Story Index
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| Chapter 4 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The following morning, Britt's furniture and her car arrived. Jordan was still in shock that a guy would buy a present like that for his girlfriend and why it seemed so normal to Britt. Jordan was totally confused on 'Nicky' and was ready to find out more about him from Britt. Later that afternoon, while Britt was unpacking her room, she heard the house phone ring. Jordan came barreling into her room, Willie not far behind, "Its a guy, probably Nick." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| As Britt took the cordless from Jordan she put the receiver up to her ear, "Thanks Jordan...hello?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hey precious..." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "NICKY!" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I only have a minute, we are about to go on but I wanted to call and see how things were going." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Things are good...where are you?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I think we are in Germany somewhere," Nick said in an unsure tone as he picked up his itinerary, "yeah, we are in Frankfurt." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I love Frankfurt..." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I haven't really been anywhere except for the hotel and here at the venue, you know how life on tour goes," Nick said as Britt heard muffled voices in the background. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Sounds like you better go..." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Nick interrupted her, "No baby, I still have a minute..." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "OK," Britt replied before a moment of silence overtook. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I wish you were here Britty...this is hard, my first time on the road in 2 years without you." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I know, I miss you too, I wish we were seeing all of the world together again," Britt said as Jordan made a gag face from her bed across the room and she heard more yelling in the background, "Sounds like Kev is about to blow a gasket, you better get off." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I know...I don't want to." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "You better Nicky," Britt replied, trying not to sound disappointed, "I will talk to you soon?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yeah, I e-mailed you earlier with my itinerary for the next week or so," as more yelling came, Nick yelled, "Just second dude, shit, I am trying to talk to Britty." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Go Nicky..." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Alright...I love you my little Britty Beth," Nick said with sadness apparent in his voice, "I will call you later." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I love you too Nickolas, have a good show." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| No sooner than Britt had said that, the line went dead. Jordan glanced up from the photo album she was looking at and said, "OK...which one is Nicky?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "You know if he was here and you called him that he would kick your ass," Britt said as she pointed to him in a picture with him, herself, Kevin and Kristin. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "He's a cutie...wait a second...why did you tell him to have a good show and what the hell is he doing in Germany and why or how have yall seen the world together." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Britt took a second before answering and flipped to another page in the album instead, "Do these guys look familiar to you?" Britt asked. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Jordan studied the pictures of 5 guys, on a red carpet, Britt was in the picture as were a couple of other girls and they were all dressed up. "You are kidding me?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Nu uh..." Britt said as she thought Jordan was finally getting it. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Your boyfriend is in NSYNC?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "NO..." Britt said laughing, thinking to herself that Nick would die if he heard what she said. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "NO? I swear that he looks like one of those boyband guys, so do the others...what is that other one's name." Jordan stated thoughtfully. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "The Backstreet Boys?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yeah, the Backstr - wait a second, you are telling me your boyfriend is a Backstreet Boy?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Uh huh," Britt replied with laughter apparent in her voice. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Girl, I don't know how the hell you did it but you hit the jackpot." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "No, it isn't the jackpot...I love Nicky. We have been together for over 3 years." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Well hell, can't be bad to have a rich ass boyfriend that gets to go all over the world, takes ya with him, ya know, and buys you cars and shit. And he is totally in love with you to boot." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "The car was a big brawl, I feel weird when he does big stuff for me. It is always a battle with him. Trust me, our relationship isn't perfect. We are actually not doing so hot these days." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Why?" Jordan asked sympathetically. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Well, to be honest, he is pretty damn selfish sometimes. And, he was really pissed when I decided to move here to go to school?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "How can he be? I mean he's on tour right?" Jordan asked. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Uh huh, that was what I told him...basically that it was time for me to do some things for me. He really didn't like that, turned it around that I was leaving him and blah blah blah," Britt said with an annoyed tone in her voice. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yeah, but yall got over it right? I mean, you sounded all lovey dovey on the phone." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "For now. Just wait Jordy...he just left for tour, it will get bad. He is used to me being with him. Once he has a bad day or something, it won't be 'I miss you Britty Beth'...it will be him accusing me of fucking around on him or not wanting to be with him." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "God, he really flips out that bad?" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Like I said, just wait...he will call constantly and not at normal times because of the time difference," Britt said, as her voice softening, "I do love him though Jordan, I just don't know if it will work because he is a real baby when it comes to shit like this. It is part of what I love about him, the soft side...but he can get really pissy when he is feeling needy and neglected, just wait." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Chapter 5 Story Index |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||