatown, drove over the Golden Gate Bridge, you know, all the tourist things. I had a great time. Even though I had been to all those places a million times before, it was like I was seeing them for the first time. I really like the guys, especially Brian. He and I got along really well. Later on that day, the 6 of us had been hanging out at the end of Pier 39m where there's these telescope things that you put 25 cents in and you can look out at Alcatraz Island and the rest of the bay (if you've never been to Frisco, bear with me). I was looking at Alcatraz through one of them when I felt someone's hands on my waist. I jumped.
"Shh, it's just me," Brian said.
I smiled.
"Good view?" he asked.
"Nah, it's just an ugly old prison," I replied, and we both laughed.
The time ran out on the telescope thing, and Brian kept his hands on my waist. That's when it hit me that I really liked him. I turned around to face him.
"Look, Celena, I haven't known you for a long time, but I like you. I have since we first bumped into each other. I'm leaving late tonight, but the next time we're in California, will you go out with me?"
"Yes. I like you too, Brian. And thank you so much for taking me back to the hotel after I passed out last night. I really can't thank you enough for that- god knows what would have happened to me if you hadn't."
"You're welcome," he replied, and bent down to kiss me.
It didn't last for long- it was more a getting-to-know-you kiss, but it was wonderful, just the same. Unfortunately, then it was time for the guys to go back. I hugged each of them goodbye. Brian and I hugged the longest, and he kissed me again. Then they left. But I had a feeling it wasn't the last I would be seeing of them.
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