August 12, 2007
(Ally's POV)
It's been a week since Nick proposed; we haven't told anyone about it. Nick and I agreed not to tell anyone, until we were both ready. Ever since Nick proposed, almost every morning, my head would be on his chest, his arms protectively around me, and I would think about everything that's happening. I smiled at the thought of me becoming Mrs.Carter. I looked at the alarm clock on Nick's side. 11:37am, it read. I slowly tried to get out of Nick's grasp. When I did, he moaned and mumbled, "Ally, come back, please." I laughed, going back to him, and kissed his chest. I looked up at him. With his eyes closed, he was smiling. I laughed quietly again. I began to walk away, and I whispered, "I love you." I closed the door behind me and made my way downstairs to make breakfast.

**RATED PG-13**

Few Minutes Later . . .
I made breakfast, and Nick's was on the table. I was eating and thinking . . . remembering every moment we shared throughout the years, Nick's movements toward me when I saw and met him. Nick had done some moves that gave me clues that my dream would happen. "Who knew that those days told what would happen in the future?" I thought. I felt someone kissing my neck. I smiled, knowing it was Nick.

"Mornin', babe," he told me.
"Buenos dias," I smiled. ("Good day.")
"Baby, you should really stop teasing me like that," he laughed, sitting next to me and grabbing a bite from his food.
"¿Porque?" I told him, "¿A ti no te gustas? Yo se que si." ("Why? Don't you like it? I know you do.") I began to rub his thighs.
He sat up straight.
"¿Yo te pongo loco?" I asked sexily. ("Do I make you crazy?")
"Ally," Nick said, nearly moaning.
"Eso es, papi. Tu sabes que to me quere," I aroused him. ("That's it, baby. You know you want me.") I began to put my hands into his boxers.
"I don't know what the hell you said, but yes," he moaned.
"¿Queres que yo pare?" I asked him. ("Do you want me to stop?") I gotta stop. I'm getting aroused myself watching him moan.
"Yes," he moaned.
I stopped, got my hand out, got my plate, stood up, and walked to the sink.
"I-I mean, no. No, baby, come back," he said, getting up and following me.
"Nicky, I got to stop," I told him.
He put his hands up, in front of him, "Why?"
"Because then, it'll get carried away."
"But, that's ok. Ally, I waited patiently for you."
"Na-uh," I replied, about to laugh.
"Uh-huh."
"Na-uh."
He grabbed me and kissed me. He carried me back upstairs, laid me down, went on top of me, and kissed me again. "Uh-huh . . . Please, baby," he pleaded, eyes twinkling like a puppydog's.
"Ok, you have been patient," I told him.
He smiled, "Thank you, babygirl," and kissed me. And that morning was . . . something else.

**RATED PG-13**

4pm
After Nick and I were finish, we relaxed on our bed, just holding each other, looking into each other's eyes, and kissing.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong!" the doorbell rang. I heard Nick groan.
"Why, now?" I heard Nick mumble. He began to get up, when I stopped him. "Baby, . . ."
I pulled him back down, making him fall on top of me. Our lips touched.
"Mmm, Ally, . . .," Nick moaned into my mouth.
I pulled him back. "Go get the door, and we'll continue," I whispered.
He smirked, as he struggled to put on his shorts. I laughed. I saw him ran out the door and downstairs. When he opened the door, I heard everyone (ya no . . . our people: Kev, Bri, D, J, Kris, Leigh, Sarah, Bay, Jane, Bob, BJ, Les, Ang, & A.C.) saying their 'hellos.' Ooh, shit. I forgot. Today's the day we're going to tell them the news. I got out of bed and just when I was about to close the door, I heard AJ ask, "Yo, Nick, what were you doing up there?" I had a feeling Nick was red and blushed because I heard the guys laughing. I closed the door and got dressed. When I was in the bathroom, fixing my hair, I heard the door open. I opened the bathroom door and saw it was Nick.
"Hey," he began, "everyone's here. AJ knows."
"About what? What we did early today?" I said, combing my long, brown hair.
He nodded.
"Get dressed, Carter," I told him. "I'll keep them distracted."
"Wait!" he stopped me. "Try not to let the ring take notice, and can I have a kiss?"
I smiled, "You're so sweet," and kissed him.
After that, I went downstairs.

I kept everyone entertained until Nick came down. When he did, I went to the kitchen and began to make lasagna. I know, I'm 17, and I already know how to cook. Hey, I AM getting married, ya no! LoL The girls helped me cook it. At around 7, we decided to tell them. We got their attention.

"Ally and I have an announcement to make," Nick said. I was looking at him. The boy looked so hott, speaking up, trying to get everyone's attention.
Everyone stood quiet, waiting for what we had to say.
Nick gave me a signal to say it. I sighed nervously and said, "Nickolas and I are engaged."
Everyone stood in silence for about 2 seconds.
The guys started clapping and, soon after that, everyone else, too.
Jane came up to me and hugged me. "Aw, you're finally gonna be a part of the family."

I saw Bob talking to Nick. Uh-oh . . . I think.

(Nick's POV)
My Dad pushed me to a side and began to ask me a few, quick questions.

"Are you sure about this Nick? 'Cause I don't want to see you pulling the same stunt you did last time about marriage."
I sighed. Great more lectures. "Yes, Dad, I'm sure about Ally. I asked Isabelle because I didn't want to be left alone, but I realized now that Ally's the one."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
He looked at me.
I was getting pissed off already. "Goddamit, Dad!" I nearly screamed, "She is the one, ok?!"
"Don't you use that tone with me, mister. By the way, I was just making sure," he said, and walked away.
I sighed and knocked my head against the wall. I felt hands on my shoulder.
"Baby, are you ok?" Ally asked, with her eyes showing that she was worried.
I turned my head with my body leaning on the wall, and I brought her closer to me. "Yeah, I am. Just that Dad is making sure I won't run away from you."
"Funny," she began, "They're actually protecting me and not you." She laughed.
I laughed, too. "I know, weird isn't it? And I'm their son!"
She giggled. "Yup, I guess they think I'm the one."
I was about to kiss her when she began to walk away.
"C'mon, we gotta accompany the guests."
"I hate guests," I mumbled.
She laughed again.

August 13, 2007
11:27am
If you wanna know, yes, as she promised, we did do it again. I woke up earlier than Ally, this time. I held her in my arms and thought about how our wedding day will look like. I wanted to make her happy and a thought came in my mind.

Minutes Later . . .
I went back upstairs to check if she was still sleeping; she wasn't.

