| Ally sat back and was flipping through the channels when she got a knock at the door. She got up and answered the door. �Hey,� Howie said. �Hey yourself.� Ally smiled. �Come on in.� Howie walked in and took a seat. Ally curled up on the couch. �So what�s up? How was the studio?� �Good, good. Listen,� Howie swallowed. �Can we talk?� �Sure, what about?� Howie took a moment to gaze at her. She was sitting on her legs, her arm leaning against the end of the couch. She had a University of Florida T-shirt with a pair of gray sweatpants that had a hole in the knee. Her brown curly hair fell loosely around her shoulders and her blue eyes shone as she looked at him. �Well�� he started when the phone rang. �Hold on a sec,� Ally grabbed the phone. �Hello? Hey Ki� You�re kidding?� Oh shit� Yeah, yeah� I�ll be there in a few�. Alright, OK� Later.� She hung up the phone. �That was Kira.� �Everything OK?� �They brought the wrong shipment in the store and Mario is having puppies. I got to get down there.� She stood up and Howie followed. �Is everything OK? You said you wanted to talk.� �It can wait. Go on, we can talk later.� Howie started for the door and opened it for Ally. �I�ll see ya later.� Ally went to her car and drove off with Howie watching. �I�m so in love with you Ally.� He walked back to his house. ~*~ Howie lay in his bed, checked the alarm clock and saw it was 3am. Groaning, he got up and went to his bay window. He saw Ally�s car parked in front of her house and her lights were off. He heaved a big sigh. Maybe it was fate tell him not to reveal the truth. Or maybe it was just a coincidence. He knew he had to tell her. Her mother always said to him as a child all the way to his adulthood: Don�t let opportunity pass you by, or it may not come back. He suddenly had an idea. Sitting down at his desk, he grabbed a pen and paper and began to write. ~*~ �So you think it can work?� Howie looked at the other guys in the studio. �It�s amazing,� Kevin looked at the paper. �I agree,� said Nick. �Boy when you write, you write.� �I think it should be on the album,� said AJ. �But that�ll be for at least another couple of months before�� Brian started. �No, I�m not gonna wait for that,� Howie said. �I want to record it as soon as possible, and play it for her.� �Well, we need some music first,� said Brian. �I called Andrew Fromm and faxed him the lyrics this morning. He�s gonna fly out today and do the arrangement with me. We should record it by next week.� �And then?� asked Kevin. �Hope and pray man,� Howie sighed. �Hope and pray.� ~*~ �That�s it, you got it,� Timmy Allen said to Howie from the booth. Howie took off his headphones and headed out to the others who were waiting. �When can we have it edited?� asked Howie hopefully. �Probably by the end of the day,� answered Timmy. �Jesus, what�s the rush about?� �Oh, it�s for a special project that we�re working on,� said AJ. �Actually it�s Howie�s project.� �OK, then I�ll get started on it now,� Timmy turned back to the booth. The boys went out to the other room. �So how are you gonna play it?� Brian asked. �I have an idea,� smiled Howie. �So you�re not gonna tell us?� asked Nick. �Nope,� Howie crossed his arms. �You�ll have to wait for the end result.� �Which will be when Ally can�t keep her paws off of him.� AJ patted Howie�s back. ~*~ The boys waited for hours when Timmy came out with a CD case. �Figured you�d want a copy of this.� He handed it to Howie. �Thanks so much,� Howie gripped it for dear life. �No problem. That must be some project you�re working on.� �More than you know,� said Brian smiling at Howie. Timmy left the room. They all looked at Howie. Nick broke the silence. �Well, what are you standing there for man?� �Yeah, go get �em tiger!� Brian punched Howie in the arm. Howie got his keys. �Good luck D.� AJ said. �I�ll need it,� Howie left. �Aw young love,� Kevin cooed. Chapter 15 Contents Chapter 13 |