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Princess Love Chapter 12 "Well... I gotta go." Nick said and got his suitcase and went to the front door. "Where?" Brian asked, sweat still running down his face. "To England... remember?" He asked and opened the front door. "Are you kidding?" Brian asked in amazement. He brushed his brow with his left hand and tried to wipe the sweat from his face. "No... why would I be kidding?" Nick asked and further opened the door. "No! You can't just leave, I mean, did you just see what happened?" Brian asked and waved his hand behind him in the direction of the kitchen. "Yes... but I am afraid that there is really nothing that I can do to help." Nick said and began to make his way out the door. "I CANNOT believe you! Fine, go!" Brian said and went upstairs. He really couldn't blame Nick. Brian would have loved to get out of the house for awhile, everything had gotten crazy. The girls were always over and Brian felt like he didn't have any space of his own, let alone anyone to share his feelings with. He walked into his bathroom and faced the mirror, tears and sweat mixed on his face. His hair was a mess and he could feel a bruise developing on his hip. "Don't complain Brian... don't complain..." He kept repeating to himself and looked back at his reflection in the mirror. "How come life works out so strange sometimes?" He asked himself and rolled his eyes and took a quick shower. He put on a pair of black dress pants and a blue jacket over a white shirt. He didn't know where he was going to go, all we wanted to do was get out of the house."Would you do that for me?" Kevin asked as he laid back on the bed and looked at Kim. "Do what?" Kim asked curiously as she walked towards the bed and sat on the edge. "Like... would you die for someone that you really cared about?" He asked and she smiled at him. "I don't know... it depends on who we are talking about." She said and smiled at him and he looked in her eyes for a long moment. She almost looked haunted by the question, like it had pulled a cord in her heart, like maybe she had actually thought of dying for someone before. "Someone that you love." He said and sat up and put his hand on her cheek and smiled at her. He tilted his head to the left and looked at her and she smiled, he pulled closer and gave her a small kiss on the lips. "I would never ask for you to do that, I was just wondering..." He said and she kissed him back. "I know..." She mumbled and stood up, their lips still locked together as she moved on top of him..."I hope he is okay..." Howie said as he put his hands on his hips and made his 20th trip from one side of the bedroom to the other. "I bet he is, he is in good hands." Valerie said as she sat cross-legged at the swivel chair by Howie's desk, which was covered with looseleaf paper. "Yeah... but he scared the living daylights out of me... but not as bad as I think he scared Brian... I hope he is okay." He said and ran his hand through his dark hair that was just above his shoulders. "Howie... you worry to much." She smiled, but now she was starting to worry about him. "They are my friends!" He stopped in the middle of the room and looked at her. "Sorry." He said and then he started pacing again. "Okay, Howie. If you don't stop I might throw up all over your floor and then YOU will have to clean it up." She said and he looked at her. "Sorry." He repeated and opened the door and went in the hallway. Valerie stood up and looked to see what he was doing, he was now pacing the length of the hallway. "You are driving me insane!" Valerie said. "I AM GOING OUT!" They heard Brian call from downstairs and the door slammed and Valerie jumped at the sound. "What was that?" Kevin asked as he opened the door and looked out, curiously. "Brian, he went out." Howie said and scratched his head and went downstairs, Valerie thought he needed to be alone so she sat on the bed and looked out at the window, wondering if everyone's life was as hectic as theirs.Brian had his hands in his pockets and he looked down at his feet as he walked down the long road, not exactly knowing where he was going to go. "Excuse me... do you know where the Cafe is?" Asked a young woman who stood next to him. Brian raised his eyebrows, it was late and he didn't think anyone would be out this late. "Sure... actually, why don't you follow me? I was heading that way anyway." He said, which really wasn't the truth, but it sounded like a good idea. She stood next to him and they walked in silence to the Cafe in silence under the stars. They got to the small little coffee shop and took seats outside. Brian sat across from the girl. The coffee shop was open all night so they ordered to coffees and waited for a conversation to start. "So... what are you doing out so late?" Brian asked, not liking the quietness. "Well... I just got up here from Miami and I wasn't tired and I had nothing to do so I decided to take a walk. I am up here on business." She said. "Really? What kind of business is that?" He asked. "Oh..." She paused for a long moment until she could think of something to say. "Well, actually, I am starting a charity and I wanted to get some businesses up here to join in." She said quietly. "Really!? That is nice. We would love to help-" He stopped himself before he finished and put his hand over his mouth and laughed. "Oops, nevermind." "What were you going to say?" She asked as she looked down at the coffee. She really hadn't gotten a good look at her companion and she wondered what he looked like. "Well... I sing, my group likes to do charities." He said and she smiled, he was just what she needed to help her. "Really? And what is your group called?" She asked curiously, straining to see his face. The lights were so dim that it really didn't even make it clear at all what he looked like or even what he was wearing. "The Backstreet Boys." He said and she stood up. "Well... I gotta go." She said and Brian looked up at her shadow and wondered what was wrong. "Did I say something wrong?" He asked. "No." She said and turned around and headed into the further darkness. "What is your name?" He shouted. "Liz." She said and quickened her pace and he smiled and ran towards her. He turned her around and looked down at her in the darkness. "I talked to you before..." He said. "Yeah." She said, not sure which time he was talking about. "On a bridge, in England." He said and she nodded. "Come with me." He said and grabbed her arm, gently, and ran to a gas station across the street. She stood under the lights and looked up at him. "Oh my god..." He said as he looked at her and she shook her head and got free of his grasp and ran. "No! There is nothing wrong with who you were or what you are now, I was just surprised..." He said. "Yeah, well don't be. I am normal like everyone else, except for the fact that once was a Princess." She said and stood in the shadows and he walked closer to her. "I know how you feel, just because I am a singer some people act different. Please, let me help you. You look like such a sad person." He said as he walked even closer to her. "What would you know about sad?" She asked, irritated. "A lot." He said and stepped on the curb and saw a cab slowly pass, he hailed it and grabbed her arm and sat her next to him. He gave the address of the home he shared with his bandmates to the driver and they drove. He wanted them to meet her more than anything in the world. They all had a lot to learn from her.Next: Chapter 13 |