Melissa stared at herself in the mirror. She straightened out her shirt and let out a sigh. Melissa touched up her make up and combed out her long red hair. There's nothing to be nervous about. It's just an interview. You're a professional. You can do this, she coached herself. Melissa was hired as a reporter for Seventeen magazine. Her first assignment was to interview the Backstreet Boys. Of course she was very nervous. Not only was this her first interview, but it happened to be with the Backstreet Boys. Being a long time fan herself, she was very excited to have the opportunity to have a little one on one time with the boys. Melissa grabbed her briefcase and walked out of the bathroom. She took the elevator up to the top floor and walked down the hall to the hotel room that the boys were waiting in. She stood outside the door and drew in a deep breath. Melissa counted to ten then proceeded to open the door. She looked around the room. It was very large and spacious. To her left she saw Nick standing at a table, piling his plate full of food that was provided by the caterers. Next to him stood Brian who was filling his cup with coffee. Across from them was AJ who was sitting in a chair listening to some music with his headphones. To her right were Howie and Kevin. They were sitting on the couch having a conversation. Melissa found herself staring at Howie. Wow he's so much sexier in person, she thought. Wait a minute Melissa! You're here to do your job not get a date. You need to chill out and get your priorities in order. Melissa snapped out of her trance and walked over to the couch. Howie looked up and smiled at her.
"You must be Melissa," he said politely.
"Yes," Melissa replied shyly.
"It's nice to meet you," he said as he held out his hand.
"You too," she said then shook his hand.
"Well, I guess we should get started," Kevin said. "Hey guys! The interviewer's here."
The rest of the guys gathered around and prepared themselves for the interview. Melissa set her briefcase down on the table in front of her. She opened it up and got out her notepad and pen. She glanced at her questions and took a deep breath Melissa looked up at the guys and let out a nervous laugh.
"You'll have to excuse me. This is my first interview for Seventeen and I'm a little nervous."
"That's okay. Take your time," Kevin said with a smile.
Melissa gathered her thoughts then glanced at her first question. "Okay now you guys have been on tour for a few months now. What do you like most of the Black and Blue tour compared to the others?"
"The best part for me personally," said Kevin. "is that the traveling we get to do. I mean we've been all over the place, but this will be the first tour where we have a true world tour. We're covering more of our fan base than we ever did before. That's something that is really important to us."
"I agree with that," Howie added. "Right now I think we've reached a pretty high peak with our fans and we're still growing. The response to Black and Blue is just really overwhelming. When we made the album we were really worried about the outcome, but our fans have really shown how much they love us. And that's a great feeling. Of course now our only question is...how do we top this one?"
"That's a very interesting point," Melissa replied.
"Thanks," Howie said then winked.
The rest of the interview ran smoothly. Melissa was happy with the outcome. She noticed that Kevin did a lot of talking but whenever Howie had something to say he'd stare straight at her and smile a lot. When the interview was over she shook hands with everyone and left the building. She caught a cab to the airport and caught the first flight back to New York to start writing her story for Seventeen. The entire flight home she couldn't help but smile and the thought of Howie. She clicked away on her lap top and found herself daydreaming. His presence was so breath taking. She remembered everything about him. His puppy brown eyes sparkled as he smiled at her. His long light brown hair draped around his face, giving him a sexy yet mysterious appearance. Melissa sighed as she flashbacked through the day. She shook her head and shut her lap top. Forget it Melissa. He's a Backstreet Boy. He would never fall for you. A guy like Howie needs someone famous and gorgeous on his arm. Not some plain reporter from Seventeen. Face it...he's way out of your league. Melissa put away her lap top and shut her eyes.
For the rest of the flight she slept. Once she arrived back to New York she took a cab home and went back to bed. Morning came and Melissa went to her work. She walked into her office to find a beautiful bouquet of red and white roses in a red vase sitting on her desk. Confused of who could've sent them she looked for a card. Hiding amongst the flowers was a small white card. Melissa picked it up and opened it. She was surprised of what it said.
Melissa,
You're too beautiful for words. You left me speechless. I know you're coming to the press conference on Thursday. We should get together.
Love,
Howie
Melissa stared at the card in shock. "I can't believe this! This is just...wow!" she said to herself. Melissa quickly sat at her desk and dialed the number to her best friend in LA. "Tracy, it's me. You'll never believe what just happened..."
