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I wanna feel the way you make me feel When I’m with you I wanna be the only hand You need to hold on to But everytime I call you don’t have time I guess I’ll never get to call you mine. --“When I’m With You” – Simple Plan *Author's Note: As a referrence note to understand the
circumstances surrounding
this
chapter, notions here for clarification purposes, are a direct parallel
to those found in Chapter
28 of A
Tale of Two Popstars.* Hey. I can’t answer the phone, but leave me a message so I can get back to you… He contemplated leaving another message. But then reconsidered. If Nick Carter had learned anything in the past couple of weeks, he’d learned that anything that had to do with Aliesa Montaine was going to be difficult. If she was dead set, then so was he. Resolved, he snapped his cell phone shut, and decided that the time for avoidance was over.“Shannon, I’ve got to go.” “Go?” She eyed him disbelievingly “Nick, you and the guys just got here. You haven’t even spoken to-” Nick
cut her off, “This can’t wait anymore.” “What I should have done a long time ago,” Nick simply said. The lone statement set off alarms in Shannon’s head, and her initial confusion dissipated as realization dawned. “Nick, tell me that this isn’t about what I told you about Aliesa earlier. I mean you’re not really going to—” Her chin lifted and she met his eyes. “Are you doing what I think you’re doing?” she questioned lowly when he didn’t offer a contestation. An eyebrow arched. “Jesus, you two are going to kill me!” “I promise I’ll be back before you know it.” Shannon shook her head, “Nick, Aliesa is halfway across the world.” “I know,” Nick acknowledged, then looked at her hopefully. “Cover for me?” “You do know that I think you’re being completely irrational…” He
pulled her into a quick hug. “If anyone asks you tried to make me
stay, but I
wouldn’t listen.” “I
knew I shouldn’t have told you about her hair thing...” Shannon mumbled
into
his shoulder. “She’s not even taking
your calls…” “Don’t
worry.” Nick stepped back and
smiled. “I’ll have a couple of hours on
a plane to think of something to change that.” “He’s crazy…”
Shannon murmured to herself as she
watched Nick make his way through the crowd and out the door. “And she’s stubborn...” Her eyes lifted to
the ceiling, in a silent plea. “A
little help please,” she entreated. “I’m
running out of Tylenol down here.” |