The next morning, the bus pulled up to the hotel whereever they were in Austria. Isabel followed Q, the bodyguard, off the bus before the guys got off. Girls were standing out front screaming "BACKSTREET BOYS!" over and over and over. Isabel went deaf practically before she reached the lobby. Q made sure she was okay and went back for the guys. Isabel sat down and placed her things beside her. It was only 8 in the morning and she was still tired. She leaned back against the chair she was in and dozed off.
The guys came in with an entourage of bodyguards surrounding them. "Where's Isabel?," Brian asked looking around.
Q pointed at the chair, "Sleeping."
They all laughed softly. Kevin walked over and picked her up, Nick got her backpack and slung it over his shoulders. They went to the elevators and squeezed in. At the 14th floor, they got off.
Isabel opened her eyes and noticed..she wasn't in the chair anymore. She sat up and realized she was in her hotel room. She also realized, someone else was in the room with her. Nick was sitting against her bed, with his N64 set up and was playing MarioCart. "Nick? What are you doing here?," She asked.
He jumped at the new sound in the room. "Geez Isabel! You nearly gave me a coronary!"
"Sorry..now what are you doing here?"
"Brian refused to let me set up my N64..you were sleeping..the tv wasn't in use..and here I am."
"Oh..okay.."
"Have a good nap?"
"I guess..ya know, I never realized it but your all's fans are LOUD!"
He grinned, "I know. But its all good."
"I guess so."
"Sooo..what you wanna do?"
She shrugged, "I have no idea. What time is it?"
He looked back at the clock sitting on the dresser, "2:45."
"Do you all have anything to do?"
"Nope. I think the guys wanted to go to a club tonight though"
Her eyes lit up, "Really?! I wanna go!"
"You're only 17."
"Almost 18, duh."
"You can't get in yet though."
She smirked, "Don't you know, in Europe you only have to be 18!"
"And you're not 18 yet."
She threw her hands up in frustration, "You can't let anyone have fun, can you?!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Duh! You're raining on my parade! I wanna go clubbing and I will."
"Kevin won't let you."
"Kevin doesn't have to know."
"Isabel..you're not gonna start this again."
"Start what?"
"Rebelling..or whatever you wanna call it. You could get hurt..you have no clue what people are like here.."
"Neither do you."
"I know..But..I just don't want you to go out to a club by yourself.."
"So..come with me!," She said smiling again.
"No way. I don't like to go to clubs."
She groaned, "Ugh! You suck!"
"Suck what?"
"EWW! And now you're a pervert!!"
He laughed and turned back to his video game. After a minute he felt arms around his neck. "Come on Nicky..come with me tonight..You can keep an eye on me..," She said in his ear.
He shivered involuntarily at her voice. "I don't want to Isabel."
"Please Nicky?"
"No..and don't call me that."
"Why not?"
"I don't like clubs. And if we went out without a bodyguard, we'd get mobbed.."
"You'd get mobbed. Not me."
"Isabel..some girls would see us together and immediately asume soething..they'd be ony ou like white on rice."
She laughed a little, "So? I can take care of myself."
He sighed, "Isabel..no."
"Fine..."
He watched as she stood up and went into the bathroom.
Around 9 p.m. that night, Kevin, Howie, AJ, and Brian had all left for a club. Kevin had insisted that Isabel not come even though she practically begged. Nick was back in his own room playing video games for the night.
Isabel stepped out of the bathroom and looked at herself. She was wearing tight black leather pants with a blue tight tank top with spaghetti straps. She had on a pair of black boots and was wearing her leather jacket. She smiled at her reflection, hell, what Kevin didn't know, wouldn't hurt him. She grabbed her (fake) i.d. and hotel key off the dresser and stuck them in her jacket pocket. She opened the door and stuck her head out, no one was in sight.
She slipped out and down the hall. She was almost home free when she heard someone call her name. "Isabel? Where the hell are you going?"
She inwardly groaned, it was Nick.
She turned around and smiled, "Hi Nicky. I wasn't going anywhere."
"The hell you weren't going to a club..where were you going? Dressed like that?"
"No where.."
"Isabel.."
"UGH!!! Come on Nick! Let me go out!"
"Kevin said no..so n-o."
"Know what Nick?"
"What?"
"Kevin doesn't have to know."
"Until I tell him."
"You wouldn't!," She exclaimed glaring at him.
"I would..unless I come."
"But..you said earlier--"
"But nothing. I know what I said. Come in my room for a sec."