"Hey, babe," she greeted me.
I walked over to her and kissed her forehead, "Hey."
She stretched, "Mmm, I'm hungry. Let's go downstairs, and I'll make breakfast." She was gonna get up, but I stopped her.
"Stay here, I'll be right back." I ran downstairs to get the little surprise. I walked back up carefully.
"Aww, Nick, you didn't have to do this." Ever heard of breakfast in bed?
"It's my way of saying 'thanks.' This is my little token of appreciation," I told her. I made her waffles and eggs with toast.
"Aye, gracias, Nick." ("Oh, thank you, . . .")
"Babe, you can thank me later," I winked.
She took a bite of the toast, "Much."
"No, like later. Tonight," I said, almost frowning.
"Nick, I've been wiped out for the past, what, 4 days!"
I whispered in her ear, "That's how darn sexy you are."
She giggled and blushed a bit.
I pointed at her, "Blushing!"
She stuffed a toast into my mouth.
"Hey!" I tried to say with the food in my mouth, "I'm not a bad cook after all."
"You got it from your mother," she said and laughed.

**RATED R**

That Night . . .
11pm
Even though I made her breakfast, I also made our evening very romantic. I made dinner . . . well, I tried and when we finished eating, we went on our new boat. I named it Alyson Rose, which is her first and middle name. She had such a shock on her face when I showed her.

"Whatcha think?" I asked her.
"Nick, you didn't have to do this. You know you didn't," she said, hugging me.
"I wanted to, for my fianceé," I said, leaning down to kiss her.
Our kiss was slow. No need to rush. Finally, after 7 minutes of making-out, she pulled back for air, and said, "C'mon, let's go on it." She grabbed my hand and led me on the boat.
I followed her and made my way the driver's cabin. She followed me, and I started the boat. A few miles away from the shore, I stopped the boat. She was sitting next to me, so I held her. I felt she was shivering.
"Are you cold?" I asked her.
She was shaking. "Y-Yes. Just a bit," she shuddered.
"C'mon, let's go to the main cabin," I told her, getting up and letting her go in front of me.

When we got to the cabin, she gasped at the sight. I had candles surrounding the room and rose petals surrounding the bed.

"Nicky, why did you do all this?" She said looking at me, with her brown eyes shining.
"Because I love you," I whispered and kissed her passionately. "Now, let me make love to you."
She smiled, and whispered, "I'd love for you to do that."
We kissed again. I put my hands on her back and unzipped the zipper of her lavender dress. While I pulled it down, she took off my jacket of the suit and began to unbutton my blue suit-shirt. I looked at her. She had not worn a bra. I stopped and began to take off my shirt. She turned, so her back was facing me, and as she walked towards the bed, I looked at her tanned-body up and down, enjoying the sight. She took off her shoes and laid down on the bed. By now, I was left with only one thing on . . . my boxers. I jumped on the bed, on top of her. We began to kiss one another hungrily. I felt her hands roam up my body to my head. Then, she pushed my head down to her neck. I began to arouse her by kissing, sucking, and licking her neck. I heard her moan. I smiled mischievously and moved down to her breasts. I heard her moan louder, this time.
While I sucked on her breasts, I entered my two long fingers inside her. Her back arched, and moaned, "Yes, Nicky, yes! . . . Fuck me with your finger, baby." I thrusted my fingers inside of her, deeper and faster. She turned me on with her moans. I could tell she was almost gonna come. Surprising her, I went down and entered my tongue inside her. I heard her gasp. I licked hard and sucked gently. She began to move her hips rhythmically with my tongue. I heard her scream, "Nicky! Ooh, . . .," as she came into my mouth. I kissed my way up to her lips and stopped there. I entered my tongue inside her, letting her taste herself. She responded by kissing me crazily and hard. I pulled back; she whimpered and pouted.
"Horny, baby?" I asked her. By her kissing me, I believe so.
She didn't say anything; she just nodded with an innocent face.
I smiled, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Unexpectedly, she grabbed me and threw me down on the bed.
"Damn, baby!"
She smiled mischievously and began to suck me. I, aroused that I was, of course, moaned. I thrusted into her mouth, desperately wanting a release. "C'mon, baby, harder," I grunted, sounding like an order. She did what I said and took me into her mouth. "Babygirl! Ally! " I nearly screamed. She made her way up and kissed me hungrily. "Make me yours, papi, make me yours," she whispered, as we kissed again. Slowly, I flipped her over, making me on top.
I immediately thrusted inside her. She moaned deeply. I wrapped her legs around my waist.
"Deeper, baby," she pleaded, "Deeper, please."
I quickened my pace and made it deeper inside her. "I want you to come, babygirl, ok? Cum for me, baby," I breathed heavily.
She nodded. Bad boy that I am sometimes, I began to kiss her breasts and rub her. I knew that would make her come in no time.
"Torture," she breathed. "Complete torture, but I love it anyway."
I kissed her lips hard, knowing she would come any second.
"Mmm, . . . Nick!" she nearly screamed in my mouth. When I thrusted harder inside her, she moaned.
"C'mon, Ally, I wanna cum . . . Babygirl, make me cum," I breathed, nearing my release.
She began kissing my neck and going down to my chest. I grunted, as I released inside her. I laid down on top of her. She kissed me. "Mmm, Nicky, that was the best one yet," she said, like a small child.
I smiled. I made her happy, and I was glad. "I love you, too, baby." I got out of her and fell on a side.
She came over and held me, her head resting on my chest.
"I love you, too, Nicky," I heard her mumble before I drifted to sleep.

1:23am
"Nick? Nick, wake up," Ally shook me.
"What?" I asked, my eyes adjusting the room. "Hey, we're still in the boat."
"Yes, I know. Nick, there's something out there, banging on the boat," she told me. I could tell she was scared.
"C'mon, let's go check it out," I told her. We got dressed. Luckily, I told her to bring extra clothes, and she wore sweatpants and a t-shirt. I dressed in something like that, too.
"Go to the driver's cabin. I'll follow you there," I told her, looking back and making sure everything was ok.

We made it to the cabin, and the boat shook.

