As we left the courtroom that day, the last statement that Rick said hung in the back of our heads. But he was going to jail. He couldnt do anything to us anymore. So Nick and I went on with the rest of my "winning" week with the guys. The week went along with out a hitch. Nick was still very sore but we made the best of it. He took me out on his boat and we even snuck into the mall with out any fans to bother us. For that week Nick and I were inseparable. Where ever he went, I went and visa versa. The other guys and I became close friends as well. I was falling for Nick.....Hard! It wasnt some crush of a boy on a poster anymore. I felt that I really loved him. I still do.
The week soon came to an end and I had to go back to New York but the guys werent going on tour until later on that next month so after Nick got some of some unfinished stuff done, he said he would come up to visit me.
A couple of days later we picked him up at the airport. The fans found out he was coming the day earlier so we had put him on a later flight. When he got off the plane he was wearing a hat and sunglasses on along with what I could tell was a brown wig. Now if you werent paying real close attention you wouldnt know it was him. But I knew cause...well he told me. Duh. Anyway I ran right up to him and gave him a hug, which he gladly accepted and returned.
"I missed you so much." I whispered in to his ear.
"I missed you too." Nick said still holding me.
"Well lets go. I you know what I mean." My dad said kinda smiling. We knew he was right because it was a matter of time before someone recognized him. We walked out and hopped in to the car. We got back to my house about 7 that night. My parents agreed that he could stay in our house as long as he stayed down stairs. Parents....GEEZE!
Nick was scheduled to stay with us for a couple of weeks until I went back to school and he went back on tour. The first few days went great. We did a lot. The movies, the beach, the mall, we even got to eat at a Mickey D's without being bothered.
One night we decided to stay in because my folks and sister werent going to be home. So after they left we sat on the couch and flipped on the television. We were watching "Whos Line Is It Anyway?" because well it is funny. Then the show was interrupted be news brief.
------This is a breaking story from ABC 7------
"Hi I'm Ray Goldstein and this is just in. Rick Simmons, who was convicted 3 weeks ago for the kidnapping and assault of Nick Carter of the famous pop group the Backstreet Boys and the kidnapping of Rachel Smith, has escaped from the Florida State Prison today. Details of how he escaped are unknown to us at this time but if Mr. Carter and Ms. Smith are watching this right now please be on the look out. More on this as it develops.--
The station then went back to the show. I looked at Nick.
"Oh no." I whispered stunned.
"Shit!" Nick said surprisingly calm.
"What are we going to do?" I asked
"I dont know." He said looking back at me and tightening his grip on me a little bit.
We then heard a knock on the door and jumped sky high.
