What You Need - by Lyric

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The club�s entire VIP section was closed to everyone except Backstreet and its entourage. Nick�s birthday party was in full swing. The birthday song had been sung. His wish had been made and the candles successfully blown out. The birthday boy was having a good time. Abe was watching as he danced with Kim, the group�s stylist. They were currently trying to get everyone to do a hip-hop version of the Hokey Pokey. So far, it was the two of them going it alone.

Plopping down next to Abe, AJ said, �Pat�s staying with me tonight.�

�I didn�t know you two had become so close,� replied Abe.

AJ stared at her for a moment with his brows furrowed, then his face relaxed. �Fuck you! I�m doing it for you.�

�Me?� It was her turn to look puzzled.

�Yeah, you and Hokey Pokey over there.�

�You�ve lost me.�

�Geesh,� he said, rolling his eyes. �I thought you two might want to get romantic and Pat would put a cramp in it.�

Abe had the look of someone with their hand caught in the cookie jar.

�Why you lookin� at me like that? It�s no big deal. Most couples have sex on a birthday and they do it up special. You�re still lookin� at me like I got two heads. You�d think you two never�� He paused. �Fuck me.�

�No thank you.�

AJ�s mouth opened then closed. He frowned at her then cackled. �Good thing Pat�s comin� with me tonight. Now you two can be alone.�

�Great,� muttered Abe.

AJ gave her a moment to sulk before he leaned in close to insure he had her full attention. �You better not back out.�

�I can. He doesn�t know.�

�Don�t you dare. You want to do this right?�

�Yes, but I don�t want everyone knowing about it.�

�They don�t.�

�AJ, you can be honest with me,� she said, turning to face him and taking both his hands in hers. �Is this stupid? I mean�as a present.�

�Ah hell no! I�m a guy, Abe, and believe me when I tell you, we love this shit.�

�Hey what are you two doing,� asked Nick, plopping down on the opposite side of Abe.

�Nothing birthday boy. What are you doing,� asked AJ.

�I�m being the birthday boy,� he replied with a smile a mile wide, followed by a yawn. �I think I�m about ready to go though. Are you?�

Abe said, �Whenever you are.�

�Then I�ll say bye to everyone and we can go.�

�Okay.�

As Nick wandered off, AJ said, �You do what you�re comfortable with doing. The boy loves ya and won�t be disappointed.�

She hedged. �He yawned. He probably wants to go to sleep.�

�Nope. That was his �I�m ready to blow this popsicle stand� signal. He is ready to spend some time alone with you.�

�Grrr.�

�What�s with the growl?�

�It�s embarrassing that everyone knows about our sex life.�

�First of all, everyone doesn�t know about you two. Secondly, those of us who do, think you�ve already been doing it, so no big deal. Thirdly, I�m the only one who knows that this is the first. Um�what number was I up to?�

�Fourly.�

�Yeah fourthly, my hat�s off to ya. You made that boy wait longer than he ever has since he started havin� sex. AND�he would wait longer, because he loves you. Now go�be fruitful and�hell, don�t multiply, just have�just have multiples.�

With that, AJ moved onto the dance floor cackling all the way.

When they arrived at the suite, Pat said goodnight and headed back to the elevators, which was Nick�s first sign something was up. The second being how nervous Abe seemed, but he didn�t get a chance to question her. She told him to stay out in the main room, while she disappeared into the bedroom. He flipped through channels and waited and waited. He was about ready to storm in, when he heard her call to him.

Nick opened the door slowly. His heart immediately accelerated. The room was cast in shadows by the light of a few candles. Walking in, his eyes fell on Abe. She was wearing one of his T-shirts. Her bare legs were showing and her foot was bouncing. When her eyes met his, she held his gaze for only a moment.

�Bella?�

�Hi,� she said, looking at the floor.

Moving to the bed, Nick pulled her into his lap. �What�s wrong?�

�Nothin�.�

�Bella�Baby?�

She stood up and faced him. Her hands started moving before she began talking.