"What could it be?" I said.
She gulped, "Not to jump to conclusions, but I think there's only one animal in the ocean strong enough to push a boat . . ."
I looked at her, waiting for to say it.
". . . a shark," she whispered.
I looked out at the ocean. ". . . A Shark," her thought ran inside my head. The animal shook the boat again. She ran to me and held me nervously.
"Baby," I began, letting go of her, cupping her face in my hands, and making us in the same eye level, "Stay here. I'm going down there to see what it is."
"No, Nicky," she said, tears flooding down her eyes. "I-I won't let you. Nick, I'm not letting you risk you're life for this. If you're going, I'm going. If you die, I will, too."
"Ally, . . ."
"And that's final!" she said. The boat shook again.
I sighed. I remembered how I felt when she left me. And I remembered how she was when I was about to get married with Isabelle. She was a lot worst than me . . . "Alright, fine. I'll let you go down with me as long as you promise to save yourself, after and if I die. You never know, baby. There could be a Carter growing inside you right now," I said, touching her stomach.
She laughed a little, even though she still had her tears. "Ok," she whispered. "I'll do it, I promise. But, Nick," she looked into my eyes deeply, "I love you." She hugged me.
I held her tightly, with tears coming down my eyes, too. "I love you, too, babygirl," I tried to say, between my small sobs, and kissing her forehead.
She nodded. The boat shook again. "C'mon, let's go," she said quietly.

We walked hand-in-hand down the stairs to the bottom part of the boat. We stood there, away from the tip of the boat.

I gulped. "I'll go first," I said bravely.
"Nick, . . .," she tried to stop me.
"No, I have to go," I said, walking towards the tip. I looked down at the water. I saw the silvery, dark figure heading towards the boat again. I pulled back immediately, and that's when we saw . . . the mouth of the animal. It was a shark. The Great-White.

"C'mon," I told Ally, who was standing there, shocked by what she just saw. We ran to the driver's cabin. I began to sail back to shore. Half a mile away, the boat lost it's gas. "Dammit!" I shouted.
"W-What's wrong?" she asked, looking at me worriedly.
"No more gas," I told her.
"Well, don't you have your cell phone here?"
"Last time I checked, the battery was dead."
She nodded. "So, what do we do now?"
I sighed. "You're going swim to shore. I'll keep the shark distracted."
"Nick, . . ."
"This is the only way, Ally."
"Nick, I-I . . . I just can't let you go like this." Tears were forming in her eyes again.
"It's the only way," I repeated.
She shook her head furiously, "No, no Nick, I'm not letting you do this. I can't let you go."
I looked at her. She stared at me back. I quickly grabbed her and kissed her lips hard and deeply. "I promise I won't leave you. I love you too much, in order to do that."
She looked into my eyes. "Nick, I'm so scared. I've never been so scared in my life. Losing you is my worst nightmare."
"I know. Mine's too, but you gotta be strong, babygirl. Have faith."
She sighed nervously. "Ok, but I love you."
"I love you, too."

We kissed again, and we felt the boat tip over. Water surrounded the room, and we were floating on it.

"I-I'm s-so c-cold," Ally shivered.
I swam to her and held her. "B-Baby?"
"M-Mmm," she said, looking at me.
"L-Let's t-try t-to find a w-way up," I told her, also shivering.
She nodded.

We swam up to the driver's cabin. I looked for a rope and a blade. Luckily, I had them in a cabinet full of first aid kits and such. We got out through a window that caused us to be out of the water and standing on the sinking boat.

"N-Nick?"
I looked at her.
"I-I heard that y-you s-shouldn't panic when w-with s-sharks. J-Just swim c-calmly. R-Remember, s-sharks are b-blind. T-They o-only know you're t-there because you move y-your legs a-and panic," she told me.
I just nodded.
"Kiss me before you go."
I kissed her using my tongue. I couldn't let her respond to the kiss. I wanted her to, but if I was gonna die, then let's get it the hell over with.
"I love you," I heard her say as I jumped into the water. I took a deep breath and dove under water, searching for the shark. I searched around. I swam slowly inside the sinking boat. I looked around for any sign of the shark. I swam up quietly and quickly. I gasped for air. I breathed in and out. The lights began to flicker. I looked down, and there was the shark.

I gulped at the sight of the 18 foot shark. It left the room, and I sighed of relief. I took a deep breath, sunk down, and began to follow it. I swam quietly, trying to make it not notice it was being followed. It swam out of the boat, and I noticed it was surrounding Ally. I looked at her. I could still she was trying hard not to scream. It's now or never. I got the blade, swam on top of the shark, and stabbed it's right eye.

"GO!" I screamed for Ally to swim to shore. "GO!"
I saw her swim as fast as she could to shore. I looked back the shark; it was trying to shake me off of him. I held on it as hard as I could.

(Ally's POV)
I turned around, looking to see if Nick was ok. He was fighting with the shark. I was near the shore and I turned around one more time. Nick let go of the shark, and it was after him. Nick was in front of the shark, trying to stab the other eye. I turned around; I couldn't anymore. It's too much. A bit closer to the shore, I heard a scream . . .

My heart pounded harder with each beat. I ran inside the house, my hands shaking. I grabbed the phone.
"B-Brian?"
"What? Ally, it's 3:30 in the morning," he said groggily.
"It's Nick, Bri. He's dead," I sobbed.
Brian didn't say anything for a few seconds. "I'm coming over."

I sat on the couch, my knees on my chest, and my eyes wide in shock. The love of my life, the man that made anything possible, my inspiration, was dead. Brian entered the room. I left the door open for him.

"Tell me what happen . . . if you could," he said.
"Boat . . . night very romantic . . . he made it . . . Shark attack . . . saved me . . . scream," I said, not looking at him, still wide-eyed shocked.
He nodded. "I'm callin' the guys."
"Whatever," I said.
"Get some sleep," he told me after he called everyone.
"I can't. I'll die."
"Ally, . . ."
"I will. I loved Nick like . . . like . . ." Tears went down my cheeks. ". . . I can't explain. It's so much I can't explain. There isn't a word for it. I-I . . . Eveything I do is not enough for me to show my love for him."
Brian held me comfortingly. He rubbed my back and rocked me back and forth.
The guys entered the room.
"What's goin' on?" Howie asked before anyone.
Brian let go of me, stood up, and faced everyone. "Nick's gone," he whispered.
Kevin, Howie, and AJ faced the floor. Kevin went to the kitchen. Brian followed him. Howie, AJ, and I heard the conversation. Kevin was crying.
"Kev, . . ."
"Even if that kid was in trouble during the tours, I still loved him," Kevin sobbed, hitting the counter with his fist. "He was like my little brother. I was his role model."
"I know that. We all know that, but we have to be here for Ally. Out of all of us, I believe she misses him the most."
Kevin didn't say anything. I think he just nodded. Softly, I sang the song that always made me cry and always dedicated to Nick . . .

