| Chapter 4 ~*~The Bahamas~*~ |
| ~*~ 2 weeks later ~*~ ~*Kristen's POV*~ *Ring........ring........* "Ugh!!! Damn cell phones!!!" "Hello!?" "Kristen??" "Yeah this is her...who's this!?" "Hey gurl!!! You sound stressed!!" "Who the hell is this!?!?" I was starting to get frustrated. "This is Nick.......are you ok??" "Oh my God Nick.......I'm SO SORRY." "That's ok......." he laughed. "So......how are you??" "I'm good. Um.....Kristen....look, the fellas and I are going to go down to the Bahammas for awhile.....and I was wondering if you were free......and you wanted to go with me???" "I'm off......for the next 3 months......this will give me time to think of new songs to write........ya know?" "Oh yeah......us too." "Yeah...I'll definatly go......when do we leave??" "Um.....tomarrow morning......can you be ready by then?" "Oh yeah......actually I was on my way out to go shopping now....so, I'll grab some stuff.....wanna talk to me, while I shop??" "Well.....actually, I gotta go....." "Oh....ok...." "Um.....where are you at??" he asked. "What do you mean where am I at??" "Are you in Ohio, or.....??" "Actually, I'm still in Florida." "Where in Florida??" "In Orlando.....I'm at my best friend's house, but she's on vacation...." "Where's that at?" "1336 Orange Street......" "I'll be there to pick you up at say............6ish??" "In the morning??" "In the afternoon....." "Oh....now?" "In a bit......" "Ok......I'll be ready...." "Ok......see ya then." I hung up my phone, and sighed, as I put on my pink tinted sun glasses, and walked out the door. ~* AT 6 O'CLOCK *~ *Ding Dong* I ran to the door, and there stood Nick....smiling, in a baseball cap, glasses, and a fake mustache. "Hey ready to go??" "Yep......I'm all packed......let's go!!!!" I put on my black wig, and sunglasses, and went up to his car. "Ok......" I threw my bags in the back of his car, and hopped in the front seat..... "This is gonna be sooooo fun." I smiled. "Yep.....it is...." "Somethin wrong Nick??" "No......I just keep thinkin of Mandy that's all......." "Oh.....Nick.....look.....I know that this might sound harsh....but you need to get over her......just forget her....." "Um.....that was really harsh." his eyes started to flood with tears...... "Oh.....oh God Nick! I'm-I'm so sorry.....I didn't think that you'd take it that way....... "Crying on command.....works everytime......" he started laughing. "You brat!!!!" I playfully slapped him on the arm, laughing. "Seriously.....though........you made a great point.....I really need to get over her.....and this trip will be perfect......" "Yeah......all those hot guys I'm gonna be around......" "Excuse me?? What about us??" "That's what I ment......duffus." "Uh-huh......sure ya did." "Ok Nick.....whatever." I laughed, as we pulled into the airport. "Ok.....ready??" Nick put his sunglasses on. "Yep.....ready when you are." I put my wig on. "Let's go babes." Nick smiled at me. We walked through the parking lot, and Nick set his car alarm. We got to the lobby, and took off our disguses..... "Nick! Kristen!! Whassup hunnie?" A.J. gave me a hug. "Lip looks better." Kevin smiled, as he hugged me. "Feels better too." I smiled. "Ok....so we're staying in the hotel till 6 in the morning....then we're off to the plane....right??" A.J. asked. "Yep.....that's right......" Nick smiled at me. "Ok......so where's my room?" I asked. "Oh no......you're my roomie.....roomie." Nick laughed at his own joke. "So.....we're gonna be sharin the same room??" "Yeppers....." "Nick.......please tell me we have seperate beds....." I closed my eyes dreading the answer. "Um......I dunno....." We got up there, and there were seperate beds...... *6 O'CLOCK A.M.* "Nick!?!?" I shook him. "Huh??" he rolled over, and squinted from the light. "Time to go sweetie......" I smiled. "Noooooo......not now.......I'm still half asleep." "C'mon......" I pulled his covers off of his body. "Nooooooo!!!!!!!" he covered his head with his pillow. "Nickolas!! I'm serious!!" "Kristen!! So am I!!!" "Nick!? C'mon!!!" I jumped on his bed...... "ALRIGHT!!!!! ALRIGHT!!!!" he got up, and pulled me to the bed. "Geesh!" he pulled a baseball cap on, and a white tanktop..... "Ready?" he asked. "Uh-huh." I smiled. The plane ride was short......maybe that's because I slept most of the time. "Ahhhhh!!!!! Smell that ocean-air!!!" Nick took a deep breath in. "Mmmmmm......I love that." I smiled, as I put my bags down; "It's awfully windy here........is it supposed to be this windy??" "I dunno.....it is kinda windy....." A.J. put his bags down, and put on his blue tinted sunglasses. "Well......who's up for going for an evening stroll on the beach??" I asked. "Ooh!! Me!! Me!!!" Nick jumped up, and down like a child on Christmas morning. "Les'go then!" I smiled. "Um.....exsuse me....please don't go to the ocean.....there's a hurricane coming......and we'd like you all to go to the hurricane shelter please......" a hotel personel approched us. "What!?" A.J. was upset; "That's total bulshit!" "A.J.!!" I screamed; "Let's just go......" as soon as I said that, the sky turned dark, and the wind wipped up to the point where it was hard to walk. "Oh my God!!!" I started getting scared. "Shh.....c'mere..." Nick put his arms around my waist, and led me to the shelter. "Nick, I'm scared!!!!" we got to the shelter, and the lights were flicking on and off, then went off. "Where's A.J.!? I asked. "He went to get something to drink....." We heard the wind whip at the windows, and the doors were flapping in the wind. "Nick!!" I held on to him. "It's ok.....it'll all be over soon....." he looked worried. I grabbed the sides of his face, and looked him in the eyes. "I'm so scared right now......" the rain was dripping from the celing, and the water was rising from the floor.....it was up to our ankles. The lights were dim, and all I could see was Nick's bright electric blue eyes, staring into mine. All of a sudden.....Nick kissed me. He pulled away; "Oh my God....I'm......." I kissed him again...... "Wow......" he smiled; "I wasn't expecting that......" We then kinda made-out......then the lights came back on. |