Nick and the rest of the Backstreet Boys came back at around 8 that night. Nsync was also coming in from their practice at the music hall. Nick was looking around and keeping his eye out for Sarah. He knew she was a little younger then him but didn't care. First of all she was as hot as hell and second of all he knew that without a doubt he could snag her away from those blond fags.
Justin looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl he met earlier. He was pretty sure they would still be here because the Hanson fans still camped themselves out. If they had left they would have also. "HEY JUSTIN!" And he felt a duffel bag hit him in the back, Chris going hysterical, and himself getting knocked into the satin sofa. He groaned a little and jumped up and jumped on Chris's back. JC ran over and pulled him off Chris, "thank you JC." And Chris started laughing, JC looked at him, "you're doing it wrong." And he let out a Tarzan yelp and pounced on Chris so he hit the tiled floor with a bang.
Nick curled his lip and Howie came over to him, "What's with you Nick?" "Nothing, look at them. They are going to hurt someone." "Well, that's their problem not ours." And Howie walked away to catch up with AJ. Nick just then noticed that Chris's sprawled body was going to trip a girl running in a aqua wraparound, a thin cotton T-shirt, and underneath a bikini. Just as he was about to say something it was too late and the girl screamed and fell.
Sarah hit the ground and felt dizzy. She cringed in pain and prayed that the stitches hadn't broken apart. The guy that she had tripped over had gotten up. She knew Hanson would be there any minute. After the pool they decided to play Hide and Seek throughout the whole hotel making it longer and more interesting. She was running to the other section of the hotel when this happened. Her hip screamed out pain and she couldn't move.
Justin recognized her immediately, ""SARAH!" And he jumped over one of the chairs and went over to her. Nick swirled around on hearing her name being shouted out. He dropped one of the duffel bags with extra sweatshirts and autographed merchandise and ran over to her. "Sarah, are you ok?" Justin said looking over at the rest of his group for help. Chris came over to him feeling bad for hurting her, "Are you ok?" She just groaned, "that hurt like hell." Lance ran over along with Howie and Brian from the other direction. "What's wrong? Is she hurt bad? Should we call someone?" "No, she looks fine." Nick got up defensively and Justin, in male intuition, he got up also leaving Brian and Nick to care for Sarah. "And how would you know? This is ALL your fault." Justin leaned in and glowered, "excuse me sissy boy, are you saying that a simply accident is my fault?" "Are you calling ME a sissy? Well excuse me . . . M-i-c-k-e-y-M-o-u-s-e!" "I could whoop your ass in a WANNABE New York minute." Nick was about to knock him out and take the first punch but another guy's voice broke through, "SARAH!" And they noticed that two blond haired guys come running.
Terror ripped through Taylor's heart as he watched the two groups he despised the most huddle over his Sarah. "GET AWAY FROM HER!" And Taylor drove along with Zac over to her and the two groups watched in somewhat shock and amusement. "Sarah, are you ok?" "Taylor?" "Come on Sarah, let's get you back to your room." He tried to help her up and she yelped in pain. "Hey, watch it!" Nick said to them folding his arms but ready to defend. "Shut up, no one really cares what you think or want." Justin started cracking up hysterically, "Shut up curly." And Justin shut up. Taylor leaned into her ear and Zac got up ready to find Isaac. "Sarah," he whispered, "I'm going to check to see if your stitches burst. They might have popped." She nodded with tears burning in her eyes from the pain from her hip. He carefully lifted her shirt up and both guys standing above him flipped out, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" And tried to keep him from what looked like to them getting a quick peep show. He smacked them away and lifted her shirt even more. He noticed the two top ones popped, "Sarah, the two top ones burst." She said quietly, "There are butterflies in my room in the over night bag in the right pocket I think. Go and get them and I will tell you how to put them on." "ZAC, go and get them and Isaac! Sarah, it's not bleeding but it could get worse." Zac got up and ran towards their rooms. He lowered her shirt and afterwards realized what he had just done and if he did that for any other reasons Ike would pound him. "Ok, let's try and go upstairs." And he tried to help her up, "I can't, my hip!" Taylor sighed and that's when Nick Carter tried to play god again. "Hey, I'll carry her back up to her room. Since obviously such a little kid can't."
Taylor's eyes slit in fury, "touch her and I will personally make you sing a higher soprano then you already do." Joey snorted trying to keep from laughing but didn't succeed. Lance started cracking up which brought down the rest of the Nsync group. Unfortunately, so did some of the BSB. Except Brian, he stood his ground standing up for him. Kevin quieted them down and gave them looks. Justin tried to lift her up, "I SAID do NOT touch her." Justin recoiled in shock. He shrunk back and then came Isaac and Zac running holding a small plastic bag. "SARAH! BABY!" And Isaac slowly picked up her lifeless body and Taylor had never been gladder that Isaac laid his hands on Sarah. "It's ok sweetheart, we'll take you back to the room and I'll but the butterflies on and we'll call in a doctor." She wrapped her arm around Isaac's warm neck. She was cold from the tile on her body and tried to hold Ike closer without making herself colder.
Taylor turned around and stared at the guys. "Here's a warning, you come near her again in any other idea of just being courteous and I will personally annihilate your existence." He finished his eyes in fine slits. He turned around heard a few snickers. He ignored them and walked on with his other brother Zac.
Nick and Justin were folding their arms and standing next to each other. "She's going to be mine." Justin snickered, "you wish wannabe." "Oh, I'd put money on it." "How much?" "Oh, enough." "Fine, whoever gets her from Isaac gets to call what they want." "Deal." And they shook hands. Both were seeing her as a piece of meat to be won from a rival threat.
