The girls had flown into London on the tenth, they were leaving on the fifthteenth except for Whit who was flying out on the thirteenth to go to Sweden to work with Max on some songs, she'd meet back up with the guys for two days in Stockholm, then find herself back in Orlando on the nineteeth.
The guys had just finished their dance rehearsel and were now going to use the vocals with the danicng. "All of our time spent in flashes of light, all you people can't you see, can't you see..." all the girls sang as they danced around the stage with them, goofing around. The choregrapher who wasn't the usual Fatima due to her seven month pregancy shot them a evil look as if to say 'could you please sit down'. Fatima wouldn't have cared, they weren't causing any trouble, but all girls catching the glance calmed down and resorted to dancing in the aisles of the venue.
"Nick! I need to use the mirror, move out the way" Whitney complained as she entered the bathroom in which Nick was still using.
"Ok Ok I'm moving" Nick finally said as a knock was heard at the door, he opened it to find AJ who let himself in. Nick making his way back into the bathroom to finish getting ready while AJ stood in the doorway, awaiting Nick's attention.
Whitney sighed as Nick once again pushed her out of view of the mirror, "If you don't move I'm going to burn you with this curling iron" she stated, holding it up.
"Damn, aren't we nice?" AJ asked as he also joined stepping into the bathroom, checking himself out in the mirror.
"Damn AJ, now your in here, ya'll let me out, this is too little of a space to be with two other people" Whitney announced, unplugging the curling iron and holding it in her hand as she made her way out and then out the door into the hall, walking two doors down. Lauren opened the door and Whit let herself in.
"Just invite yourself in and what are you doing?" Lauren asked as Whitney went into the bathroom where Lauren's supplys to get ready laid out on the counter.
"Using your bathroom since your boyfriend and Nick are currently occupying mine" Whitney answered, five minutes later she was finished and walking back down to her room with Lauren, they met up with Ashley, Brian and Amber in the hall, everyone piled into Whit's room. All the girls laying across the bed while the guys stayed in the bathroom.
"Are ya'll ready, your guys, what is taking you so long?" Ashley asked as she stood up and walked to the bathroom door.
"We're about to perform in front of twenty five thousand people, we wanna look good" Brian stated as he glanced at his watch, "Damn we're supposed to be in the lobby right now to go to dinner before we go to the venue" he added.
An hour and a half later, at seven they were making their way backstage at the venue, preparing for the concert that was to begin in an hour. By eleven the guys had finished their performance and were making their way backstage to change clothes, they were told they'd be at the venue a good half hour until crowds remotely died down. Whitney felt her head start to spin, placing her hand on her temple she sat down on the couch in the greenroom, "You Ok Whit?" Brooke asked as she started to leave the room, herself and Whit were the only ones there, she was going to find someone.
"Yea, I'm fine, just tired" Whitney explained. Brooke nodded as she exited into the hall, seeing Amber in the distance. Whit layed herself down on the couch, placing her hand over her throbbing head, hoping maybe it would go away, she hated headaches like these, they made her whole body weak, closing her eyes she drifted off.
"Hey ya'll, where is Whitney?" Nick asked, everyone was gathered at the exit, preparing to run to their buses, fans gathered around the buses, a narrow walkway had been made for them, but they basically were going to have to fight their way through.
"Umm..the last time I saw her she was in the greenroom, she didn't feel well" Brooke answered.
"I'll be back ya'll" Nick nodded as he took off running back to the greenroom, he saw Whit laying on the couch in the doorway, "Whit, get up we gotta go" he said, shaking her.
"What?" Whitney asked, lifting herself up, but the falling back down. "Help me up" she stated, realizing she wasn't going to be able to get up without his help.
Nick lifted her to a standing position, she walked slowly behind him to the door, afraid that if she moved too fast the diziness would cause her to black out. "Come here, theres no way your going to make it through that crowd" Nick said, as he held her like a small child, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck and her head resting on his shoulder. Nick made his way back down the hall then prepared to follow behind the rest of the guys, making his way out of the building he ran to the bus, flashes and screams trailing after him. He laid Whit down in his bunk then made his way into the sitting area where everyone else awaited the bus to take them back to their hotel.