She followed him. He pulled out some clothes, very un-Nick like too, and went into the bathroom. "Come here..," He said.
She stood in the doorway and watched as he reached under the sink and brought out a box of..hairdye?
"Nick? What are you going to do with that?"
"Temporary hairdye. Brown. No one will recognize me with brown hair, now will they?"
"Well..they..could.."
"Oh well. I'll just wash it out when we get back."
"You're going to do all this...for me?"
He shrugged, "Wait out there. I'll be done in about twenty minutes."
She turned to go, "I get the feeling you've done this before."
"Maybe..," He said with a smile.
Isabel laughed and went to go wait in the main room.
Twenty minutes later, Nick came out. He was wearing black pants, a dark blue shirt with a jacket on top of it. And..his hair was brown. "Wow..you look..almost normal.," Isabel commented turning off the tv.
"Thanks..Wait a minute, HEY!"
She laughed, "You do look good though Nick..let's go."
He nodded. She walked out the door with him behind her. "By the way Isabel..where the heck did you get those clothes at?"
She smiled and looked back at him, "Why? Ya like?"
"Well..yeah..but..umm..I haven't seen those pants before.."
"I know..I bought them at like..some..store..last week."
"Ohh.."
"So..think I look good?," She said turning around once they reached the elevators.
"Yeah..so, you my date tonight or what?"
"Want me to be your date?"
"I asked first.."
"I asked second."
He rolled his eyes, "Do you always have to argue with me?"
"Yep!"
He laughed as the elevator made its way down. "Nick?"
"Hmm?"
"Will we get in trouble going out?"
"Not if we don't get caught."
They walked out of the elevator once it stopped and out into the lobby. Suddenly, Isabel yanked Nick back around the corner. "What the hell was that for?!," He exclaimed.
Isabel put her hand over his mouth. "Shut up! Q and a bunch of bodyguards and even more fans are out there stupid! Now, what do we do?"
"Out the back..come on.," He said pulling her by the hand.
They walked through the kitchen, with glares from the cooks and stares from the other people. Nick noticed a bunch looked real happy about Isabel and shot them some glares. They walked out the back entrance and towards the sidewalk, he still hadn't let go of her hand. "Nick! Quit draggping me! Damn!"
"Sorry..I just didn't want anyone to see us."
"See you, you mean."
"No..us.."
"Us?"
"Some fans recognize me, run towards me, see you, think you're my girlfriend, start bashing you. Some fans will do that. If we get away from the hotel as quick as possible, no one sees us, we go to club, I have miserable time."
"Well if you're going to have such a bad time, why the heck did you come with me?!"
"Because I don't want you going out in some strange country by yourself! DUH!"
"I can take care of myself though!"
"I'm just trying to help you Isabel."
"Whatever.."
They walked the rest of the way in silence.
Once inside the club, which was considerably easy, they found a table "We might as well quit fighting Nick..," She said leaning across the table to tlak to him.
"I know..I'm sorry. I just don't want anything to happen to you."
"I'm sorry too. Now, you gonna dance with me or not?"
"Not right now. You go ahead though."
"Okay..now..who do I want to dance with?," She said, mostly to herself, scanning the club.
"I don't know..who's your type?"
"Don't know...I haven't dated that much."
"Well..who out of the group do you think is the cutest?"
"I don't want cute..not tonight anyways..I want the bad boy type.."
"What?!"
"Just to dance with..not to sleep with Nick!"
"So you want the AJ type?"
"I guess..oo! Found one..See ya Nicky!"
"Be careful.," He warned, but it was in vain. Isabel was already halfway across the dance floor.
Two hours later, Nick was about to fall asleep. Isabel was still dancing with that guy she had seen awhile ago. He was managing to keep an eye on her, thank God. Suddenly, two couples blocked his view and when they moved, she was gone. As was the guy.
Nick began to panic, he stood up, which meant forfeiting the table, and tried to find her. 'Damn Isabel..where'd you disappear off to?,' He wondered.
Isabel laughed at something the guy, Dave, said as they walked back towards the bathroom. Suddenly, he pushed her up against the wall and tried to kiss her. She leaned down and ducked under his arm. "What..what were you doing?," She asked.
"Kissing you..what'd you think I was doing?"
"Thats just it, I didn't know! I've known you for probably two hours..I don't kiss some guy in a club.."
"I don't think I'm some guy.," He said grabbing her arm once again.
"OW! You're hurting me! Let go of me!," She said struggling.