�Okay�Okay�I tried to get you a Pocket Dragon*. It was the Be My Valentine one, because of my tattoo. You know? Anyway�but it wouldn�t get here in time. So I�m thinkin� and thinkin��and it came to me, what I could get you. It seemed like a good idea. You know in my head. But then AJ said Pat was staying in his room tonight so we could have some privacy. He was just being helpful. He didn�t know we�d never�you know. And why are you smiling?�

�You�re cute,� he said, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling back down on his lap.

�Dork. Anyway, then I came in here and lit the candles, but I realized I don�t have the right outfit for this.�

�And what is this?�

�Nothing now,� she said, her head dropping and her hair hiding her face.

Dropping his head too, he whispered, �What�s my present?�

�It�s really stupid.�

�What�s my present,� he repeated.

�It was me,� she whispered.

�You don�t want me anymore?�

Her head shot up and she looked into his eyes. �No! I mean yes, I want you. It�s just that�� She heaved a big sigh. �I don�t know if you want that kind of present.�

Shaking his head, Nick pulled her into a hug. �You giving me you is the best present. You�ve got to know that.� When she didn�t say anything, he pulled back to study her face. �Bella, ya gotta help me here. You�re not a virgin.�

�No,� she replied.

�We�ve done stuff.�

�Yes, but I�ve never been completely naked with you.�

He had to think for a minute, but she was right. �So?�

�So, I don�t want to disappoint you.�

�What makes you think you would?�

Looking at him, she said, �you�ve been with a lot of girls.� Nick�s face fell. �I�m not passing judgement or anything. I�m only saying you have been a lot of girls.�

�You don�t have to keep saying that,� he grumbled.

�Then let me finish. You�ve been with�okay�and I�m not virgin, but I haven�t been with many guys. So, I don�t want my lack of expertise to disappoint you.�

�Don�t worry about that,� he said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

She studied him for a moment. �I�ll have to trust you on that one. Then there is this whole getting naked thing.�

�Bella, I�ve seen you.�

�Not completely naked.�

�Baby, I may not have seen you completely naked, but I have seen all of you at one time or another, so I know what you look like and feel like.�

It was her turn think and he was right. She rolled her eyes and pulled a face. �Okay, that was another one of those things that made sense in my head. I guess I was only faking myself out about how it would be different if you saw me completely naked.�

�Make a deal with you. This is a present you are giving me, but that doesn�t mean I have to open tonight.�

�You sure?�

�Yes. Now if it gets opened tonight then great and if it doesn�t then we will just have some fun.�

�There you go again. Being the logical one,� she said and he felt her relax.

It began innocently. The kisses were chaste. Their caresses gentle. But a spark was ignited and each moment the flame grew stronger. Nick was awed by this woman�his Bella. He was taking note of the smallest things. The warmth of her skin, the way her hair ticked along his arm as he wrapped her in a tight embrace. The shadows the candle cast. The heat generated by their bodies being pressed together. He loved the feel of her fingers then her lips tracing the lines of his tattoos after their clothes were shed. It wasn�t about the mechanics of their lovemaking, it was that they were making love. His focus was on her. Seeing the desire reflected in her eyes. Hearing sounds of delight when he touched her in the right way. Feeling her delicate hand wrap around him, causing him bury his head in her neck as a shudder ran through his body.

Finally, he held himself above her. Watching her face, feeling her shift slightly so he was at her entrance, he could control the need no more. Sinking down to be cradled by her inside and out, the intensity of sensations almost overwhelmed him. He felt her take a shaky breath. Immediately, his focus was back on her.

Resting his forehead against hers, he asked, �okay?�

�Yes. You?�

�More than okay.�

�You�re not disappointed?�

Nick shifted so she could feel him buried deep inside her. �Does it feel like I�m disappointed?�

She shook her head no and he saw the smile start. It was a genuine smile. It let him know this was right and she was okay with it. She surprised him when she pulled him into a kiss. They separated only when they needed air.

Their bodies moved together, they enjoyed the sensations. He was so close, but he had to feel her. He had to experience her release. Over the last few weeks he had witnessed it and had brought it about, but now he wanted to participate in it. To participate by being surrounded by it.

His hand stole between them and he teased her. Her moans became more urgent and her grip on him tightened. Her body arched against his and he felt it. All of it and it made his need for release so much stronger. Groaning, his pace quickened. Pulling her closer, he couldn�t get close enough, then with his body shuddering he emptied into her. Collapsing, he whispered her name as she held him.

