A Change Of Heart
Capter 11
By:Kate
chapter 11-
As we walked out of the elevator it struck me. The last
thing I thought
about when I left this morning is Nick coming over. My
place was a mess!!!
For all I know, I could have underwear hanging from the
lampshade. Maybe he
will realize he has to go somewhere else and---
Nick, now that I think of it, I think you left your lights
on, I said,
trying to make him leave for a second to give me time to clean
up.
Oh no, my lights go off automatically.
Damn.
Oh, I said.
I opened the door and flicked on the lights. I quickly
picked up a few
magazines here and there, along with some tank tops and shirts.
You dont have to clean up for me, this place looks
spick and span compared
to my place, Nick said, trying to make me feel a little
better about my
mess.
Spick and span? Nice wording, Nick, I said,
laughing.
Hey- back in Tampa, thats the kind of wording us
Floridians use, he
defended.
Ok, ok. Im sorry, I said, smiling.
Nick walked around examining my apartment.
So does my place fit the Carter inspection? I asked.
It depends, what does your bedroom look like? Nick
grinned.
Nickolas Gene Carter! I said with my mouth open.
Hey, hey, he said, putting his hands up. You
know Im kidding. I think
it is really cute. My favorite part is
ummm
.
He walked around some more,
looking for his favorite part of the apartment.
He walked into the hallway where I had a picture of the time I
had met Brian
in New Jersey.
You met Brian before?
Yeah, it was about a year ago in New Jersey at one of your
concerts. My
friend and I waited by the gate forever, and finally Brian walked
by. It
was the best moment in my life, I told him.
Well, I am sure that changed after you met me, eh?
Nick said,
sarcastically.
Yeah, I bet, I said back.
You think Brian remembers you?
Nick
do YOU think Brian remembers me- ya know- since I
talked to him for a
whole five seconds and all.
Right
he said, thinking about all the fans that
came and go.
We stopped talking so Nick could snoop around some more.
Whats in here? he asked, as he opened a door.
The door to my BEDROOM! Ok normally I wouldnt care if
a guy went in my
room- but this was Nick Carter! This was Nick Carter
walking in my room----
when who knows how much underwear and other things I had lying
around. My
apartment was one thing- my bedroom was another. I went to
go stop him but
it was too late.
Hahhahahhaha! Nick laughed.
Oh man- did I have a thong or something lying on the floor?
You little Brian obsessed freak! Nick howled.
Theres another thing I forgot about my bedroom.
You were really telling me the truth that night when you
said I wasnt your
favorite Backstreet Boy, Nick cracked, referring to my
Backstreet filled
walls, some of the other guys, but the rest mostly of
Brian. Oh Brian.
So maybe Im a fan, I said defensively.
A fan? Can you say a stalker? Nick cracked.
Nick, I am not a stalker! I said, hitting him lightly
on the chest.
Nick sat on my bed, still laughing at the sight he saw.
When he regained himself from his laughing fit he looked around
once more.
You know what would be weird? Nick asked.
If Brian walked in this room and realized how much I liked
him and than
fall madly in love with me? I asked.
Wait did I just say LIKED as in PAST TENSE?
Umm yeah..how about no. But could you imagine if like
we
uhh
.did
it
.in
this room. I mean like I did it in this room with ya
..like
with all my
pictures all over? That would be messed up, Nick
commented.
Im sorry Nick, I am not quite sure on what you mean
by did it, I said,
knowing what he meant, but wanting him to make a fool out of
himself by what
he was gonna say next.
Well
uhh, he started to get red a little.
You know
.
No, I dont know.
Sex, Summer. SEX! You knowyou me..that
corner right there. Or no, how
about over there by that chair. Hmm...come to think about
it, how about we
try every single place in this room..or no, better yet, every
single place
in this apartment! Nick yelled, joking around, but kind of
mad that I got
him embarrassed for that tiny majority of the time.
I fell on the floor laughing so hard my sides hurt at how Nick
went off like
that.
He sat back down on the bed waiting for me to settle down.
But
but, I said in between laughs. If
we did it in every single place in
this apartment, what fun would that be? I mean
you
wouldnt have pictures
of yourself to look at, like in here.
True..true, Nick said. Guess we will have
to stick to this room than.
So are you saying this is your favorite part of my place
than? I asked
him.
Only if we get to accomplish some things in here
ya
know
the things that
would be weird to do in here with pictures of myself, he
laughed.
Well, what about the elevator? Didnt you say
you always wondered what you
could do in them? I said.
Well, there is always time to get two things done in one
shot, Nick said,
looking at me.
Maybe for you buddy, me on the other hand
You on the other hand what? Nick asked, interested.
Shut up Carter! I said, throwing a pillow at him.
Hmm
nice color, Nick said, pulling off a red bra
that was attached to the
pillow I threw.
I buried my face into my hands, and just shook my head. I
knew I couldnt
get him out of my room without him finding at least one piece of
underwear.
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