"I want you."
"Well I don't want you so let go!"
"No way baby.," He said pushing her against the wall again.
She tried to push him off of her but he was too strong. He also reeked of alcohol. "Let..me..go!," She said again.
"I like it when the girls fight back.," He said in her ear.
'Oh shit. This isn't good..not at all.,' She thought as she tried in vain to push him off.
Suddenly, she felt his hand in the wrong place and kicked him where guys really don't wanna be kicked. "ASSHOLE!," She yelled kicking him again.
He fell to the floor, groaning in agony. "You..little bitch. you'll pay for that.," He said trying to get up.
"Not if I leave..see ya!"
Isabel hightailed it out of the dark hallway, she could hear him getting up off the floor. She saw Nick looking around and grabbed his arm. "Come on!," She said.
"What?! Where are we going?!"
"I'll explain later!"
They dodged people left and right to get out of the club. She heard Dave cursing and pushing people aside. Now they were out of the club. Nick looked behind him and saw the guys he had been dancing with running after them. Something clicked and he pulled Isabel with him into an alley. "Kiss me.," He ordered.
"What?!"
"Do it before that guy comes!," He hissed.
Isabel looked to her right, and heard Dave's voice again. She grabbed Nick's head and pulled him down to her and kissed him. She was sort of surprised when Nick kissed her back though. Dave walked right past them too. Nick turned it around so she was against the wall and put his arm to block out her face. A minute later, he pulled away. "Is he gone?," She asked.
"Yeah..what was that all about?"
"Let's just say, he wanted some."
"What?!"
"I was going to go to the bathroom. That coke had really gotten to me..anyways, I went to the bathroom, he followed saying he had to go too. He seemed really nice! Anyways, he then pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I pushed him away, asked what he was doing and he said kissing me. I told him I don't do that with guys I just meet in a club. Then he pushed me back against the wall and..umm..well he tried to feel me up. I kicked him..where it..really hurts a guy. I don't think he can have kids now.."
"Ow...aw man..that had to hurt!"
She laughed, "What was I supposed to do?! Let him feel me up!"
"No! You did the right thing. But damn girl..I don't think I'd wanna be him right now.."
"Let's just get out of here..please?"
"Alright..let's go walk around."
They walked out of the alleyway and down the street. Isabel pulled her jacket tighter around her. Nick noticed she was cold and put his arm around her. She leaned into him and fought back a yawn. "So..how you gonna get your hair back to normal?," She asked.
"It washes out..it doesn't take that long. I hope the guys aren't back yet. I don't want to have to answer any questions they have.."
She nodded, "I gotta hurry and change before Kevin comes to check on me..he won't be too happy if he sees me like this.."
"So..what do you want to do for your birthday?"
"I dunno..its like in a week and a half so we got time. I don't really care though.."
"You don't?"
"Nope..doesn't matter."
They reached the entrance to the hotel and walked in as quickly as possible. Nick ducked his head so the fans couldn't see his face. As Isabel walked by a group of about three girls, she heard one say, "Look, its Nick's itch."
Nick heard that and stopped. He looked at Isabel who looked like she was gong to cry. Then she turned to the girl, "Sorry, I'm not Nick's bitch."
"Then who are you?"
"Someone of more importance than you."
"So you are Nick's whore."
"You don't know me so you can't call me a bitch or a whore.."
"What's your name?"
"None ya business.," She said before stalking off.
Nick continued walking and pulled Q aside, who was about to ask about his hair and where he had been. "Don't ask, don't tell the guys either. Get that girl out of here..she has no right to say things like that.," He said.
"You got it man."
Nick nodded and walked to the elevator and got in. He figured Isabel was already upstairs.
Isabel had taken the stairs instead though. 'I can't believe some fans are so rude like that..I mean, I know I'm not Nick's or anyone's..but still...that sort of hurt..,' She thought as she finally reached the door to the 14th floor.
Nick got out of the elevator and walked to his room. He looked up as he heard the stairwell door open. "Isabel? I thought you came up in the elevator?"
"Nope..I walked up the stairs..I was thinking..," She said as she pulled out her key.
"About?"
"That girl downstairs.."
"Isabel..don't let her or anyone get to you.."
"I know I shouldn't..but..it just sorta hurt my feelings. Look, I'm really tired. I'll see you in the morning Nicky.," She said unlocking her door and going in.
"Night Isabel.," Nick said before going into his room.
Isabel undressed and got in her pajama's before crawling under the covers and falling asleep.
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