The rest of the night was lost to whispered words and soft caresses until they drifted off to sleep.

Nick walked into the production office. �Roger, can I talk to you for a minute?�

�Sure Nick. What�s up?�

�I want to take Abe to the Grammys.�

�You do?�

�Yeah. Her birthday is in a couple days and she knows people who�ll be there. I thought it would be fun for her.�

�You two are almost like friends,� commented Roger.

�Something like that,� replied Nick.

�No. I think its good Nick. Except for that whole talkin� her into sneakin� out thing.�

�Uh�sorry about that.�

�Don�t do it again and we�re fine.�

�So can she come,� asked Nick, beginning to fidget.

�Sure.�

�Thanks man.�

Abe walked in saying, �Roger, I got the comps squared away. Here are the printouts you asked for. Hi Nick.�

�Hey. Well, I�ll catch you later.�

�Bye Nick,� called Roger, but the boy was already out the door.

After, Nick�s quick departure, Abe asked, �What was that all about?�

�Nothing. Help me go over these reports,� he replied, changing the subject.

The dream started weird. Abe was standing in a store�a furniture store, but she was shopping for shoes. She knew this because AJ kept dancing by holding up 6� platform stilettos in a multitude of colors. What amazed her more was the fact AJ was dancing around in the same style shoe. They were arguing and Marcus was laughing at them. Then the dream really got strange, when Marcus began quietly singing, "Happy Birthday to you. "

As she struggled to understand what was going on, she was awakened by the feeling of lips trailing kisses across her shoulder. It took a moment, but she realized Nick was singing softly and nuzzling the bend of her neck.

�Happy Birthday My Bel�la. Happy Birthday to you�and many more.�

Her eyes were still closed, but a smile curved her lips.

�Happy Birthday Bella.�

�Thank you Nicky.�

�I didn�t think you were ever gonna wake up. I mean I had to sing the song twice. The first time you didn�t even budge.�

�Sorry,� she replied, the smile never leaving her face.

�It�s okay. Are you going to open your eyes?�

�Nope.�

This stumped Nick, causing Abe to laugh. Turning in his arms, she pulled him into a kiss. Nick pulled back to look into her eyes. He watched them fill with tears.

�What,� he whispered, brushing her bangs away.

A tear slid down her temple into her hair.

�I�m happy.�

Rubbing noses, Nick gently kissed her. �Then don�t cry.�

She pulled him close, getting lost in the feeling of safety. They remained this way for several minutes. Nick�s stomach growled and they both laughed.

�I guess we should get some breakfast.�

�I don�t have to eat,� stated Nick, but his stomach protested.

�Can we call room service?�

�Bella, it�s your birthday. We can do anything you want.�

�Anything?�

�Anything,� he confirmed.

�Good. So first room service.�

After placing their order, Abe turn to Nick with a mischievous smile.

�What do you want next,� he asked, with an eyebrow cocked.

�You,� she said, pulling the sheet over them.

�Everybody, we need your help,� explain Kevin. �It�s someone�s birthday and that someone works for us.�

Abe tried to beat a hasty retreat to the backstage area, but was trapped by Marcus and Pat. It was Pat who tossed her over his shoulder and started up the steps at the side of the stage. The audience began cheering and laughing. AJ met them at the center of the stage with a folding chair. Pat sat her in it and kept his hands on her shoulders.

�Everybody this is Abe. She�s Nick assistant. How ya doin� Abe,� asked Kevin, putting microphone close to her mouth and was rewarded with a growl.

�Now. Now, Abe,� cautioned Brian.

�Are we going to sing or not,� asked Nick, knowing his girlfriend�s dislike of the spotlight.

�Can we get y�all to sing with us,� asked Kevin, looking around at that crowd and they cheered.

To anyone else, Nick was just picking on his assistant. In truth, he was trying to help her get through the ordeal of being on the stage. He had kneeled down next to the chair. His arm was wrapped securely around her shoulders. It did help having him close. The crowd sang along with the guys.

�May I go now?�

�Yes,� replied Nick.

Reaching for his mike, she stood and said, �Thanks everyone. I do appreciate it.�

She ran off the stage before anyone could stop her and took her seat back in the pit.

