Nick pulled up into his driveway, but not completely. He still needed to punch in the codes to the security gate. However, Kyla couldn't wait that long. She jumped out of the car and threw-up all over Nick's flower bed in the front of his gate. Nick punched in the codes as he heard her once more, purge.

"Ewww!" Kyla said while looking at her own throw-up.

"Oh, oh, oh! I feel so bad about this Kyla! Come on, let's get you inside. Come on." Nick said while literally picking her up.

He opened the door with one hand and kept a firm hold of Kyla with his other. In the mean time, Kyla was playing with Nick's hair and giggling.

"Did we get married? Are you carrying me over the trash, trush, tresh hold?" Kyla said while stuttering.

Nick couldn't help but laugh. But, then he felt bad. He was laughing at her and she would probably be mortifyed when she sobbered up.

"Noooo Kyla! Um, we didn't get married." Nick said while placing her down on his bed.

"Oh.....will you marry me, Nicky?" She asked while still holding onto his neck.

"Well, uh, why don't we talk about that another time, ok?" He said while laughing again.

"Ok! Ewww, what's that smell?" She looked down at her halter top and crinkled her nose. "Oh, it's me!" She said.

"Yeah, that's you, hon! Come on, let me get you something to wear!"

Nick rummaged through his large walk in closet in desperate search of boxers and a t-shirt for Kyla. He found what he was looking for and he turned and headed back to the bed. However, Kyla was passed out cold.

"Ky, Kyla! Come on, let's get changed! Come on! Alrighty, your not waking up, are ya?" He said while shaking his head.

Just then the phone rang. He picked it up and it was Brian. Nick was relieved to here his voice. "Nick?"

"Yeah, B! I'm home!"

"How is she?"

"She threw up a few more times, now she is passed out on my bed. And, well, how can I put this? Well, the WHOLE HOUSE REEKS OF PUKE!"

Brian laughed and then calmed down. "Well, have her change!"

"Duh! I would, but she is passed out cold, man! What am I gonna do?"

"Plug it in, plug it in!" Brian said sarcastically, immitating the glade commercial.

"Jesus, Brian! GLADE ISN'T GOING TO HELP ME! I have to wash her clothes or something!" Nick said while pacing back and forth.

"Well, their ya go! You change her!" Brian said seriously.

"WHAT!? I can't do that, Brian! She is so shy!" Nick said.

"Is she awake?"

"No!"

"Does she respond if you blow in here ear?"

Nick tried, no response. "No!"

"Then change her! I'll come by tomorrow morning with bagels for you two! Have a nice night!" Brian said while hanging up.

"YEAH THANKS!" Nick said into the phone.

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Nick paced the bedroom back and forth and back and forth and back and forth. Kyla, not once waking up. He contemplated not breathing threw his nose because the smell was so bad, but he would pass out if he did that.

"Oh, what to do? What to do?" He said.

He looked over at Kyla once more and saw that she was completely gone. If he were to tickle her, she wouldn't respond. If he were to tell her she was sexy, she wouldn't hear it. So, he decided to rid her of her stanky clothes and put her in his boxers and t-shirt.

"I'm soooo sorry! And feel free to slap me tomorrow, but you'll thank me later. I hope, or something like that." Nick said while swallowing hard.

He propped Kyla up so she was sitting against the headboard. He went to lift her halter up, but he feared she may not be wearing a bra. Wait, he was a 19 year old male, why was he so nervous? Normally, guys his age would jump at the chance to undress and unconcious girl. But, Nick honestly liked Kyla and didn't want to start out on the wrong foot, again. He slowly lifted it up and sighed when he saw a lacey material. It was strapless, so he didn't have to take it off. He placed the shirt over her head and put her arms through the holes.

"Great! See, Kyla! This isnt' bad." Nick said as he realized how actually beautiful she was.

She of course, didn't respond. He tossed her halter top in the bathroom and then reached for the zipper on the side of her skirt. Slowly he unzipped it. He was greeted with silky matching underwear. Thank god! He thought. He tossed her skirt in the bathroom and then put the boxers on her. After all that...and she was still asleep. He scooted her down in a more comfy position and placed the comforter over her. He soaked her clothing in the tub and then headed downstairs to sleep on the couch.

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Kyla woke up to the bright Florida sun hitting her face. She sat up and realized she wasn't in her bedroom. She quickly looked around the room and saw awards hanging on the wall.

"Backstreet Boys, best group preformance...MTV music award?" She said with confusion.

She looked around more and more and realized she was in a man's house. A house she had never been in before. She freaked out and jumped out of the bed. But, her clothes were in the bathtub?

"Why are my clothes in the bathtub?" She said outloud. "Who's clothes am I wearing?" She said while looking at the green boxers. "Why does my head hurt?"

Meanwhile, Nick and Brian were down in the large kitchen drinking coffee and eating bagels. Nick heard noises coming from upstairs and he immediatly exused himself and walked up the stairs.

"Kyla?" Nick said as he saw her confused face.

"NICK!" She said embarassed.

"Yeah, how are you feeling? YOu were pretty sick last night! Throwing up, all over your clothes and everything." Nick said while pointing to the tub.

"Wait? Threw up? Oh, the party? Now I remember. But, what am I wearing?" She said.

"Well, you threw-up all over your clothes and it, well, it didn't smell to good. So, I took the liberty of changing your clothes for you. But, you were asleep. If you were awake, you would have done it yourself, but, ya know?" Nick said mumbing.

"Oh...that makes sense....WAIT! You dressed me? SHIT! You saw me naked?" She yelled.

"NO! Not naked. Bra and panties, that's all! I swear!" Nick said.

Brian heard all of this from the kitchen and laughed lightly to himself. After all, it was his idea for Nick to get Kyla out of those stinky clothes.

"You ASS!" She said while slapping him across the face and heading down the stairs.

Nick stood their and held his cheek. She hadn't hit him hard, but it stung. But, he couldn't help but laugh a little. "KYLA! Come on, I did it for a reason!" Nick said as he followed her down the stairs.

Brian laughed as he heard the slap of the cheek. Then he saw Kyla and he looked concerned. He pulled out a chair and gave her his coffee cuz she looked like she needed it more.

"What happened?" Brian said, fully aware.

"Nick the pervert undressed me last night!" She said while sipping her coffee.

"Nick......the pervert?" Brian said while pointing to Nick and smiling.

"Kyla, let's talk rashionably. I am not a pervert! I swear, all I did was undress you! Granted that sounds perverted, yes! But, you were trowing-up all over the place. I only did it cuz I didn't want you to be embarrassed." Nick said as he sat down next to her. She refused to look at her.

Her eyes began to glaze over with tears. "Nick? What do you think I am now? Not embarassed?" She asked.

Nick hated to see girls cry. Especially if their crying because of something he did. He looked at Brian but Brian had no answers.

"Kyla? Their is nothing to be embarassed about. I swear, to you! Honest to god! Besides, were friends, right? Friends help friends out, right?" Nick said while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"You mean that, Nick? Your my friend?" She said.

"Yeah! I know we didn't talk much back then. But, now we've been reunited. So, let's make the best of it, ok?" He said while smiling.

"Yeah, ok! But, no more undressing me unless I am fully conciouse? Ok?" She said sarcastically.

Nick and Brian both began to laugh. For the rest of the day Nick and Kyla stayed at Nick's house untill her clothes dried. She didn't want to throw them in the dryer because they would shrink. So they hung them outside.