Thursday didn't seem to come soon enough, but it finally did. Melissa was in a cab riding to downtown New York for the Backstreet Boys press conference. Once she arrived at the building she paid the cab driver and walked inside. She found her assigned seat, which happened to be in the first row right in front of the boys. She fixed her hair and make up then got out her pen and paper. All through the interview she noticed Howie looking over and smiling at her. When it was her turn to ask a question, Howie was the first one to answer. She couldn't believe that this was happening. When the press conference was over, Melissa was approached by a rather large black male. Melissa continued to gather up her things when she noticed that he standing right next to her.
"Miss Campbell?" said the man.
"Yes?" Melissa said as she looked up at him.
"Mr. Dorough has requested to see you."
"Okay," Melissa said as she followed him to the elevator.
He pushed the elevator button and led Melissa to Howie's room. He stood outside the door and opened it for her.
"You may go in," he said.
"Thank you," Melissa replied then walked inside. She scanned the room, but did not see Howie anywhere. "Howie?" she called.
"Oh! You're here," Howie said as he came in from the balcony. "I'm glad you came," he said as he walked toward her.
Melissa smiled shyly.
"Did you get the flowers I sent?"
"Yes, I did. They were beautiful, thanks."
"Good, I'm glad you liked them. Come have a seat," he said as she grabbed Melissa's hand and led her to the couch.
"So did you mean what you said in that card? That I left you speechless?"
"Yes, I meant every word of that. You are too beautiful for words and you did leave me speechless."
"But you don't know me. How can you--"
Howie interrupted her with a kiss. He glazed his tongue across her lips and gently slipped his way into her mouth. Melissa felt a chill crawl through her body. Every touch felt electrifying. She closed her eyes and let herself be swept away by his sweet, soft kisses. Howie trailed his tongue down her throat as he unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her soft, round breasts. Melissa slid her hands down to his waist and gently pulled off his white wife beater, sliding her hands down his defined chest and solid abs. Howie unclasped her bra and cupped his hands around her breasts. He continued to kiss her as he unzipped her skirt. Melissa unzipped his pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear, in one try. Her eyes grew wide as she caught a glimpse of his enormously large penis. Howie crept his hands down her legs, licking his tongue down to her navel; pulling her thong off with his teeth. He gently placed his hands over her bare ass, squeezing her cheeks in pleasure. He stopped and looked at her.
"God you're so beautiful," he whispered then kissed her. He reached for a condom out of his pant pocket. Melissa watched as he slid the condom onto to his dick and drew his attention back to her. He kissed her fully on her lips and straddled himself over her, pulling her legs farther apart. Melissa let out a loud gasp as she felt Howie slide himself inside of her. She breathed in deeply as he began to slide back and forth. The two of them moaned almost harmoniously through out the night. Sweat dripped off their faces, falling onto their tongues, making them thirst for more. Howie let out a loud moan as he came closer to his orgasm.
"Oooh fuck you're tight! Oooh yes!" he cried as he moved faster, fulfilling his ecstasy.
Melissa moved her hips up with his and followed his lead. Their hips grinded against each other as they kissed. Melissa began to keep light headed, her orgasm was coming close. She raked her fingernails up Howie's back and pulled herself closer to him as she felt herself come to her peak.
"Ooh!" she moaned as she felt her walls close up against Howie's member.
"Oooh yes! Yes! Yes! Keep going!"
Howie moved his hips faster, giving her complete pleasure.
"I'm...cumming! Ooooh!" she shouted as she felt herself release onto Howie.
Melissa let out a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the couch. Howie kissed her once more then pulled himself out. She moved over and allowed room for Howie to lay next to her. Melissa made herself comfortable in his arms and breathed slowly.
"Wow...that was amazing," Melissa exclaimed.
"Yes, it was," Howie agreed.
"So what next?" Melissa asked after they had both calmed down.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean is there something after this or am I just one of your little one night stands? Is this just a set up to get me to fuck you?"
Howie laughed and looked at her. "There's no fooling you is there?"
Melissa looked at him in disgust. "You mean you made all of this up to get me in bed with you?"
"No," Howie replied.
"Then what? What happens next?"
"Well," he said as he held her tighter. "This is the part where I ask you to be my girlfriend."
"Howie we hardly know each other. I mean--"
Howie stopped her with a kiss. "You're talking too much. Just go with what your heart tells you. Will you or will you not be my girlfriend?"
Melissa smiled. "Yes," she answered. Howie smiled widely then kissed her passionately. "Now everything feels complete."
"Yes...it does," she replied. "I really, truly does."
Melissa relaxed herself in Howie's arms and closed her eyes. She felt him rubbing his hand on her side. Melissa smiled as she remembered what had just happened. Soon sleep swept over her; the two of them spent the rest of the night in each other's arms.
