| Chapter Eleven |
| Nikki : Whitney walked in, practically floating on air. "Hey," I laughed as she entered the living room and collapsed on one of the couches. "Hi," she smiled at me as I stood over her. "Where've you been?" I asked. "Talking with Scott," she told me. "Now was there really any talking involved?" I joked. "A little," Whitney blushed. "Aww, Scott and Whitney, so cute," I sat next to her as she sat up. She clutched a pillow close to her. Abs walked in. "Hey babe," he said as he kissed me quickly on the cheek. "Hey Whitney." "You going to bed?" I yawned. He nodded. "Yup, lots of recording tomorrow," he replied, hands on his hips. "'Night," I said, standing up to kiss him. "I'll be out here for a while." Abs told us goodnight then headed upstairs. "I need to talk to you," I said, sitting again. "Uh oh," Whitney replied, kicking off her shoes. "I know what that tone means. So what's wrong with Scott? Former felon? Axe murderer?" "No, no," I sighed. "Scott is a great guy. I'm just concerned about something else." "Just tell me!" Whitney exclaimed. "Its...J." I finally told her. "He's...he's seeming jealous. I have no idea why. He has a beautiful girlfriend, and basically only dates older women." "Oh thanks, Nik," Whitney said, sitting back into the couch. "No, I didn't mean it like that, I just meant, you guys are totally different. Just... be careful when you're with Scott around J. There's no telling what he'll do." "Okay," Whitney replied in a low voice. "I'm going to bed," I said, standing. "I'll see you in the morning." We said our goodnights and I headed to bed. Whitney: When Nikki went to bed I was left alone to think of what she had told me. I was enjoying my time with Scott. He was very sweet and cute and...everything I was looking for.Not to mention one of the best singing voices I had ever heard in my life. J. J...is pretty mysterious to me. I talked to him for the long flight to London. Nikki was right, he had a great girlfriend, but seemed to be jealous of Scott and I. I saw it too, in the movies. I had never had this much attention by two guys in my life, and it was starting to freak me out. I didn't want to lose either of them, but didn't want to hurt either of them either. Ritchie: Scott bounded in our flat, jumping up and down and humming to himself. I looked at him from my place in the kitchen by the counter. "What?" was all I could think to ask him. He just grinned and flung open the refrigerator door. He grabbed a cold piece of pizza. I watched him as he sat in one of the kitchen table chairs and start to eat. "Didn't you just go out for pizza?" I asked him. "Yeah, but I'm hungry!" Scott exclaimed. I laughed a little. "So whats with you and Whitney?" I asked next. Scott sat back and smiled. "Whitney. Ahh Whitney," he said. "I just love saying her name." I laughed. "So I'm thinking you like her," I commented. "Oh yeah. I kissed her, then like 10 minutes ago she kissed me. She kissed me!" Scott said, pointing to himself. "And that suprises you...why?" I asked. Scott shrugged. "I dunno. All I know is that I liked it." he grinned. Chapter Twelve... |