Sorry this has taken so long coming, well, I have problems of my own to take care of. Hope y'all like this one.
This implies nothing about the sexual orientation of the backstreet boys. And don't read this if you're under 18. . .K?. . . . . .
To Be Loved By Fame (Chapter 8)
"A-aids," I managed to choke out, grabbing Nick's hand and squeezing it hard under the table.
"I'm afraid that that's about all that will explain what you have been experiencing," the doctor said, not looking me in the eyes. "This is nothing official, tests will be run soon. The doctor got up and left the room quietly.
"Nick. I can understand if you want to leave me, but I must say that if I have it, you must have it by now," I said staring out into nothing. I was devestated by what I had said, but it was for the best.
"Devon, don't talk shit. I love you, and just because you have some disease doesn't mean that I'm just gonna get up and walk out. I care about you too much for that, so you're gonna have to put up with me for a real long time," Nick said brushing the tears from my face.
"Nick, I-I didn't think you wanted to be my boyfriend when I have this, well, problem," I said.
"Devon, how can you be so stupid? I wouldn't dump you for something like that," Nick said.
"Devon, I'm so sorry about this. I didn't know anything, I-I," Sheri said, stopping as tears choked her.
"Guys, I'm so sorry. I, well, Nick, I didn't know about this at all. I should have gotten tested before I ruined your life too," I said.
"Devon, you didn't ruin my life. Look, I've always-," Nick started.
"Mr. Anderson," the doctor said handing me a piece of paper. "The test results," he said.
"Thank you," I said looking at the ground again. I clutched the piece of paper in my hand so hard that my sweat started to soak through.
I opened it slowly.
"Oh god, thank god, thank god," I repeated clutching the paper to my chest. "Negative". Nick hugged me while Sheri stood there crying.
"See Devon? Everything turned out great. That's a lucky break for both you and me, but I still wouldn't have left you even if you had been positive," Nick said, choking up, while Sheri dried her eyes on his shirt.
"Well, we can go on living our lives normally, but I need to get over this cold," I said holding Nick and Sheri's hands. "Thanks for all the support.
Nick turned back toward me. "Ya know, I'll always be there. You never have to be alone."
"Thank you Nick, you don't know how much you mean to me," I said. Then I turned to Sheri. "Sher, your great. Nobody would have come to me this fast in a crisis, not even my parents.
Sheri came over and gave me a hug. "Devon, don't worry. Well, now that this episode is over, let's get out of here and go get something to eat."
We all trooped out of the hospital. Even though I was feeling pretty crappy, I had that "regained life" kind of feeling, so I was being really perky.
Sheri walked over to me. "Dev, I've gotta jet. I have work to get to. And, ya'll need yo time together."
"Ok, thanks Sheri, you're the best," I said watching her as she hailed a cab and left.
"All we need now is some screaming fans to trample us," Nick said gently taking my hand as we piled into a cab.
"A cab? Where's the limo?" I said with a pouty face.
"No limo today babe, I wanna go to the city as a normal person, well, as normal as I can be. A limo'll just attract a bunch a attention," he said. "Don't pout, cummon. It'll be fun."
I looked over at him skeptically. "Well, I guess that's OK." I gasped as the cab lurched out into the busy city streets.
I don't know how many times the cab almost ran into some pedestrian, but it really didn't matter. We got out at a small caf^ Â, and Nick pulled out his cap and put his sunglasses on.
I looked over at him. "Nick, the cap is fine, but no sunglasses. I wanna be able to see your beautiful eyes."
"Well, I guess so," he said and put his sun glasses back into his pocket.
We ordered some coffee, and then sat at a small table at an inconspicuous corner of the caf^Â.
The atmosphere was so relaxing, and I started to feel like I was in heaven as Nick started to sing along with the song on the radio.
Maybe it's intuition But some things you just don't question Like in your eyes I see my future in an instant And there it goes I think I've found my best friend I know that it might sound more than a little crazy But I believe. . .
I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason Only this sense of completion And in your eyes I see the missing pieces I'm searching for I think I've found my way home
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy But I believe
I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew a loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life
A stray tear rolled down my face as I watched Nick sing softly with Savage Garden. Oblivious that we were in public, we grasped each others hands and sang together, not caring about the outside world. We were so intent on each other. Nick got up and led me by my hand out the door. We didn't even care about the staring people.
"Nick, I love you so much it hurts," I said. "Promise you won't leave me, ever."
Nick pushed me back against the outside wall of the caf^Â and stole a kiss from my lips. "Devon, I won't ever leave you. You know that."
We caught a cab and were soon back at the hotel. Nick pulled me into the elevator and we went to the top floor.
Walking to the edge of the floor where the windows looked out on the rest of the city, Nick switched the lights off. Even though I couldn't see him, I could feel the breath on my neck, and I could feel his presence and body heat next to me.
"Nick. You do more for me than anyone in the world. I can't imagine life without you now. I'm really scared to think about what might happen if you weren't with me anymore.
"Devon listen to me. I don't care what you think. You're the only person I want. You know that by now. I'm not the one who's the leader of this relationship. I takes two," he said angrily.
"Nick, please don't be mad. It's just that you're a celebrity and I'm sorta a nobody. I don't know how you could ever be interested in me."
"Devon, don't talk that way," Nick said his beautiful blue eyes flashing. "You talk this kind of shit to me once a week and I'm getting tired of it. How many times do I need to tell you? Part of the reason that I fell in love you was because you acted and treated me like a normal person when I was with you. Why can't we stay like that."
"Nick, I guess you're right. I can't go on acting like you're some celebrity while we're together. It's just that, well, everybody treats you like you're some kind of god, and it's well, rubbed of on me."
"Devon, I understand. But I just want you to be a regular person, and for us to have a regular relationship," Nick said.
"Nick, but the media, and your fans and career. I don't want to get in the way of you're long term plans," I said sadly looking at the ground.
"You are my long-term plans silly," he said grinning. "But my short term plans have different things planned."
We got back into the elevator and pushed the button for our floor. Nick dragged me inside and pushed me down onto the bed.
"We have a lot of catching to do," he said sexily as he started to undo my belt.
"Nick, I love you more than anything," I moaned as he kissed the side of my neck. "But I just want to go to sleep," I said.
"Whatever you want," he said mussing my hair.
We both peeled our clothes off and collapsed into the bed, Nick's arm wrapped around my waist and I instinctively cuddled into him.
This was the best I could have asked for, and as I fell asleep, I thanked god, fate, and most of all, Nick for being the wonderful person he is.
Hey, thought that was good? E-mail your comments good or bad to SkiFree0300@aol.com. Well, I g2g. Sorry this has been a long time coming. . . .K? I had finals and everything, but the next part should be up soon.