Hello my friend, hello
Just called to let you know
I think about you every night
And I know it’s late, but I couldn’t wait...Hello
-Hello, Lionel Ritchie
Chapter 10
I was almost frightened when I awoke with a pair of massive arms
wrapped
around me and a body pressed against my back. But soon I felt fuzzy and
content and
lie there feeling Nick’s rhythmic breathing against me and his breath on my
neck. Feeling
him breathe was nothing short of amazing. Here he was, with me, alive.
Angie and Nikki awoke before Nick and I and began preparing for their
days. He
stirred for a few moments but did not awaken. He was used to sleeping
despite bustle and
distraction.
A half hour later there was a light tap at our door. Angie made her
way and
opened it to find Nick’s best friend standing with his hands in his pockets
and looking
cautious.
“Hi” Brent said uncomfortably. “I’m looking for Nick...actually,
EVERYONE is
looking for Nick. Is he here?”
“Uh, yeah, just one sec.” said Angie walking into the room with the
door still ajar.
Brent walked in behind her, uninvited. Angie turned and looked at him,
annoyed with this
entrance. He hustled over to the bed and shook his peaceful, sleeping
friend.
“Wake up, man.” Brent had both hands on Nick.
“Hmmm?” Nick opened his eyes and became surprised. “What? What are
you
doing here?”
“Radio interview...” Brent responded, removing one of Nick’s arms
from around
me. “Billy is ballistic cause he doesn’t know where you are. And Skip is
ballistic cause
you haven’t called the station. Thank God I ran into Howie and he knew you
were here.”
Brent took in the room and the people in it, looking all the more confused.
“The radio interview isn’t til noon...” Nick was whining now.
“It’s 12:15, buddy.” Brent explained, becoming more and more
impatient by the
minute.
“Ah...shit!” Nick moaned. He rubbed his nose on my neck, and
whispered
into my ear. I turned my head and in a flash our lips almost touched. Nick
didn’t
move away though and when he moved his lips to speak, they gently brushed
against
mine, soft and teasing. “Lemme give you my cell number. And I’ll leave
tickets for you
on will call. Call me when you get to the venue.” I examined his face as he
told me what
to do. “I wish I could spend the day with you.” he added, looking
disappointed.
“So do I...but think of all those other fans out there who love you.
Your adoring
public wants you Nick Carter, and I can’t be selfish, now, can I?” I batted
my eyes at
Nick.
“God!” he looked at me in disbelief. “Where did you come from?”
“The stork brought me.” I teased. Nick giggled.
“Let’s go, Romeo.” interrupted Brent. “Billy and Skip are gonna
have our heads.”
“OK, OK, OK.” Nick groaned as I moved so he could retract his arm
from
beneath me. I sat up as he stood, yawned and stretched, then grabbed a piece
of paper,
writing down his phone number. He then touched my chin and bent down to
brush his
lips against my forehead. It tingled after he left his kiss. “Thank you”
he said softly,
turned and walked out of the room behind his short, Italian friend.
When the door closed behind him, I felt a pit in my stomach. The
blood began
rushing to my chest and I felt as if I would burst if I did not do something.
I sat up on my
knees and stared, wrapping my arms around myself where he had been holding me
for the
last few hours. When I was sure that he was out of hearing distance, I let
out an excited
squeal as my two friends ran to the bed and hugged me, all of us in a fit of
thrilled
laughter.
*****
The three of us got ready and headed to the mall to grab something to
eat. We
saw RoRo at the Japanese food place and he requested our company as he
motioned for
us toward a table in the bustling food court.
As we were eating he eyed Nikki.
“I heard that you won a truck load of cash last night.” he said
between bites of
Teriyaki chicken.
“Mmmhmm...what of it?” Nikki loved flirting with him.
“So why aren’t we shopping yet, girl?” RoRo drawled in his quiet,
husky voice.
“Eh hem...WE?” Nikki grinned.
“Yeah...WE,” he responded, “If it wasn’t for ME, you woulda never
gone out with
AJ and Howie, who I understand were your good luck charms. So, the question
is: are
WE goin’ shopping or what?”
Nikki let out a hearty laugh. “Well, I guess you’re right. And
ah...I guess the four
of us are going shopping...well... right NOW.”
*****
We all arrived at will call decked in our new threads. I was
physically exhausted
from all the shopping. Nikki had spent over five hundred dollars on each of
us. She had
gotten a natural high off of it, enjoying spreading her happiness to her
friends and to
RoRo, who himself was becoming a friend as well.
I picked up our 3 second row tickets and we headed to our seats. We
located the
BudLight stand and began drinking our favorite beverage while watching EYC.
They
were always better after a few drinks. We kept screaming Dave’s name as he
wriggled in
front of us. He was a complete ham. He blew us kisses and winked like a
playboy. The
three of us got rowdy and the people around looked at us with wide eyes.
Finally, the boys came out, on fire once again, with the exception of
AJ whom
RoRo had told us was quite ill. His voice was scratchy, but he still played
the audience
like an instrument. We were all surprised when the three boys we knew kept
coming to
our side of the stage and making a point to sing to us.
Nick stood in front of us for Don’t Want You Back. He slithered up
and down the
side of the stage, slowly girating his hips as he slid his hand down his
groin and looked at
me with hungry eyes. His tongue slowly traced his perfectly formed lips as
fire ignited my
skin all over while watching him. My desire was so natural and strong. And
I knew he
was as hot as I was. I could just tell. Our eyes burned together and for a
few moments, I
could not separate myself from him, not knowing who was who. When he walked
away, I
grabbed the back of the seat in front of me, feeling dizzy and overcome with
lust.
When the show as over, we gathered at the car, jabbering about the
show and how
good it was once again. We returned to our hotel with the message light
blinking on our
telephone. We rang the front desk and retrieved our three messages.
*Hello to
my three
FAVE-OR-IT ladies. It’s me, Bone. I just wanted to see what ya’ll were up
to tonite. I
think I’m gonna go chill in the lounge, play some pool, ‘cause I feel like
SHEE-ITE. Hope
you enjoyed the show. Angie...I saw you screaming for me baby, don’t deny
it. You
WANT this marvelous BOD. DAMN! I’m HOT! Heeee-haaaaa! K...Call me. Peace.*
*Angie. Hey, it’s Howie. I...uh...well I wanted to apologize for last
night. Not for all of
it, but...I have to talk to you about Claudia and stuff like that, so gimme a
call if you could
when you get in. Please don’t be mad at me. I need to talk to you.*
*Hey
Baby Kel, it’s
the suckafish. Heh...nah, it’s Nick. I saw you guys havin’ fun at the show
tonight. I sang
to you, did ya see me? Anyway...uh...I’m glad you had fun. I’m gonna see
you tonight,
right? Call my cell when you get back, OK? Later.*
After we each received our messages we called our respective men.
The plan was
for Nikki and I to meet AJ and Nick in the lounge in an hour (it was being
cleared of fans
as we spoke), and for Angie to meet Howie at his room. The three of us
bustled around
the room, getting excited for the long awaited evening.
Chapter 11
Song For Kelly
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