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you;
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

Off to college
Yes, you went away
Straight from high school
You up & left me
We were close friends
Also lovers
Did everything
For one another
Now, you're gone, and I'm lost without you here now
But, I know I gotta live and make it somehow
Nick, Come back . . . to me
Can you . . . hear me
Hear me . . . callin'
For you . . . 'Cuz it's

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you;
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

Now, I'm sittin' here
Thinkin' 'bout you
And the days we used to share
Nick, It's drivin' me crazy
I don't know what to do
I'm just wonderin' if you still care
Now, I don't wanna let you know
That it's killin' me
I know you got another life you gotta concentrate, but, baby,
Come back . . .to me
Can you . . . hear me
Hear me . . . callin'
For you . . . 'Cuz it's

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you;
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

I . . . can't . . . breathe . . . no . . . more
Since you went away I
Don't really feel like talkin'
Don't wanna hear you don't love me
Nick, baby, do you understand me?
I can't do a thing without you

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you;
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you;
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

It's been too long, & I'm lost without you
What am I gonna do?
Said I been needin' you, wantin' you
Wonderin' if your the same, and who's been with you;
Is your heart still mine?
I wanna cry sometimes
I miss you

9am
I went to sleep for a few hours. I woke up on "our" bed and noticed Nick wasn't there. I remembered what happen the previous night. I sighed sadly, shaking a little bit. My eyes were still in tears. My worst nightmare has come true. I heard talking from downstairs. It sounded like the Carters' were here. I got up and went downstairs. The police were also here.

"Alyson," Jane began, "are you ok, honey?"
I shook my head disappointedly and sighed, still shaking. I noticed Angel, BJ, Aaron, Leslie, Bob, the guys, and the two policemen staring at my awkward walk towards the kitchen. Jane followed.
"Alyson, it'll be ok."
I began to cry after she said that. "It'll never be the same," I sobbed. "What's the point of living when I know I can't go through this?"
She cupped my face in her hands, making me look at her, "You will get through this. That is what he wants you to do. You gotta be strong. He will always be in your heart. I promise. You will get through this; I'll help you."
I nodded slowly.
"Now, go to the policemen. They want to ask you a few questions. They will try to find him."
I walked out of Jane's presence. All eyes on me. I ignored them and walked over to the policemen.

After about 10 minutes, the policemen went to the backyard to try to find the body. Hopelessly, I watched TV. The whole world knows Nick is gone.

"It is rumored that Backstreet Boy Nick Carter is dead after a shark attack. He and his girlfriend, also fianceé, Alyson Joa, were out on a romantic boat trip last night just a few hours before they were attacked. The boat, which he named after Alyson, sunk. He fought with the shark to save his fianceé. We'd like to take a moment of silence to remember our beloved Backstreet Boy . . . Nick Carter."

They showed the past Backstreet videos along with Nick's videos of when he was a solo artist. I ran upstairs to the room with Jane, BJ, and Brian following me. I locked the door and cried on the bed. "This cannot be happening," I cried. "It just can't."

7pm
I slept the rest of the day. Too much happening. I was calling Izzy to tell her everything that's been going on.

"I got good news and bad news," I told her. "The good news is Nick and I are getting married. . ."
"What?! Oh, my God, you getting married with Nick?! This is so cool!" she said. "Wait, what's the bad news?"
"Nick is dead. We had shark attack."
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah, I know. Of course, you know I feel completely horrible and dead."
"W-Wait. H-How did this happen?"
"Nick made the night romantic for us. He bought a boat and named it after me. We made love again and about 2 hours later, something was banging on the boat. We saw it was a shark. The boat was sinking, so he told me I had to swim to shore and that he'll keep the shark distracted. Near the shore, I heard him scream and that's it."
Izzy stayed on the other line, speechless.
"Anyway, I got to go. Bye."
"Bye," she said slowly, and hung up.

I sighed again. Alone. I hated loneliness. I missed Nick so much. I walked downstairs to Nick's studio. My head sang a song. A song that would be from Nick's point of view . . .

Tell the angels no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone
I don't want nobody else to hold you
That's a chance I'll take
Maybe I'll stay, heaven can wait
No, if the angels took me from this earth
I would tell them bring me back to her
It's a chance I'll take, maybe I'll stay
Heaven can wait

Each moment spent with you is simply wonderful
This love I have for you girl it's incredible
And I don't know what I'd do, if I can't be with you
The world could not go on so every night I pray
If the Lord should come for me before I wake
I wouldn't wanna go if I can't see your face, can't hold you close
What good would heaven be
If the angels came for me I'd tell them no

Tell the angels no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone
I don't want nobody else to hold you
That's a chance I'll take
Maybe I'll stay, heaven can wait
No, if the angels took me from this earth
I would tell them bring me back to her
It's a chance I'll take, maybe I'll stay
Heaven can wait

Unthinkable
Me sitting up in the clouds and you are all alone
The time might come around when you'd be moving on
I'd turn it all around and try to get back down to my baby girl
Can't stand to see nobody kissing, touching her
Couldn't take nobody loving you the way we were
What good would heaven be
If the angels come for me I'd tell them no

Tell the angels no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone
I don't want nobody else to hold you
That's a chance I'll take
Maybe I'll stay, heaven can wait
No, if the angels took me from this earth
I would tell them bring me back to her
It's a chance I'll take, maybe I'll stay
Heaven can wait

Oh no, can't be without my baby
Won't go, without her I'd go crazy
Oh no, guess heaven will be waiting
Oh no, can't be without my baby
Won't go, without her I'd go crazy
Oh no, guess Heaven will be waiting

Tell the angels no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone
I don't want nobody else to hold you
That's a chance I'll take
Maybe I'll stay, heaven can wait
No, if the angels took me from this earth
I would tell them bring me back to her
It's a chance I'll take, maybe I'll stay
Heaven can wait

"Just leave us alone, leave us alone . . . Please leave us alone!" I screamed out loud, as the tears of depression, sadness, and loneliness ran down my face. I ran to the room and cried myself to sleep.

Next Day . . .
August 15, 2007
4pm
Leighanne, Kristen, and Sarah came over to help me get better. I stayed in bed all day. They tried to get me up. They tried to make me at least smile, but nothing worked. My face showed no emotion.

"Aw, c'mon, Ally, get up. Do something," Leigh said.
"I am," I said, with no emotion in my voice. "I'm laying on the bed."
"Why?" Kris asked.
"Because I'm . . ."
"'Completely hopeless.' Yeah, we know that," Sarah finished for me.
"Then, why did you ask?"
They sighed.
"What do we have to do to get you outta the bed?" Leigh asked.
"Bring Nick back," I said simply, staring at the TV.
They sighed again.
"You know that's not possible," Sarah told me.
"So, I guess I'll stay here on the bed," I replied.
"Why don't you go swimming?" Kris suggested.
"Maybe . . ."
Their faces lit up.
"Na."
"Well, I ran out of ideas," Sarah gave up.
"Me, too," Kris said.
Leigh just walked out of the room. Kris and Sarah followed.

