Chapter 13
"Oooooooh," Howie groaned lifting his head from the toilet. "That was the most disgusting thing I have ever done!"
Nick poked his head in the bathroom. "You need anything?"
"No, you just stay out there, I don't want you to see this."
"Um.....okay." Nick returned to the living room. "I thought you guys said Howie wasn't that sick?"
Brian shrugged. "That was yesterday, Nick, now is a different story."
AJ set up. "Do you want me to help you? After days of misery I'm finally feeling better and I don't have a fever."
"No, if you got up Kevin would yell at me. Besides, you're still kinda' weak from being so sick."
AJ stretched. "Well, if you insist to wait on me...Be my guest!"
Howie moped out of the bathroom. "I want my Mommy! And AJ, I hate you for giving me this!"
"Hey, I can't help who contacts the Backstreet Bug."
Nick sighed. "How are you doing, Brian?"
"Pretty good. I'm just tired."
Nick nodded. "I see. Why don't you and AJ take a nap out here? And Howie you go rest in the bedroom with Kev."
Brian smirked. "Thanks, Mom."
Nick wrapped an arm around Howie's shoulder. "Come on, I'll help you."
"I hate my stomach," Howie complained as he rested against the warm sheets in the cozy room.
"I'm sorry. Just try to get some sleep."
Kevin stirred. "N-Nick?"
Nick took a seat on his bed. "Yeah, Kev?"
"Could you get me an extra blanket? I'm freezing."
"Sure. Why don't we check your temperature while I get you one, okay?"
"You sound like my mother...."
"Kevin, don't act like a baby!"
"I'm not!"
"Are too!"
He rolled his eyes. "Fine!"
Nick stuffed the thremometer in his mouth. "Good!"
Howie tossed a pillow over his eyes. "Would you two please shut up!"
Nick placed another blanket on top of Kevin retrieving the thrememoter. "100.2. Geesh, Kevin, you must feel awful!"
"No shit," he griped.
"Now, there's no reason to get snippy. Just let yourself be sick for once," the young singer replied handing him some Tynelol.
Kevin swallowed the pills irriatted by the pain in his throat. "What's wrong with you?"
"Wrong with me? I'm not sick."
"You're acting too nice and mature. What are you up to?"
"Nothing. Kev, I think your fever is making you delirious."
"I am not delirious."
"How would you know? You've never been sick."
"I'm not so sick I can't see that evil little grin."
Howie growled from beneath his pillow. "SHUT UP,KEVIN! Just thank Nick for helping you and send him off to do his homework. Then, shut up and get some sleep or I'm going to vomit all over you!"
"Thank you, Nick, go do your homework," Kevin hissed.
Nick nodded. "Yes, Superman, but do I have to do my homework?"
"DO IT!"
"Okay, okay, feel better."
He shut the door grabbing his text book. Or preferably his teacher's text book. He glanced into the living room happy to see Brian and AJ asleep. "Show time!"
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Brian shouted as he shook himself awake from his nap. He gazed at the television. "NICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'RE IN TROUBLE!"
AJ batted his eyes. "What the- WAY TO GO, NICK!"
Kevin rushed into the living room. "What's all the fuss?"
Brian and AJ pointed to the screen.
"NICK! YOU'RE ASS IS GRASS!" Kevin fumed.
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Nick sat on the couch pinned between Kevin and Brian, AJ and Howie staring at him from the other sofa. "What's the big deal?"
"What's the big deal?" Kevin coughed. "You were watching porno, Nick!"
"So? At least, it was something I didn't need English to understand."
"Damn straight," AJ agreed.
"AJ!" the three older members shouted in unison.
He smiled sheepishly. "What? I'm only jealous that I didn't find that channel first!"
Kevin's eyes narrowed. "AJ, sit there and don't say another word!"
"Word."
"Shut up, Bone!"
Brian shook his head. "Nick, do you have any idea how unholy that was?"
Howie lifted his head. "Bri, we're giving the kid a lecture not a sermon."
"Nick, what do you think your mother is going to say about this?" Kevin asked.
"My mother? Um....I was hoping we wouldn't tell her."
Kevin crossed his arms. "Do you really think that's gonna' happen?"
"Yes?"
"Think again."
AJ rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, Kev, give him a break. He's been taking care of all of us today, doing homework, plus answering all of Johnny's questions and he made dinner....And it was edible. Do you really have to tell his mother?"
Kevin massaged his aching brow. "I guess not and I'm really feeling too sick for this. I'm going back to bed and I want all of you to do the same."
"Howie..." AJ coughed.
"Yeah, Bone?"
"Could you and Brian switch beds? I'm feeling pretty sick again and I feel better when my best bud is near."
Howie felt his forehead. "No fever."
"I really don't feel well. Please, D?"
"Sure, kid."
Brian and Kevin headed to the bedroom turning out the lights. "Night guys."
"Night!" the others called.
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"Nick! Nick!" AJ whispered to the sleeping form huddled on the floor.
"What are you sick? Should I wake Howie?"
"No, no, don't wake Howie! Get up."
The blonde yawned. "Why?"
"I want you to show me that porno channel!"
"But Howie..."
"Howie would sleep through anything. Why do you think I wanted him and Brian to switch?"
"Ooooooooh."
"And remember I saved your ass!"
"I don't want to!"
"Do you want me to call your mom?"
Nick gulped. "Channel 69."