After the show was done, she ran with Nick to the bus. Once inside, she headed straight for the peach colored roses Howie and Lee had given her before the show. Her nose was buried in roses when the bus started to pull out and the flowers slid on the table.

�Whoa!�

�What,� asked Nick.

�A vase full of flowers isn�t exactly bus friendly.� She looked around for a place for them and settled on the sink.

�Necessity is the mother of invention,� laughed Pat.

�Yes it is.�

�That�s my Bella�inventive,� replied Nick, wrapping arms around her.

Abe felt him pulling her backwards, �Night Pat.�

�Happy birthday Abe and night you two,� called Pat shaking his head.

Once they were settled in bed, Nick finally got around to his present for her.

�I haven�t given you my present,� said Nick.

She said, �I seem to remember a present this morning.�

He frowned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes. �Not that! I have a real present for you.�

She continued to tease. �It felt like a present.�

�Stop it,� he warned, the spark of heat flaring in his blue eyes.

�Okay. What is my present?�

�We are going to the Grammys!�

�I know you guys are.�

�No! I mean we are. You�re goin� with me.�

�I am?�

�Yeah!�

�I talked to Roger and told him I wanted to give this to you as a present, because you�ve been workin� hard and you know a lot of the people goin�. Plus we can actually go together and it not be a problem.�

Abe remained quiet.

�You don�t like it,� replied Nick, starting to get upset.

Instead of answering him right away, she kissed him.

�It�s a great present. I�ve never been and it will be fun to see people. We�ll have to be careful.�

�I know,� he sighed.

�I can�t wait to go with you.�

�So, it�s been a good birthday,� he asked.

�It�s been a great birthday. Thank you.�

�Anything for my Bella.�

The spa attendants quietly closed the door on their way out. Soothing music played softly in the dimly lit room. Aromatherapy scents filled the air.

�AJ, this was a wonderful idea,� sighed Abe, wiggling her toes in the foot soak.

AJ chuckled, �With the way you were whining about your feet hurting, what else could I do?�

�I did not whine,� she argued and received a pointed look. �I haven�t power shopped with you since before Christmas. I�m outta shape.�

�And this is my fault�how?�

�It�s not,� she replied. �You know? I never thought I would enjoy a pedicure.�

�You�re turning into a regular girlie-girl�day spas and all.�

�Then what does that make you, AJ?�

�Unique, baby!�

�True dat!�

AJ turned in his seat to stare at her.

�What?�

�True dat? True dat? You have been around the blonde kid too long.�

�Oh hush,� she scolded.

�We were all hopin� you�d be a good influence on him and now he has you talkin� ghetto.�

�One slip�just one slip.�

�That�s all it takes girl. Soon you�ll be fuzizin your snudizzin.�

�Highly unlikely.�

After a moment, AJ said, �Abe say it for me.�

�Say what?�

�Fuzizin your snudizzin.�

Rolling her eyes, she said, �I�ll be fuzizin my snudizzin. What did I just say?�

�Not a clue, but it was funny as hell,� he said laughing. �Damn, I�ve missed this.�

�Me too,� replied Abe, both of them becoming serious. �AJ, can I ask you something?�

�Just did. I�m kidding. Go ahead.�

�Have I become that friend I always hated?�

�What do you mean?�

�I always hated how some of my friends would suddenly have no time for me when they got a boyfriend. I don�t want to be that, but I guess I have been. I suck.�

�No you don�t Abe, the circumstances suck. I get that this is new and new for you. It�s natural to want to spend lots of time with the person you�re in love with, especially in the beginning. Things get complicated, because you have to keep this a secret. If you two could be�um�what�s the word�affectionate anywhere, anytime then you wouldn�t have to worry about being seen.�

The attendants entered the room and the two friends went back to relaxing. AJ was so relaxed he doze off. He roused only when the attendant asked him about nail polish. He picked black, but Abe insisted he would be wasting the pedicure if he got black. So he settled on the iridescent color Abe was having applied.

�Are we okay,� asked Abe.