3 Hours Later . . .
7:30pm
Izzy came here to comfort me. As usual, nothing really worked. She tried as much as Kris, Leigh, and Sarah did, but nothing worked. We watched the Austin Powers movies; not even a giggle I made. I was quiet as can be.

"Aw, c'mon, dude, cheer up. It's not like you're dead," Izzy said.
I shot an evil glare at her.
"Ok, ok. I get you."
"You know I'm dying. Physically AND mentally . . .," I said, almost audible to hear.
"Remember, you could be pregnant. Don't wanna hurt the baby, now do you?"
"I'm not. I'm not eating a lot, and I still got my period," I told her.
"Sure, you're not pregnant . . . now," she said and walked away.

Late Night . . .
2:32am
"I love you, Ally . . .," Nick's voice filled my head. "Will you marry me? . . . I need you, baby . . .Stop hurting us, babygirl . . ."

It was raining hard and thunderously. My soul was dead, my heart, my life, . . . my everything. With Nick gone, nothing was possible.

I was awake, looking at the rain outside. I sighed. Izzy was in her room asleep, of course. My life was dull. Nothing, not anyone could change it ever again. I heard someone knock on the front door. "Who would outside in this weather at this time?" I asked myself. I moved my weak body off the bed and walked downstairs. I turned on the living room light. I yawned as I opened the door. I looked at the tall, dark figure in front of me. "It can't be . . ."

**RATED R**

". . . I-It can't be," I repeated, as I stared at the figure in front of me.
"Ally, . . .," the person breathed heavily.
"N-Nick?" I saw a strand of blond hair . . . Nick. "Nick? Nick, oh, my God . . ."
"Ally, . . .," Nick repeated, falling into my arms.
I grabbed him and brought him up to the room. I took him to the bathroom. He was soaking wet from the rain. I turned on the bathtub water and put it to hot. I stripped Nick's clothes off and laid him on the tub. I added bubbles. After that, I ran downstairs to get medicine; he was probably sick after 2 days in the ocean.

I got a chair and sat next to him. I caressed his cheek and looked at him, laying on the bathtub. He looked like an angel sleeping. I smiled and thank God he was now safe and with me. I kissed his lips softly, remembering their taste. I looked at him again. A thought came inside my head. I stripped of my clothes and entered the hot water. I laid down next to my beloved. I held him, kissed him once more, and went to sleep.

That Morning . . .
August 16, 2007
I woke up and looked up. I was looking back at the crystal clear blue eyes that I loved. Nick kissed me passionately.
"I missed you so much, babygirl," I heard him say. Ah, it was good to hear his voice again.
"I missed you, too. You don't know how much," I said, as he moved lower to my neck. I moaned softly.
"Ally, lemme make love to you," he said, looking deeply into my eyes.
My lips made a small smile. "You don't have to ask Nicky, especially in a situation like this," I whispered, looking back at him.
"I love you, Ally, so much, babygirl, . . . so much," he said, as he entered me and kissed me again.
I moaned softly again, inside his mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer, kissing him deeply, while his hands on my waist, thrusting in and out of me slowly and gently. Nick tried not to hurt me with each thrust, for he went deeper. I moaned one last time as we came together.
"Promise me you'll never leave me ever again?" I said, after we caught our breaths.
"Not even if this was your the last day on Earth," he replied, kissing me.

12:31pm
Nick and I talked a bit and he told me what happen after the shark and all. We were going downstairs, when I heard Izzy gasp.

"You're . . . Y-You're alive?" Izzy said wide-eyed.
I smiled, "Thank God, he is."
"Oh, my God . . ." Unexpectedly, Izzy hugged Nick.
I looked at her with a "what-the-hell-are-you-doing" face.
"Finally! Thank God! Now, I don't have to take care of this girl who's nearly killing herself!" Izzy looked at me when she said the last two words.
Nick looked at me. "Baby, . . ."
"I told you Nick. I can't live without you. As you can see, I'm not lying."
"Babygirl, I believe you."
"I know you do," I said, getting closer to Nick about kiss him.
Izzy interrupted, "So! Tell me the story, Carter. How did you make it out alive?"
"Well, the reason why Ally heard me scream was because I was about to stab the shark. Ya no, like when you scream when you're about to attack?" Nick said.
"Right . . . How come it took you like 2 days to come back?" she asked.
"I was lost in the ocean. I couldn't find the shore; it was too dark. I guess I swam in the wrong direction and headed the opposite way."
She nodded, "Yeah . . . Uh, I'll be going now." She said, going back upstairs.
"Better for us," I heard Nick whispered.
I giggled. He was to about put his hands on my hips when I stopped him. "Na-uh, Carter. We gotta tell everyone you're ok."
"Aw, but then they're going to bother me," Nick whined.
I looked at him, "Your mother is probably crying right now and look at you." I laughed.
"What?" he said innocently.
I laughed again. "Whatever, I'm still calling her." I grabbed the phone and marked the numbers.
"Lemme talk to her, k?"
I nodded and waited for Jane to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"
"Hi Jane. It's Ally."
"Oh hey, sweetie. How are you?"
"Jane, I have to tell you something. Promise you won't faint." I looked at Nick. He was laughing. I hit his arm.
"Ow," he said.
"Shh," I whispered.
"Ok, I promise," Jane said, laughing.
"Nick's here . . . standing next to me."
She didn't say anything.
"Jane?"
"L-Let me talk to him," Jane said, shaking.
"Ok," I handed the phone to Nick.
"Hi Mom . . . I'm fine, Mom. Thanks to Ally." I heard his part of the conversation. "Yes, Mom. I'm safe . . . What?! You're coming over?! No!"
I laughed.
"I-I mean, I'm not feeling too good still . . . I'm still kinda sick," I heard Nick lie. I looked at him with my eyes wide-opened.
"Yeah, I'm gonna head to bed now. Love you, too. Bye." He hung up.
"What was that all about?" I asked, looking at him curiously.
"I just wanted to spend more time with you," he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine. He winked.
"God, am I that irresistible?" I said jokingly.
"You know it," he said, carrying me and taking me to our bedroom. We began making-out and . . . well, you know, we did it all over again.

August 18, 2007
That Morning . . .
11am
Everyone knows Nick was ok . . . Well, not yet the media.

"It is confirmed that Backstreet Boy Nick Carter is not dead. He is alive. Although, what happen with the boat incident was true. Two days after that incident, Nick returned home and was on care by, of course, his fianceé, Alyson. As always, we'll keep you posted. Especially on the up-coming wedding . . ."

