(My POV)
I had four days to get myself together. I called Kathy to get some advice.
"Hey Kath. It's me."
"Yeah I know who it is. What's up girl? How is Krystal?"
"That is just what I was calling you about."
"OK, what happened?"
"She asked me to spend the weekend with her. In L.A."
"Really?! OK.. OK.. OK.. So what do you need me for," she asked laughing.
"I don't know what to do while I'm there. Shit, I have not seen her in three months. What if she says eww."
"Ewwww? You couldn't come up with a better word than that?"
"Ok, so I picked a bad adjective. Seriously, I'm scared. I get to spend a whole weekend with her. A whole 72 hours. That's a long time."
"So what. Hills, how do you feel about her?"
"I love her. "
"Ok. Does she love you?"
"I don't know. We both have never said it to each other before."
"Well then until one of you says it, act like its a friendship thing."
"A friendship thing?"
"Yeah. You know. Hang out, go shopping, things like that."
"Hang out. Oh god. Ok. I'll do that. Thanks Kath."
"You're welcome girl. Just take it slow. I know you. Once you have these feelings you go head long into trouble. Be careful for me, ok?"
"OK. Love ya girl."
"Love ya too. Talk to you later. Bye."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone and made a few arrangements with my travel agent. This weekend was going to be a good one.
* * *
(Krystal's POV)
She was coming to see me. I couldn't believe it! I hadn't seen her in so long. I made Mook book a hotel suite just for us. I had warned him not to be so protective of me while Hills was here. He agreed to keep his distance. I was a nervous wreck all week. My hands were constantly shaking and everyone was looking at me weird like. I guess I was a little spaced out.
As the days slowly passed, I got more and more restless until finally, Friday made its arrival. Hills was coming in at LAX at 11 am. Mook was to meet her there while I was at sound check for that night's performance. He brought her to the sound check and my voice nearly left me when I saw her standing in the middle isle in front of me. She was glorious! Simply glorious. She wasn't all decked out in the latest fashions but rather nice and relaxed. The jeans were faded and the T-shirt was baggy and long.
"Can we take five," I asked the band.
"Sure," they all said in unison.
"Thanks." I walked off the stage and straight towards her making sure my eyes never left her. When I approached her, all the words that were in my mind left me and stood there mute.
"Hi," she said to me.
"Hi," I finally responded.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, now I am. God I missed you," I said.
"Same here."
We both looked at each other. I don't know who made the first move but suddenly we were hugging. The sexual tension between us was almost stifling. I moved my head from her shoulder to get a good look at her up close. Her eyes seemed a bit misty as I look into them.
"I really missed you, Hill."
She didn't say a word but instead leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. My mind went blank. It was a simple kiss again yet it spoke volumes. I kissed her back, holding nothing back, sliding my lips over hers. Then she broke it off.
"You ok," I asked her.
She looked into my eyes then. I guess she wanted to see what I really felt. She must have gotten her answer because the next thing I knew, my oxygen supply was running thin and my head was spinning. Her lips touched mine and all my senses went into overdrive. This kiss was fantastic and spoke of the desires we both had been harboring since the very beginning of this relationship. Her tongue darted past my lips and into my mouth and explored me. I have never been so thoroughly kissed and it made me dizzy. The kiss stopped suddenly as whistles and cat calls were made by none other than the Boys themselves.
"Whoa! Think I could have some of that, baby," said AJ as he sauntered over to us.
"No. Now go do something useful with your time and leave us alone, you pervert," I teased.
"I'm hurt," he said and went into this long drawn out mock heartache thing that sent me and Hill rolling with laughter.
"So, who are you and why are you kissing on my girlfriend," AJ asked Hill.
"I wasn't aware she was your girl," she said laughing.
"Ahh, Krystal is a player. Well Krystal, you know what I always say. Two's company but three is an orgy!"
"Nasty," I said laughing so hard my eyes stared to water.
"I'm AJ. Who the hell are you," he said.
"Hills, fan of yours but sadly I belong to another," she said just as dramatically.
"Ahh. Well, I shall not fight for her. She is all yours," he said smiling.
"Umm, you guys, I am not a prize to be won. Thank you very much," I said still laughing.
"You, my dear, are certainly not a prize but man what a prize you could be if you had me. I must leave now. Howie, the Troll, is taking me shopping. TA TA."
As AJ left, I turned to see Hill smiling brightly at me. "He is a character, isn't he."
"Yeah, he is. Just wait until you meet the rest of them. They all are retarded. Listen, I have to finish up here. Let Mook take you to the hotel to freshen up and then come back for the concert."
"Ok. See you later," she said walking away towards Mook.
"Later," I said and raced up to the stage to finish my set.
