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Chapter Two: Don't Wanna Lose
Nick woke up from his nap with his stomach growling. He turned to his side and took a look at the clock. '11:50, geez that was a long nap.' He scooted over in the bed before turning on the lamp and getting up. He walked to his still unpacked bags and grabbed a pair of blue sweatpants and sweatshirt. He went back to the bed and picked up the phone. He dialed an all too familiar number, "Yes, I'd like to order some room service."
"I'm sorry sir but room service ends at 10:00 p.m."
"Oh, Um okay...but....is there anyway you can make an exception." Nick as hopefully.
"Sorry, even if I'd like to Mr. Carter," stressing his name, " our kitchen staff have already left but if you'd like to come down to our gift shop we do have some sandwiches and other snacks available."
"Yeah, sure. I guess I can do that. Thanks."
"You're welcome and Thank you."
Nick got up from the bed and grabbed his wallet and keys from the dresser before heading out the door. As he was making his way to the elevator he glanced over Brian's hotel room. He took a deep sigh before passing it by.
Nick got on the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby. He wasn't feeling any better and to top it all off his stomach was grumbling. He started to stare at the elevator floor thinking about Brian and how he needed to re-examine his feelings. As the elevator reach the lobby Nick heard the bell and started to walk out. He suddenly felt a sudden jolt against his chest as he fell backward onto the elevator floor. His head hits the floor and his eyesight momentarily blacks out. "What the ..." He says with a burning feeling upon his chest.
As Nick gets his focus back he stares into the most beautiful crystal blue eyes in the world. He takes a look upon his attacker with slight intrigue. His short curly blond hair, that strong and perfect nose, and it's lucious pouty lips. A smile instantly forms on his face as he takes a look upon the man who's still on top of him.
"Just, you can get off the man now." Nick hears a voice above him.
"Oh, I'm sorry Nick. It's just that we were trying to get away from the fans and everything. I guess I just wasn't looking where I was going." Justin said still not getting up from Nick. Nick just smiles and looks around giving a slight hint to Justin. "Oh, I'm sorry." He instantly gets up and gives Nick a hand.
Nick gladly accepts, as he is finally on his own two feet again. Nick looks over Justin's shoulder and sees JC Chasez in the corner of the elevator. "Hi, Nick. What up?"
Nick simply nods acknowledging JC's presence. JC simply shrugs at Nick's response and turns his back upon the two. Nick take his eyes off of JC and focuses again on Justin who is still standing in front of him looking straight at him. "I'm really am sorry Nick, are you okay man?" Nick again just nods and gets lost upon Justin's eyes. Justin instantly feels uncomfortable sensing he might have done something wrong. "Are you sure? It's just that your not even saying anything, maybe when you hit your head on the floor you might have lost the ability to speak." Justin tried to joke.
Nick instantly shakes out of his daydream. "What? Um."
"Well, I guess I was wrong it could speak," Justin said sarcastically, "You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine...it's just that.. Yeah, I'm fine." Nick finally manages to say looking away from Justin.
Justin laughs slightly. "Well, you sure are a man of many words." A moment of silence passes them before, "So, what were you doing going downstairs?"
Nick looks upon Justin again losing himself momentarily in his eyes. "Um...I was heading down to get some food but I guess that would be a bad idea with all the fans and stuff. Huh?"
"Yeah, I would guess so." Justin says taking a look at his torn shirt.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I know the feeling." Nick says with a laugh. "So, you guys just got in?"
"Yeah, Me and JC caught an earlier flight while the other guys will be here early tomorrow."
"That's cool."
"Yo, Curly. Are you gonna come or what?" JC exclaims.
Justin takes a look back and sees that JC is already out of the elevator and heading down the hall. "Yeah, be right there and goodnight JC."
"Goodnight guys." JC then turns and keeps his steady walk and soon enters his own room. Justin takes a look back at Nick. "Well, I guess I should be going." Nick just nods. "So...um...I'll see you tomorrow at the meeting."
"Yup. I guess so."
"Well, c-ya then." Justin turns around and walks out of the elevator looking for his hotel room. Justin takes a few steps into the hall before feeling a presence behind him. He takes a glance behind him and sees Nick following closely behind. He gives Nick that million-dollar smile and keeps walking. Justin soon starts to feel uncomfortable with Nick following him. He stops and turns around. "Well goodnight Nick." Hoping Nick would get the hint.
Nick just returns the smile and says. "Goodnight, Justin."
Justin turns back around and continues his walk. He still feels Nick's presence and is soon getting irritated. He finally reaches his room. Before inserting the key he once again turns around facing Nick. "Nick, I said I was sorry. It was an accident okay. I know you like playing pranks but this isn't funny. It's midnight and I'm tired from the flight."
Justin takes a look at Nick who has a smug look on his face. Nick turns to his side before opening the door with key. He turns back to Justin and says, "Goodnight Justin, hope you're in a better mood tomorrow." Nick closes his door leaving Justin confused and embarrassed.
Justin feels like a total fool and then enters his own room right across from Nick's.