"Oh, God," I groaned.
Nick laughed, "Um, yeah, we gotta get that wedding ready."
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Whatta mean 'we'? I nearly have to plan everything."
"I've been thinking," he said seriously, with his hand under his chin.
I looked at him, surprised. "Oh really? That's something you hardly ever do," I joked.
He looked at me. Um, oops? Hehe?
"Ok, ok, sorry," I said, trying to be serious. I licked my lips. Do know how hard it is to focus when you have the most sexiest man alive sitting next to you, with a serious face? Damn!
"When should we get married?"
"Ooh, we gotta tell my parents," I remembered.
"You didn't tell them?"
"I was busy thinking and worrying about you, ya think?"
He sighed, "Well, let's call them."
I nodded. I was a bit afraid, and Nick sensed it.
"Scared?"
"Just a bit."
"It's ok. If they disagree, I'll wait. We'll wait. I mean I do wanna start spending the rest of my life with you, but . . ."
"I'll make them agree," I interrupted him.
"Ally, . . ."
"I want to be with you, too, Nick. Forever. And I feel like I want to start now," I said seriously, looking into his eyes, so he would believe me.
He nodded and smiled, "Call'em up."
I smiled back and dialed the number.

"Hi Mom. I gotta tell you something," I told her.
"I know. You and Nick are engaged."
I was shocked. "How did you know?"
"The newspaper, Alyson."
"Ooh, yeah, hehe. Um, so, uh, do you agree? I-I mean I know I'm young and all, but Mom you know how much I loved Nick all my life," I begged for her to agree. I looked over at Nick after I said that. He was smiling. I smiled back.
"Bueno, tu sabe como e tu papa," Mom told me. ("Well, you know how your father is.")
"Si, yo se. But, what does he think?" ("Yes, I know.")
"Ask him."
"Well, put him on."
My Mom left the phone, and my Dad picked it up.
"Um, Dad, what do you think about Nick and I getting married?"
"Alyson, . . .," he began.
"I know, Dad. 'You're too young.' Nick and I both know that. If you want we could be engaged until you think I'm old enough."
"No, you could get married now. We just wanted to let you know that after this we're not helping you, ok? You're on your own now."
I nodded, "I know. I've seen 'Boy Meets World.'"
Nick laughed a little. I stuck my tongue out at him. He did it back.
"So, there's nothing else we have to discuss about."
"Ok, um, thanks Dad," I hung up without letting him say bye. I was so happy!
"So, what happen?" Nick said, leaning on the table.
I went over to him, put my hands around his waist, and kissed him passionately. He responded by kissing me back.
I smiled, "They accepted."

"So, . . . when do you think we should get married?" Nick asked me, after we pulled back from our kiss.
"Um, I don't know," I began, "I mean I would like to get married at age 20, but then, you'll be 30 and I don't want you to be that old when we get married. So, maybe, next year or the year after . . ."
". . . when you're 18 or 19?" Nick finished for me.
I nodded with my hands around his neck, "Although, I think it'll most likely be next year."
"Yay!" Nick did a little victory dance and wiggled his butt.
I giggled and slapped it. "I don't want you to be that old when we have other kids, too."
Nick stopped and looked at me. Uh-oh. "Kids?" he gulped.
I nodded. "Don't you want some?" I asked, looking at him.
"Yeah, I-I mean, it's just that wouldn't you be too young?"
I groaned, "Please don't tell me my parents are getting to you."
"They're not." He came over to me, put his hands on my waist and kissed me. "I just don't want you to have a hard time with the kids and college and work and all," he whispered.
Such a caring future husband and man. I smiled, "I won't . . . 'cause you'll be there to help me."
Nick made a face. "Aw, man."
"Nickolas, you want kids, you'll get them."
"Yeah, I want kids, but they're not the only thing I want." Nick winked. Oh God, not again. Someone save me!
"Yo, Nick!" someone screamed from the door. We looked at the direction . . . AJ.
Nick groaned.
I smiled, went to AJ and gave him a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "Thanks kid," I whispered in his ear.
"Uh, yeah, anytime," he said to me, confused. "Yo, Nick, what did you do to Ally? She told me 'thanks.'"
Nick looked at me, pretending he was mad.
"What?" I said innocently.
He smiled.
"Uh, yeah," AJ said, still confused. "So, like, as you know Howie's birthday's in 4 days, and we going to Tabu!"
"Again?" Nick said with a sound of exhaustion in his voice.
"Yeah, but don't worry. Ally and Izzy are coming, too."
"Um, J," I began, "I'm 17, not 18."
"I know. I got a fake I.D. for ya."
I looked at him. "What are you, nuts?"
"Eh, you know me. Crazy enough to do anything."
"J, the police could like arrest us or something," Nick said.
"What if they don't find out?" AJ said as a wise-guy.
"Whatever, let's get to the point. Can I go?" I said looking at J, with excitement in my eyes.
"Yeah, sure. I got everything set," he replied.
"Yes!" I said, running around the room.
Nick laughed. AJ just looked at me weird.
"Yeah, so, um, . . . yeah. See ya," AJ said and left.
"I'm going to a club," I sang happily.
"Why are you so happy, baby? It's just a club," Nick asked.
"It's not JUST a club, Nicky. It's Howie's and my first club," I told him.
He nodded. "Right . . . so, . . . now what?"
"I go and tell Izzy the news," I said, walking away to the stairs.
Nick had a sad, puppy-dog face.
"Aye, que paso, bebe?" I asked. ("Aw, what happen, baby?")
"I wanna kiss you," he said, like a little kid.
"Then, kiss me."
Immediately, Nick kissed me hungrily and strongly. Throughout time, the kiss became more passionate. So passionate, that we ended up on the couch still making-out. We were lost in our kiss and completely in love.

**RATED PG-13**

August 22, 2007
11pm
We were at Howie's club, Tabu. Izzy and Danny came. I drank Vanilla Coke, but I felt a little weird. Like a little pinch of alcohol was on my soda. It tasted bad, but I continued to drink it since it was my soda. I was chilling with Izzy earlier. Nick and I danced a lot, but mostly to the "dirty-dancing" songs. Also there was a point where Nick and I began making-out in the couch. AJ laughed because he noticed that we were both so horny. Nick went to the bathroom, and I sat on a chair at our table.

"Hey," a good-looking, brown-haired guy said. "wanna dance?"
I smiled ,"Yeah, sure."
They mysterious man let out his hand, and I took it. I danced to another dirty dance song with mystery man. "This guy could dance!" I thought.

