By Jessica
As AJ sand the last line of the song Brian looked out into the audience and a sign caught his eye:
He smiled and decided it was time for a change of plans. After whispering something to a security gaurd he motioned for them to continue.
"This one is for the lovely lady in the fourth row," he started, "I'll never break your heart either."
Krysti was speechless as two security gaurds walked up and one said, "Come with us."
Kevin began the song, "Baby, I know right now you're hurting. You feel like you can never love again. Now all I ask is for a chance, to prove, that I love you."
Brian took Krysti's hand and helped her on stage as AJ started his part, "From the first day, that I saw your smiling face, honey I knew that we would be together forever."
Brian knelt before Krysti and started his part, "Oh, when I asked you out, You said no, but I found out, Darlin' that you'd been hurt Thought that you'd never love again. Cuz I deserve a try, honey, Just once, Give me a chance and I'll prove this all wrong."
AJ waved at a girl in the crowd as he sang his part, "You walked in you were so quick to judge, But honey he's nothing like me."
"Sing it now," Brian said, holding his mic up to Krysti.
"I'll never break your heart, I'll never make you cry," she sang softly with the other Backstreet Boys as Brian whispered the words in her ear.
As the song ended Nick stood from his stool and waved at the crowd, "Thank you everyone."
"Yes, thank you so much for coming," Howie said.
"Good-night!" AJ yelled and they disappeared off stage as a security gaurd led the girl back to her seat.
When Krysti got back to her seat a girl slapped her, "That was supposed to be ME up there!" Then she stormed off since the show had ended.
"Are you ok?" A girl asked, coming up to Krysti. "I have an ice pack in my car if you need it."
"Sure," Krysti said, thankfully. When they reached the girl's car Krysti noticed something around her neck, "Is that a backstage pass?"
"Oh, well, actually... um, yeah."
"You mean you're out here with me when you could be meeting the Backstreet Boys!?!" Krysti couldn't believe it.
*Two Months Later*
Krysti stood in fron of the hotel with about two hundred other girls, waiting to catch a glimps of the Backstreet Boys.
As they finally stepped out Krysti was pushed over by a blonde and hit the cement face down.
A hand reached down to help her up and she saw a familiar face. The two of them looked up just in time to see the car door close behind the Backstreet Boys.
"Oh no! I made you miss seeing the Backstreet Boys AGAIN!" Krysti moaned.
*Four Months Later*
"To enter the contest, please send your name, age, phone number, and address to the address on your screen. Seven names will be drawn to compete for the title of The Backstreet Boys' Perfect Fan, plus a day with the one and only Backstreet Boys themselves. That's it for now, we'll see you next week on Total Request Live."
Krysti jotted down the address and ran to get an envelope.
*Six Months Later*
*ring ring* "Hello?" Krysti answered the phone.
"Hi, is this, uh, Krysti Davis?"
"Yes... who is this?"
"Turn your TV to channel 27," he said as laughter broke out in the background.
"No, I'm watching MTV right now... who is this?" she demande once again.
"What's on?" he asked instead of answering her.
"TRL, Carson's about to announce who won - hey! That's who you sound like!"
"You were saying?"
"Huh?" Krysti was confused.
"I'll help you," he said with a chuckle, "You're watching TRL because after commercial is over I'm going to announce that yours is one of the seven names drawn to compete for the title of BSB's Perfect Fan... right?"
"OH MY GOD!" Krysti screamed.
"Well I'm glad you're excited," Carson said, "Hang on the line a minute, k?"
"Sure, thanks Carson."
*Four Days Later*
Krysti waited impaciently at the MTV studios. They were going to be on live in a few minutes and they wouldn't let her meet any of the girls until they were on live.
"Hey, you ready?" Carson asked her and she nodded, "Good. We're going on right now. You're going to be first and you're going to tell what makes the Perfect Fan, ok?"
Krysti began to panick. What was she going to say?
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