�We�re okay. I swear. I just got use to ya being there. Then you weren�t. I�m happy for you. Hell I�m even happy for him. I miss ya is all.�

�I�m sorry AJ. I�ll��

�Shut the hell up. Don�t apologize and don�t do anything. Shit, we�d have to cut the cord in another month or so when the tours over. This way we�re just weaning� ourselves off each other. My little Anna Bella is growing up,� he said, pretending to cry.

�One of us had to.�

�And it sure as hell ain�t gonna be me.�

�Miss Abe, a little birdie told me you are going to the Grammys.�

�Did they,� asked Abe, coming to stand beside Mitchell as he worked on Kevin�s hair.

Mitchell said, �Yes. As much as I want to hate you for getting to go, all will be forgiven if you let me do your hair.�

�Should I be afraid?�

�I would be,� stated Kevin.

�This from the man who wears skirts,� replied Mitchell, clucking his tongue.

�Hey now!�

�Kevin, darling, did I not say wear a skirt once and be fashion forward. Wear a skirt twice and become fashion victim?�

�You did.�

�And was I right.�

Kevin mumbled.

�What,� asked Mitchell, hand on hip.

�You were right.�

�Do I have to put you two in time out,� asked Roger coming into the room.

�No,� they replied in unison.

They all listened as Roger went over some last minute details about the evenings meet & greet. He left as quickly as he arrived, leaving everyone to pick up where they left off.

�So, I�m doing your hair.�

�That didn�t sound like a question.�

�It wasn�t baby girl,� replied Mitchell. �Now run along. I need to deal Mr. Man�s hair.�

Abe walked away shaking her head. She bumped into Kim on her way out of the room.

�Grammys,� stated Kim.

�Lucky you.�

�Yeah. Kim, it seems Mitchell is doing my hair. If you�re not too busy��

Kim interrupted, �I�ll do it.�

�You will?�

�Yes. It will be a nice change from this bunch.�

�Now you know you love us,� chided AJ, wiggling past them and plopping down on a couch.

�The others I love, but you? Not so much,� teased Kim and was rewarded with the one finger salute.

�Have you got your dress?�

�No, she doesn�t.�

�Thanks for answering for me Alexander.�

�Don�t mention it, Anna��

�GRRRRR!�

�Who you growling at,� asked Nick, trying to scoot past Kim, who was still in the doorway. �Never mind, I see AJ. Must be him.�

AJ flashed another one finger salute.

�You know if you keep doing that and your finger may get stuck,� warned Howie.

�Ha! Ha! I get it now. Its give AJ shit day. I missed the memo.�

�Now, now, Honey Bear come see your Mitchell. I�ve done as much as I can with Mr. Man.�

�Somebody who loves me,� retorted AJ.

�Anyway, Abe you don�t have your dress yet,� asked Kim, getting back on track.

�Not yet. We searched for it today, but no luck.�

�Excuse me,� called AJ from across the room. �I seem to remember a couple of dress.�

�GRRR!�

�Honey Bear, I think better turn round and leave Miss Abe alone,� stated Mitchell.

�I�m just sayin�.�

�You mean the red one that made me look Miss Abe should be my new mistress name and required I carry a whip? Or the white one that was see-through and harnessed me up so high that my breast would have been pillows should I care to nap?�

�You looked damn hot!�

�I looked like a freakin� hooker,� she exclaimed, but couldn�t help laughing.

�Shopping with AJ is out,� stated Kim. �We�ll go out and look.�

�Thanks Kim,� replied Abe, sincerely.

�I can not believe y'all,� griped AJ.

�I know Honey Bear. I still love you.�

�Thank God!�

Everyone in the room laughed.

Abe and Nick were tucked in bed, as the bus raced down the highway. Nick�s head was resting on Abe�s chest. He was enjoying the feel of her playing with his hair.

�Bella?�

�Yeah,� she replied in a sleepy voice.

�Tell me about these dresses.�

Abe started laughing. �What do you want to know?

�Did they really look that bad?�

�Bella,�

�Yes,� she replied, amused.

�You could have bought them.�

�What?�

�I�m just sayin�.�

�I�m not spending money on something I�m not going to wear.�

�You could have worn them for me,� Nick said, quietly.

Abe started to speak, but stopped herself. Nick tightened his hold her, afraid he had made her mad.

Finally, Abe said, �I�ll keep that in mind.�

Nick only smiled.

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