(Nick's POV)
I got out of the bathroom. "Hell, I know I'm gettin' some tonight," I thought mischievously. I went to our table. Ally wasn't there. I looked around and saw her dancing with another guy. I grew jealous and furious. I saw that he was trying to kiss her or her neck. His hands were on her waist. I watch every move they made as I walked my way to them. I pushed the guy to one side and pushed Ally to another.
"What the fuck?" the guy said.
"Nick, what are you . . . ?" Ally began.
I punched the guy across the face, causing blood to come out through his broken lip. "Never mess with my girl, bitch!"
The guy punched me back, and I looked like him.
"Guys, stop it!" Ally screamed.
The guy through himself on top of me, and we hit each other with our fists. Another guy held the guy dancing with Ally while Kevin and Brian tried to pull me back.
"Never ever mess with her!" I screamed at him.
"I wasn't messin' with her, dumbass! It was just dancin'!" He replied.
"Hey, what's goin' on here?" Howie asked. Uh-oh.
"This guy stopped me from dancin'!" the guy said to Howie.
"Nick, what's wrong with you. It was just dancing, baby," Ally said with her hand on my cheek.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I was just being protective 'cause I don't want no one else to hurt you."
She smiled, "I know, baby." She kissed me.
"Yo, the police are comin'!" somebody shouted.
Ally stopped kissing me.
"C'mon," I said, as we ran to Howie's office. "Stay here, ok? Hopefully, they won't find you. If they're coming, then hide where they can't see you."
She nodded.
I ran back out and saw the police were here.
"And where were you?" a policeman asked me.
"In the bathroom," I lied.
He looked at me suspiciously, but I just walked away.
"You hid her?" AJ whispered.
I nodded.
"So what happen was that Mr. Carter's drink was taken by someone else and he got mad?" another policeman said. Everyone said, "Yes."
"Ok, so, basically, nothing happen. Ok, we're out, men," the policeman said and got out of the club. We waited till they drove away.
"Ok, free drinks for everyone!" Howie screamed.
I was confused. "Rok, what happen?"
"Howie told everyone that if they lied about what happen, they would get free drinks," he told me.
I smiled and laughed. I ran back to Howie's office. I saw Ally there with a face that I never saw before.
"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked her, as I bend down next to her.
She kissed me hard, laid herself on the floor, pulling me on top of her. "I want you."

I looked at her. "Ok, but let's go home."
"No, Nicky," she stopped me. "Here now, please Nicky? I need to feel you inside of me, please, Nicky? Please?"
"Ally, . . ."
"Aw, please, Nicky?" she begged.
"No."
She began pouting.
"No," I repeated. I noticed . . . inside of her, right now, was not love, but lust. "C'mon, we're going home."
"Ok," she sighed sadly. As much as I want her right now, I can't. I don't want her to be mad in the morning. Also, I forgot to buy condoms.
We made our way to the guys and told them we were going home. In the car, Ally kept on teasing me by rubbing my thighs.
"C'mon, Nicky, you know you want me. I know it. I see it in your eyes," she said sexily.
"God, is she trying that hard?" I thought, laughing.
"See? You're blushing!" she said.
"Am not. I'm just laughing 'cause of something that I'm thinking about," I told her.
"What is in that little head of yours, Nickolas? A vision of me naked?" Oh, God! "A vision of me sucking you?"
I grew hard immediately. But, once again, I stopped myself. We finally made it home. I thought I was gonna die, especially with a horny, hott girl next to me.
When we entered the house, Ally ran upstairs. I walked slowly behind her. I saw she had her back to me and was only wearing her panties. Man, was I really hard. I stripped down to my boxers and slid into bed. Ally did the same.
"Nicky, why can't we fuck tonight?" she asked after I turned off the light next to me.
"Because I'm all outta condoms, baby," I told her. "Now, c'mon, go to sleep." I grabbed her waist, pulled her close to me, held her tight, and kissed her neck. I closed my eyes.
"We don't need a condom, Nicky . . ."
"Yes, we do. I don't want you to get pregnant outta lust. Now, sleep." I closed my eyes again.
"Nicky, . . ."
"Sleep."
I heard her sigh. "Ok, but just kiss me."
I sighed. I turned her to face me and kissed her lips softly.
She pulled back. "Ok, thank you, baby. Goodnight," she said, giving me a quick peck on the lips. Then, she turned with her back facing me. I pulled her close to me and held her all night, like my favorite teddy bear.

Next Day . . .
August 23, 2007
12pm
I woke up feeling someone's lips on mine. I opened my eyes and noticed it was Ally. I smiled and kissed her back. I flipped her over, causing me to be on top. I traveled my hands down her body. I rubbed her softly, and she moaned in my mouth. Her hands traveled up and down my body. This made me a bit disappointed; I wanted her to stoke me so bad. She stopped kissing me. She laughed. I looked at her, confused.

"It's been one year. Aaron flirted with me and you guys started fighting on the phone," she told me, still laughing.
I tried to remember. "Oh yeah," I said, and laughed, "But, I still got you anyway." I hugged her.
"'Cause I . . . Got You," she sang, pointing at me.
I nodded and kissed her softly again.
"Whatta think if I work at Sloppy Joes?" she asked. looking at me. Sloppy Joes was my sponsor for the boat races.
I thought about it. "Well," I thought. "I don't know."
"I mean it's cool to flip drinks around, back and forth," she said. "And after we get married, I want to have a job."
I nodded, "Yeah, that'll be cool, and it's like 1 hour and 30 minutes from here."
"Yeah, I'm gonna have to go over through the Overseas highway. Ugh, the ultimate driving test."
I laughed. "But, it'll be nice to pass through the ocean."
"And whenever you race, you could come and visit me," she smiled.
"Yeah," I smiled back. "That's a good idea."
We paused for a moment.

"The international pop group, the Backstreet Boys were spotted at Tabu, owned by fellow Backstreeter Howie Dorough . . ."

We looked at the TV screen.

". . . At around 11:30pm, last night, there was a minor argument which caused the police to arrive to the scene. It is said, from witnesses, that Backstreet Boy Nick Carter's drink was taken by an unidentified man and Carter got mad. Carter did not use his hands in defense. Luckily, to the police, this isn't a major cause. So, the police left the place, and the party continued. Next on . . ."

