My alarm went off at 7 the next morning. I hit the off button and got up.

"Take the day off," Nick groaned pulling me back in bed.

"I can't," I replied.

"What if I almost die again?" he asked.

"Then I'll rush back and kill you myself," I smiled and went in the bathroom.

"I guess I better not do that then," he laughed to himself.

"Okay, gotta go," I hugged him.

"Can I come?" he whined.

"Nicky, just go back to bed," I said kissing him, "Please?" I asked seductively.

"Fine," he replied pretending to be mad.

I went to my executive board meeting and it was pointless. They had no
clue what should happen with the business so we all went on home.

I went back to the hotel and hopped on the elevator. I was very annoyed
at the sight that all the floors had been pushed and the music was driving me crazy, "I bet Howie did this," I muttered in reference to the buttons that were hit.

Finally, I reached my floor. I stepped out and got hit in the head with a frisbee. I looked over and saw Nick and Brian trying to hold in laughs. Brian had obviously thrown it. Nick was pointing at him, and he had a guilty look on his face.

"What is it with you guys and frisbees?" I asked upset. I went directly to my room without saying hi to Nick. I had a bad headache because of all the events that had occurred that day. I heard a soft knock followed by Nick poking his head in slightly like he was scared.

"Yeah?" I asked looking at him.

"Why're you so mad?" he asked coming in and shutting the door and walking in further.

"Bad day," I replied stretching. I sat on the bed and rubbed behind my
neck.

Almost immediately Nick came over and started massaging behind my
shoulders, "Thank you," I sighed.

"No prob," he said happily, "Ali," he paused, "Will you be my date for the
grammies?" he asked. I grabbed one of his hands and turned around to
look at him.

"Yes," I said flatly.

"Good. Brian said he'd take you out shopping for a dress," Nick said still nice and peppy.

"So, our first date is the grammies," I laughed.

"Actually, I was wondering. You wanna go out tonight?" he asked
solemnly.

"Sure," I shrugged, "But it has to be a double date," I demanded.

"With who?" he asked.

"Brian and Tiff, I'll set them up," I said happily.

"Tiff? From high school?" he asked surprised.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Okay, well, I"ll pick you up at 7, okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," I smiled.

"Seeya then," he said leaving.

I called Tiff and she came over immediately.

"You're with Nick again?" she squealed. I nodded.

"Tonight is our first official date. Tiff, I haven't been on a date in a year and I don't know, I'm nervous around Nick outside of the bedroom. Like in public. I'm scared. What if fans see us? Will they hate me? I mean, he asked ME out! Its not like I tried to steal their man or anything," I admitted," I just really need you to be there for support."

"That's why I'm here," she smiled, "Besides, that Brian you're fixing me up with, he's adorable. My cousin is in love with him. Just wait till I tell her
about tonight."

"He's one of my best guy friends. He is really fair about things. Like if Nick
messes up. He won't immediately go on his side because he's a friend, he'll
decide who's right," I replied, "Dress hot and he'll love ya."

We got ready to go and I was still nervous. I put on a black spaghetti strap tank top with a baby blue see through shirt over it and black leather pants. Then to top it off I wore clunky black shoes. My hair was let down and curled under with my layers framing my face.

"Are you trying to get laid?" Tiff asked looking at me. She sounded
serious.

"Its too much, isn't it?" I said doubtful.

"No, you look good," she replied stopping me from changing.

"He's not going to like it," I said looking myself over in the mirror.

"Al, don't worry," Tiff said fiving me a reassuring hug. There was a knock on the door.

"He's here," I said still nervous. I pushed my fear away and put my
pea-coat over my outfit. I casually opened the door to see Brian standing there with a goofy smile. He also had roses in his hand.

"Hey Al," he smiled.

"Where's Nick? He's not coming? I knew this wasn't a good idea. You two
just go on. I'll be fine," I said freaking out.

"Ali, settle down," I heard Tiff call from the other room.

"Is that Tiff?" Brian whispered.

"Yeah, come on in. She's not ready for your date yet. I'm just gunna go
change," I said walking away.

"Ali, he is coming," Brian said pulling me back by my arm, "Calm down. I
mean, it's just a date."

"But its the first date," I mumbled. There was another knock on the door,
"Tell him I'm sick, I can't do this," I got up and headed for the bathroom,
but Tiff came out just then and stopped me.

"Go get that door," she said sternly. I took in a deep breath and nodded. I slowly walked to the door and opened it slower than how fast the hour hand on a clock goes by.

"Hey Ali," Nick said casually walking in past me. He was wearing jeans
and a football jersey.

"Hi," I said kinda dissappointed. Brian had baught Tiff roses and dressed
nice, Nick was just well...Nick.

"I'm guessing you're Tiff," Brian smiled, "I'm Brian," he said handing her the roses, "These are for you."

"Thank you," she smiled, "And yes, I'm Tiff. It's nice to meet you," Tiff
replied just about to cry. She gave him a hug.

"Tiff, come here," I said pulling her in the bathroom.

"Ali's pissed at you," Brian joked.

"Why?" Nick asked not realizing.

"Look what you're wearing, and you didn't give her anything and all you
did was say her. You're acting like her brother," Brian explained.

"Whoops," he laughed.