Sarah checked the clock and it read 1 in the morning. Her hip stopped hurting a couple of hours ago. All the blood vessels from under her eyes had popped from her crying really hard. Her and Isaac had fought for a good hour if not longer and ended up in them almost braking off their engagement and Hanson's parents coming in and breaking them up and when they took Isaac telling him his brother's and him had to practice Sarah started crying. Utter and complete madness racked her body and coursed through her veins. She couldn't understand why he got all bent out of shape. True she didn't tell Justin the truth about her and Ike but that doesn't have anything to do with it. She just kept getting angrier at each passing moment and wanted to get even with each passing minute. She finally realized she would, and how.
It was 1:42 in the morning and she used concealer under her eyes. She also put on flawless make-up and decided on the perfect outfit. She was wearing a pair of short denim shorts, a bikini top and a red gauze top. You could completely see through it. The scar was barely even there. You had to squint and come two inches from her chest to see it. Her hair was curled and framed her face perfectly. She was wearing a pair of white sandals and she just finished brushing her teeth.
She quietly shut the door and with each step she took the more and more anxious anger came out. By the time she reached Nick Carter's door she knew if Ike knew this it would kill him. Besides, she knew he'd take her in because she was aware all three guys, plus so other nameless ones were fighting over her. She smiled and rapped on the door. All of rooms she knew for them went like this. AJ and Kevin, Brian and Howie, and then Nick had his own room. She heard some muffled footsteps and the door open, "look, it's almost two in the morning and this better be . . ." That's when he noticed her, what she was wearing, and felt her lips press up against his.
Taylor and Ike got up first. Taylor was wearing nothing but green boxer shorts, and Ike, T-shirt and blue boxer shorts. "Ugh, I don't want to get up." "Neither do I." "Taylor, get me something to drink. And put ice in it." "Make me." "I will and you know it." "Oh shut up Ike and get it yourself." He sighed and walked over to some of the drinks on the table. They were warm and warm juice is disgusting. "Fine, come with me though." "Why?" "Because, you're my brother and you should be nice." Taylor scoffed, "what a pile of . . . oh fine." And he threw on an Aerosmith T and they headed out to the ice machine. They walked down the hall and to the right and filled it up. They walked back making quiet conversation before they heard a door at the end of the hall open up. The turned the corner and what they both saw almost made Taylor drop the bucket full of ice and Ike have a heart attack. Nick had his arms wrapped around Sarah's waist and they were playing tonsil hockey against Nick Carter's door. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and playing with his blonde hair. Isaac was about to beat up and kill Nick for one hand going higher and the other one going lower.
Taylor stood there horrified. She wasn't sure whether to beat him up, laugh, or go stark raving mad. He watched as that disgusting Orlando bastard feel up his brother's girlfriend in front of him. "Ike," he whispered, "let's go downstairs for something to eat." Taylor had never seen his brother like this but the look in his face looked like Isaac wanted to cry. "Ike, let's just go and you and her can talk later. I'm sure it's not what it looks like." He looked down at his younger brother, "go away Taylor." He hissed and he knew by the sound in his voice that this wasn't going to be pretty. And just the way they looked that white was no longer an option for a wedding dress color.
Sarah pulled away from Nick. She knew this was wrong and she knew she did all of this out of anger and spite but she also had to admit it felt good. By not only being wanted but by being wanted by somebody famous. Actually, wanted by THREE famous people. "I'll see you later?" Nick said to her, "yeah, later." He went back in his room and Sarah walked to hers. Half way there she ran into Cassandra, "oh hey Sarah!" "Hey Cassandra how are yea doing?" "I'm great, and obviously so are you?" "Hmm?" "Looking a little rumpled, you and Ike have a wild night?" "No, I mean yeah, I mean no." Cassandra's eyebrow lifted, "excuse me, am I missing something?" Sarah's eyes started to water and the whole story came tumbling out in the hall.