* * *
(My POV)
I was anxious in seeing Krystal again. All wee I was in a daze but I got through them just fine. Finally Friday came and I was met at the airport by Krystal's best friend, Mook. He was very nice to me and we instantly connected. Funny how things work out that way. Anyway, I got to the arena and there was Krystal, singing her heart out and I nearly lost it right then. She hadn't lost one ounce of beauty. In fact, I think the three months we didn't see each other only added to it. She asked the band for a break and she walked towards me. I missed those eyes. She stared at me and then we hugged. Her body felt good against mine. So soft and curvy. She then lifted her head and I saw the most wonderful sight I would ever behold. Her eyes told me exactly what to do. I kissed her softly. I didn't want to scare her. She responded happily. I pulled back to look into her eyes again, tears welling up inside my on eyes. Then she told me what I wanted to hear in person. She told me that she missed me. I couldn't hold back any longer and kissed her again, with the passion I had held back for some time now. Again, she responded wonderfully until we heard AJ making cat calls. That stopped us cold. He walked over to us and joked around but there was a certain seriousness that I picked up on that Krystal seemed not to notice. It gave me a bad feeling but I dismissed it.
Krystal had to do the rest of her set so I went with Mook to get a little rest and shower up from my trip. I was to meet Krystal back at the arena later on in the evening for a little dinner and then watch the concert. I went to the hotel and saw the suite she had set up for me. It was beautiful. I didn't know what to say to Mook.
"She wanted you to stay here in style. Said that's what you deserved. I must say, she was right," Mook said to me.
"Thanks Mook," I said trying not to look so awestruck.
"Hill, I like you. You seem to be a good influence on Krys. She's a busy person and never really has time for anybody else but the fans and myself. I'm glad she has you now. I don't have to worry as much."
"I don't know what to say," I said a little choked up.
"Just take care of my girl. That's all I ask."
"You got it man. I would never do anything to hurt her."
"I know. I can tell. Especially from that kiss you guys exchanged. You love her, don't you?"
"Mook, you will never know how much," I said.
"You don't have to tell me. I can see it. Well, I'm going now. My room number is written on that pad if you need me. Rest up. It's gonna be a long night."
"Thanks again, Mook."
"Anytime."
With that, he left my room and I fell onto the bed almost fast asleep in minutes dreaming of my angel with blue eyes.
* * *
I woke up about 4 pm. The phone was ringing off the hook and it gave me a headache.
"Yeah," I answered it.
"Hey, this is Mook. Sorry to bother you but we have to be at the arena in about an hour. Just wanted to make sure you were ready by then."
"Oh? Ok. I'll be ready in 30 minutes. Want me to meet you in the lobby?"
"Yeah. See you in 30." Click.
I jumped out of the bed as quickly as I could and hopped in the shower. I couldn't be any faster as I made sure every body part was clean and rinsed thoroughly.
I got out of the shower, dried off, and practically jumped into a pair of dress slacks and a blouse. I told you I was butch. I met Mook downstairs just in time but was a little out of breath.
"Girl, calm down. Krystal isn't going anywhere," he said laughing.
"Yeah. Ok. Let's go, shall we?"
"Sure. Here is the limo pulling up now." Mook opened the lobby door for me and we got into the white stretch limo and sped off to the arena.
By the time we got there, a bunch on fans had already congregated in around the tour buses in the back. I sat in the limo amazed knowing I was once in their shoes but now I was the one going backstage without sneaking in to see my favorite performer(s).
"Crazy isn't it," Mook said.
"Not really. I'm still one of them. I will always be one of them," I said sort of absentmindedly.
"Nah. You have one thing they don't have. You have Krystal, personally."
I smiled at Mook. He seemed to read my mind. I could tell he was going to be a great ally. The driver opened our door and we got out and went straight into the arena ignoring all the fans stares and cat calls. Now I knew what the BSB girlfriends must have felt like when they went to a concert to see their men.. The fans were just downright mean. Mook led me to Krystal's dressing room and I was at awe. It was set up as a candle light dinner for two, complete with a small table in the center of the small room, a single white rose and soft jazz playing in the background.
"Krystal will be in here in a minute. She told me to pour you two a glass of sparkling grape juice," said Mook.
I just nodded my head seeing how at that moment the words I wanted ot say wouldn't flow. He poured to champagne glasses of the sparkling drink and left me there alone. I didn't even have time to think one thought when Krystal came in. She was simply gorgeous. She had a long flowing gown and her makeup was done nice and light. The eye shadow accented the color of her eyes and the shade of lipstick made her lips appear almost pouty. Again words escaped me as I took her in. She sat in front of me on the other side of the table and smiled. I smile back not knowing what to say.
"Hill, I hope this is ok," she said. "I wanted it to be as romantic as possible."
"This is beautiful. YOU are beautiful. I couldn't ask for anything better."
She smiled again but blushed at the same time. She looked like an angel. My angel. We talked a little bit but mostly stared into each others eyes as we ate a light dinner. I couldn't have spoken a word even if I wanted to. Everything just seemed so perfect and any other noise would have somehow ruined it. I guess she felt the same way because she seemed content in the silence. Pretty soon, it was time for her to get ready to warm up and go out to sing. I gave her a hug and a slight kiss before I left to go to my seat to watch the show.
