| "...and Shape of My Heart as the encore. What do you think?" A.J. and Nick were both half-sitting, half-slouching on opposite sides of the U-shaped couch at the rear of the tour bus. Nick didn't answer. "Hellooooo," A.J. said peering over his sky blue tinted shades. "What? Oh yeah. Whatever," Nick finally replied, snapping of of his daze. "Dude, what the hell is wrong with you today?" "I got things on my mind, man. That's all." A.J. laughed to himself. "Man, if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times. Leave that crazy chick alone. I mean, I don't know what the hell's wrong with you." Nick rolled his eyes at him and slid down the couch and laid on his back, stretching out his long legs. He then folded his right arm over is eyes, just as he often did, shielding them from the world around him. "Man, you can hide and try to put it out of your mind all you want to. But you know what you need to do." "Hell yeah I know what I need to do but how I go about doin' it is the problem." He was quiet for a few seconds. "I mean, I love Mandy. I do. She knows that. Otherwise, I would have cut her ass off a long time ago. A lot of times, when I'm with her I only want to be the sweet loving boyfriend she knows, but it's hard to do knowin' that we can't be together. Not right now anyway. I just got too much goin' on right now. I want her to wait, you know. I want her to be there for me when I'm ready but that's not fair to her. 'Cause I don't know when I'll be ready for a steady relationship. Maybe not for a while, you know." "Well does she know about Sarah," A.J. asked. A sly smile slid across Nick's face. "Uh, she knows of her." He said as he gave A.J. a 'you know what I mean' look. "Okay, so what the hell's goin' on with you and Sarah?" "Sex," he said bluntly. "Nothin' more," A.J. asked, a cigarette now dangling form his mouth, bouncing to the rhythm of his words. "Well...". Nick watched as he lit his cigarette and exhaled a stream of smoke up into the air. "Well, you know what I'd do." Nick laughed to himself and sat up, draping both of his arms on the top of the couch behind him. "I don't know. You think I should just say fuck em' both? Go on with my life?" "Personally, I think it would be a lot easier at this point to go it alone. I mean, it would hurt less to just hook up with girls along the way. Two second flings, satisfy your day to day needs," he said as he took another puff of his dwindling Marlboro. The smoke and it's annoying smell filled the room. "Mandy'll wait. If she loves you as much as she says she does. You've got a life to live, a schedule to maintain. But if she doesn't want to wait, because of your personal reasons, then go fuck yourself. Right? That's what I would tell her," he said putting out his cigarette, letting out one last stream of smoke. Nick smirked his agreement. But his grin quickly faded as his thoughts turned to Sarah. After all this time, he still wasn't sure of his feelings for her. A part of him didn't want to hurt her, but his other part didn't give a shit. And right now, as much as he may not have wanted to admit it, his soft side was winning out. "Sarah," Nick said. "What about her?" "I care. I don't know. I just do." "We're leavin' in two days. We'll be on tour all the way into next year, Nick. Get a grip. You're a Backstreet boy. She's a groupie you fucked. Believe me..." he said getting up and walking out. "She'll get over it." Even though A.J. was gone, his harsh and powerful words lingered in the air just as heavy and thick as the cigarette smoke, clouding the room and Nick's mind. Eventually, it disappeared into space, dissolving any feelings of concern or care he had left for Sarah right along with it. ***** "OH MY GOD," Nick moaned as he thrust his swollen cock into her drenched opening. "OOOOOOHHHHH. You feel so good," he told her, looking into her eyes. She was silent. All that came out of her mouth was her hot, moist breath. But she didn't have to say a word to him. Her eyes told it all. The sex was good. Beautiful even. The way he made love to her this time was different. Her breathing was in perfect synchronization with each thrust. Every time he pumped his cock inside of her, she would breathe in the wonderful, familiar tingle that his penis would release inside of her. It would flow all through her body as though it were some kind of drug pumping through her veins, taking her to new heights. He ran his hand up her right leg and brought it up over his shoulder. This would give him a better angle, and possibly drag some kind of sound out of her. "UUUUUUUHHHHHH." She let out a low moan. He drove himself deeper inside of her as he felt her walls start to close in on him. "That's it, baby. Cum for me. Come on." He put his right hand on her breast and began to toy with her erect nipple. He ran his hand over the swollen breast a couple of times before she brought his hand up to her lips and gave it a small peck. He then sped up his thrusting and force as he ran his hand down the center of her body. He quickly stuck his thumb in his mouth to wet it and then ran it over her clit. It was too much to bear and she couldn't hold it in any longer. "Oh God! Niiiiick. Oh god. I'm gonna...Niiiiiiiick! OOOOOOHHHHHH!" He continued to thrust inside her, smoothly and easily as her cunt was now soaking wet as she came. Her sopping wet vagina and the sight of her climaxing was enough to bring on his orgasm shortly after hers. He put down her leg and buried his face in her shoulder as he continued to push into her as quickly as possible, eager to bring on his flow. "Oh God," he moaned as he exploded deep inside her. He softly pushed into her a few more times before totally collapsing on top of her. She ran her hands through the hair at the bottom of his neck, holding him as close to her as she could. His body had continued to shake form the power of the orgasm. When he finally stopped, he kissed her on her cheek and then moved to her lips, the tips of their tongues barely touching as they kissed. He then looked into her eyes and saw the tears glossing them over. He wiped away two tears that fell when she blinked. "What's wrong," he asked. "I'm really gonna miss you." "Yeah, I'll miss you too," he told her, rolling over to lay next to her. "When will you be back?" "I don't know." "When will I get to see you again?" "I don't know. Soon, I hope." "You won't forget about me will you? Us? Your promise to come back to me and be with me?" "No. I don't know when I'll be over this but I'll never replace you. I'll never forget you." She nodded and managed a small smile. She then turned on her side to face him. "You tired?" "Yeah," she whispered, her eyes slowly closing. He turned over on his side to face her and watched as she drifted off to sleep. He brushed a few pieces of hair off of her face and pushed them behind her ear. "Mandy..." he whispered to her. "Huh," she replied softly, just before falling into deep sleep. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you." ***** "Hello?" "Nick, where the hell are you?" "The beach." "What the fuck! Man what is your problem? We have rehearsal in thirty minutes!" "A.J. chill. I'm meeting Sarah." "You just can't leave those simple broads alone can you? Well just make sure you're on time to rehearsal or that's gonna be your ass!" "Don't worry, this won't take long," Nick told him and then promptly pressed the end call button on his cell phone as Sarah approached him. As she got closer to him, her heart raced. She had been on pins and needles waiting for him to call her. She was extremely happy to see him, and she knew he probably could tell by the excitement in her voice. "Hey," she said with a big smile as she reached out to give him a hug. She had to stand on her tip toes to get her arms around his upper body. When they broke away from each other, she looked in his eyes and immediately became nervous. She could sense something was wrong. "How are you," she asked. "Alright. Sarah I have to tell you something." "What? What's wrong?" He stood there looking down at her with his hands in his pockets. His face was expressionless. "Nick, what's wrong? Tell me," she said placing her hand on his face. He backed away causing it to fall off his cheek and back down to her side. She stared at him wide eyed as he told her, "I'm leaving." |