The concert was really good. I must admit that I actually liked it. Never thought that I would say that. I think I overheard Drew say that it was pretty good too. Who would’ve thought?
Afterwards, we went ahead with all of the family and friends to the Orlando Marriott. When we got there we were lead up to the penthouse for their New Years Eve party. Unfortunately, Mandy was with us.
As the concert had progressed, I began to agree with BJ. Mandy was a bitch. She obviously didn’t like me and didn’t try very hard to hide that fact. What the hell did Nick see in her?
Once the boys arrived, the party was in full swing. I was hanging out with one of AJ’s friends, John, for most of the time. He was hilarious. There was nothing else there, though. After what I had been through, I wasn’t looking for anything. Especially from someone who I would probably never see again. I barely saw Nick the entire night. Mandy kept a tight hold on him and every time he came over to talk to me, she would find a way to get him away.
“TEN..NINE…EIGHT……..THREE…TWO…ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!” Everyone cheered and rang in the New Year. It was so funny. AJ was so wasted and kissed everyone. I thought Drew was going to lose it when he planted one on Ashley, right on the lips. But Drew, and I, both realized that that’s just AJ and he’s harmless. The rest of the Boys were also kissing everyone. Nick was the last one to reach me:
“Hey! Are you having fun?” I nodded:
“Yeah. It’s taken my mind off of everything. Thank you so much.” He smiled:
“Glad I could help. I mean—“ Mandy interrupted:
“Excuse me, Nick? Could I please see you for a minute?” He turned back to me:
“I gotta go. I’ll see you later. Happy New Year!” He kissed me on the cheek and gave me a tight hug. I winced in pain from him squeezing me too tight. Mandy didn’t like what she was seeing:
“Nickolas?! I’m waiting.” He rolled his eyes:
“The girlfriend calls. See you later!” I watched and giggled a little as Mandy grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the room. BJ noticed too and came over to me:
“Sickening, isn’t it?” I shrugged:
“I’m not a fan. Got him wrapped around her finger.” BJ had a disgusted look on her face:
“I can’t believe he doesn’t see it. Katelin he would be so much better with you.” I laughed:
“I don’t see that one happening.”
“Oh come on! You guys would be so cute together.”
“Whatever, Beej! I don’t think so.” BJ just laughed and went to find something to drink.
It was going on 3am and everyone was pretty drunk. Including me. Nick rounded up Drew, Ashley, and I and we took the limo back to Tampa. The ride home was pretty quiet. I noticed that Ashley and Drew were asleep on each other:
"So, Nick, why didn’t Mandy come back with us?” Nick kept staring out the window:
"She has an early flight back to New York tomorrow.”
“Oh…” Nick turned his head to me:
“You didn’t like her, did you?” I looked at him, surprised:
“Why would you say that?”
“Because I saw you. And I know that you were talking to BJ. BJ hates her and I’m sure she brainwashed you too.” I was getting annoyed at his feeble attempts to try and make me feel guilty for not liking his girlfriend:
“Why do you care if I like your girlfriend or not? I mean, in a few days, I’m going back to Baltimore and your going back to doing whatever you do and we’ll never see each other again. So why are you getting so bent out of shape?” Nick looked hurt:
“What do you mean we’ll never see each other again? I want to keep in touch with you after you leave and therefore, I want you to like my girlfriend. I want you guys to be friends.”
“I don’t think we could ever be friends, Nick. She obviously decided she didn’t like me before I had a chance to decide that I didn’t like her. And what do you mean, stay friends? You can give it up, Nick. You did your good deed for the year. Everyone will know that Nick Carter is a good person and now you can go back to being famous and making millions of teenage girls swoon.” That hit a nerve:
“Is that why you think I did this? To make myself look good? I’m sorry if you don’t believe me but I did this because I couldn’t just leave you on the beach, bleeding to death.”
“Oh, so that’s what it is? Well I don’t need your pity, Nick. Thank you for cleaning me up and taking me in. But tomorrow, I’ll take my problems and my friends and we’ll be out of your hair.” Nick looked at me for a second, hurt flickering in his eyes:
“God, what did he do to you?”
“What?”
“What did he do to you? He took all of your trust away. I’m so sorry. I wish I could make all the pain go away.”
“Well you can’t so you can just stop trying.” By now, I was crying. I tried to be mad at Nick but I just couldn’t. He didn’t do anything and here I was, being such a bitch to him because it somehow made me feel better. He reached out to me and pulled me into a hug. He kissed the top of my head as I cried into his chest:
“I’m so sorry, Kate. I wish there was something that I could do to make it all go away.” I cried until I fell asleep.
We reached Nick’s house about 45 minutes later. Drew woke Ashley up and they went inside to their bedroom. Nick carried me upstairs to my bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and started to walk away but I grabbed his shirt:
“Please stay here. I just need someone right now.” Nick thought for a second and then laid down next to me. I snuggled up close to him and he wrapped his arms around me. I looked up at him and kissed him on the cheek:
“Thank you.” Nick rubbed my back as I fell asleep:
“You don’t have to thank me. I’d do anything to take your pain away.”