What you wonna know. . . ~ 3
One Week Later
As Brian dazed into Samantha's brown eyes while sitting in his truck, "The Bleeding Banana", Samantha giggled. That had been their fourth date since they met that one night. They just, 'clicked'. Alex kept telling them how much of a cute couple they made and that they were meant to be. And now Brian was starting to believe that, too! "May I kiss you?" he finally spoke after minutes of silence. Speechless, Samantha could only nod her head as strands of blonde fell past her ear. Brian slowly leaned over till their heads touched and ther lips were locked. It was polite for him to ask if he could kiss her. After all, they had only known eachother for a week now!
When Brian pulled away, he was still only inches away from Samantha's lips. He took his hand and brushed her hair out of his way, and kissed her again.
The next day went well for both Brian and Samantha, as well as the other Backstreet Boys. For some strange reason, Brian felt as if the whole world knew that he and Samantha were together. Becasue whenever he went, whomever he met, he always seemed to get comments on him and his knew girlfriend. But Brian didn't mind, he loved the attention, to tell the truth. The reason why the day went well for the rest of the Backstreet Boys, was that they had gotten the news about a producer who wanted to hear them sing. But the only problem was, was that he couldn't get to them. They had to go to him. All the way in Germany!
"Hey Brian, wonna go shoot some hoops?" Brian was interrupted by one of his band mates, Nick Carter. Nick was the only natural blonde in the group. . . as well as the youngest. He was still only thirteen years of age. But him and Brian seemed to get along best together then anyone else in the group.
"Sure, Nicky. Just a sec, lemmie call Samantha real quick and tell her what the plans are, okay?" Nick nodded and headed towards the basketball courts, only ten feet away from them. Nick's hair looked almost white when running around in the bright sun shine. With the spring air, breezing past them, and the humidity, it was a perfect day to play basketball, one of Nick's and Brian's favorite sports.
As Brian called Samantha, he watched Nick run around on the court. He seemed so small when compared to the gigantic basketball hoop. But he wouldn't be that small for long. He had already grown an inch or two since they met, which was less then a month ago! "Hey, Sammy, it's me. Umm. . . gimmie a call when you get home, k'? Talk to you soon, 'bye. Hey Nicky, wait up!"