"What took you so long?" Brian asked as he relaxed into the couch.
"I had to go get Whit, then carry her because she was too out of it to make it here herself" Nick explained as he fell down on the couch beside his best friend.
"Whats wrong with her?" Ashley asked.
"I dunno, you know how she gets when she gets those really bad headaches" Nick answered as the bus began to pull out of the venue. Thirty minutes later they found themsleves back at the hotel, Nick had awoken Whit in time for her to be fully awake by the time they reached the hotel. When they got there everyone hung around in the lobby while the guys signed autographs for close to an hour, then they went up to their rooms. The three couples made their way to their rooms and the singles to their rooms also. Entering her room, Whitney immediately changed into a t-shirt and shorts them climbed into bed, drifting off to sleep in mere seconds. Nick just watched her as he removed his long sleeve t-shirt and shoes and down in the bed beside her, wearing only his Abercrombie cargo pants. He just laid there, dozing on and off, never going into a deep sleep, any movement would wake him up.
Whitney awoke at two thirty to the feeling of her stomach doing flips, she jumped out of the bed and ran towards the bathroom, waking up Nick along the way. Five minutes later she laid back down, "You Ok?" Nick asked.
"Yea I'm fine" Whitney answered. Thirty minutes later she was up again, throwing up.
"Are you Ok?" Nick stated.
"Yes Nick, I'm fine" Whitney assured as she laid back down and went back to sleep, leaving a worried Nick awake. When she awoke again at four the whole sickness thing was starting to get on her nerves "damnit, all I want to do is sleep" she mumbled, kicking the covers from her legs as she once again entered the bathroom. Resting her forehead on the toliet seat as she sat in the floor, a small layer of water covered her eyes, she knew what was wrong. She took a deep breath as she stood up, flushed the toliet and cut the light out.
Nick had seen her in the bathroom from his position on the bed, he knew something was wrong, getting up he made his way around the bed and towards the bedroom, he met up with Whit halfway there. "Whats wrong Whitney?" he pleaded, lifting her chin until his eyes met hers, she pulled her face away, looking in the opposite direction. "Do you know whats wrong?" he repeated.
The tears that were in Whit's eyes spilled over, "I...I think I know whats wrong...I think I'm..pregnant..." she stated, breaking down as Nick pulled her close to his body. Her tears sliding down her cheeks then hitting his shoulders as they slid down his bare chest. His own eyes watering. "I'm sorry Nick" she began.
"Whit its not your fault, we made it together, not just you" Nick interrupted.
"I don't want kids Nick, I mean I just turned twenty, you'll be twenty one in three months, I'm just not ready to do this, not yet" Whit rambled as the tears kept on coming.
"I know Whit, we're not ready for this, now calm down please" Nick said as he onto her tighter. "I mean, we've got options" he stated.
Whitney looked at him, "Yea I know, theres no way I'm having a child and giving it up for adoption and I'm not bringing a child into this world when its parents aren't ready..." she marked off the options in her mind as she spoke. She paused to look up at Nick, it was mostly dark but she could still read the look in his eyes, "...so I guess I only have one alternative" she whispered.
"Now Whit, you don't have to do that, you can have this baby and we will manage, I promise you that" he replied after her last statement.
"No Nick, I don't want a child, thats the bottom line, I don't know how we got ourselves into this mess" she said.
"I think it was at Kevin's party.....or either the night I left...we both got sorta carried away, at Kev's we were..drunk" Nick guessed. Whit just looked at him, she hadn't really needed or wanted an answer to the question, but she wasn't going to say anything. An hour later the two laid awake on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "So what are you going to do?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair, he knew how much she loved that.
"I'm going to do the one that I don't want to do, but its the best" she stated.
"Ok, we'll go tommorow, since I have the day off" Nick answered as he sighed deeply. Hoping he wasn't doing the wrong thing.