Ally and I began laughing.
"They actually think you guys did not punch each other. God, you people are . . . Wow," she said, still laughing.
"I know. They think I didn't break the guy's nose, but I did!" I said, laughing.
"You broke his nose?!" Ally stopped laughing.
"What? I just wanted to protect you."
"Well, yeah, but you were mostly jealous. Admit it, Carter," she said in a voice saying "I-know-it's-true."
"God, don't call me that. You're making me seem like a criminal. By the way, . . ."
She looked at me.
"Ok, ok! I was jealous!" I said, a bit embarrassed.
"Aw, you don't have to be jealous, Nicky. I'm engaged to you, not him."
"And I was scared he might hurt you!" I added.
She nodded. "Ok, see? There you got a point, but you coulda just watched him, and if he was getting a little . . ."
"He wanted to kiss you!" I interrupted.
"Ok, Nick, ok. Stop getting excited."
"Oh, baby, you shoulda seen me last night. Then, I was excited."
She laughed.
I laughed, too. I was nice to see a smile on her face again. I missed it. I kissed her. After a while, our tongue came into use. Then, she pulled back. "I love you."
I smiled. "You read my mind. I love you, too, baby. So much." We kissed again.

October 28, 2007
6:30pm
(Ally's POV)
I smiled as I looked at the time in the living room. I sighed happily, as the thought ran through my head . . . remembering one of the best days of my life, even if it was 2 minutes or less. Nick and I were watching a movie. Since school started again, Nick moved in back at my house. Nothing important really happened throughout the months that passed. Nick and I just spent every moment with each other.

As the movie was in commercial, I jumped and ran to my room.

"Baby, where're you going?" I heard Nick's voice in the distance. I heard footsteps following mine; it was Nick's, of course.
I opened my box with the picture of Nick and Aaron 5 years ago. Nick sat down behind me, watching me skim through the stuff I had inside the box.
"Baby, what are you . . . ?"
Nick looked at the photograph I had in my hands.
"Wow, . . .," he said, speechless.
I smiled. "It's you," I said like a 5-year-old.
The photograph was of Nick's autograph signing at Macys* Herald Square, . . . when I first met him. When I first touched him, . . . when he gave me my first (neck) kiss, . . . when he made me realized I was forever cursed.
"Y-You took this? You still remember?" he asked.
I smiled again, looking at him, "Nickolas, I'll never forget that day." I skimmed through the stuff again. "Look." I handed him another picture.
"Virgin," he said.
I nodded. "Now Or Never. Tomorrow's the anniversary."
"Baby, why didn't you tell me?"
I looked at him, confused.
"I could have taken you somewhere nice, for the anniversary," he explained.
"Nicky, you don't have to take me anywhere," I told him. "There was one thing I wanted, and it was you. Now, who is sitting next to me? Who am I engaged to?"
He smiled and whispered, "Me."
"Exactly," I said and he kissed me.
"I love you," he said. God, make me die now! LoL
"I love you, too," I smiled happily, as we kissed again.

October 31, 2007
9am
Nick woke me up that morning, whining.
"C'mon, wake up. Wake up," he said, shaking me.
I woke up and looked at him. "What?" I said, a bit mad that I was awaken at that time. "What is it, Nick? It's 9 in the morning."
"Happy Halloween," he smiled mischievously.
I looked at him, a bit confused, at first, but then I remembered. I groaned. Halloween was Nick's favorite holiday.
"Oh, please, Nick," I groaned again. "Don't play any tricks on me today. I'm not feeling up to it."
"Aw, c'mon!" Nick whined. "You're no fun . . . and it's Halloween!"
"Nickolas Gene Carter," I began, "for your own safety do not go outside today."
"Why?" Nick asked. "Because it's Halloween?"
"Yes, and we celebrate it probably a lot different than you Tampa and Marathon kids."
Nick stuck out his tongue.
"Carter, . . ."
"I'm sorry," he said immediately.
"The reason I don't want you to go is because I don't want you to get hurt. Us, New Yorkers, throw eggs out the window, at each other, and sometimes they even throw toilet papers at trees or cars."
"Ok," he said sweetly. "I won't go."
"But," I told him, "we could go to my cousin's Halloween party."
He smiled, looking a bit mischievous again. "Halloween party?"
"Yes," I said, looking at him curiously. "It's at 7."
"What are you gonna be?"
"Ah, I don't know. I haven't gone trick-or-treating or worn a costume in like a decade," I told him.
"Ouch," he said.
"Yeah."
"How about we buy you a costume? How about being a bloody cheerleader?" he suggested.
"Nick, you know I don't like those girly-girl or cheerleading stuff."
"I know, but you'd look extremely hott," he said, winking.
I laughed and blushed a bit.
"C'mon, baby, do it for me, please?" he said, pouting with puppy dog eyes.
I nearly died at the sight. I sighed, "Ok, fine."
"Yay! I promise, baby, tonight I'll do whatever you want me to."
"Yeah, sure, Carter," I said. "Sure."

7pm
We were at my cousins', Nova and Tayra's, Halloween party. It was just like a normal party, and it seemed as if I was the only one wearing a costume. Embarrassment, major. Oh and yeah, Nick did not wear a costume. My bloody cheerleading outfit was like any normal outfit, just with blood on my stomach area and neck. Not much, but I didn't care. I just wanted to have fun. Nova complimented me on the outfit.

"Nice outfit," she said, looking at me strangely.
I laughed, "It's not my fault. It's Nick's."
"It's freaky," said her sister, Tayra, in her funny voice. She's just being her goofy self.
"Aye, I'mma go and find Nick," I told them, getting away from the dance floor.
"Ooh, wait!" Nova said, pulling me back.
I looked at her.
"Carlos's over there," she said, pointing at a boy at the other side of the room. He just licked his lips and blew a kiss at me.
"You told him I liked him, didn't you?" I asked, looking at Nova.
"Would you be mad?"
Carlos was my crush from her class.
"You know I can't do that. I'm engaged," I whispered.
"Yeah, but it's just a talk. No harm there, right?" she said, pushing me. "Now, go!"
I groaned. "Ok, ok. I will, but after I talk to Nick."
"Fine."
I smiled and began looking for Nick. I looked around and couldn't find him. "Oh, my God, Nickolas, if you cheat on me again, you'll die," I thought, getting angry.
I went to my other cousin, Alex's, room. I looked inside and found Nick and Alex playing Nintendo. I smiled.
"Hiya, babe," he said, still looking at the TV screen. "You didn't tell me Alex had Mario Kart."
"I didn't want you to forget about me," I told him, leaning on the table.
He paused the game, went up to me, and looked into my eyes. "Baby, I'll never forget about you. You're the most concern in my life."
I smiled and whispered, "Really?"
He smiled back, and replied, also whispering, "Really." He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me. We were really into the kiss when Alex interrupted, "Ok, no kissy stuff in the room, please."
We laughed. "Sorry," I said.
"Yeah, um, Alex, do you mind if I use your room for a while?" Nick asked, winking at him.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Alex said, standing up and leaving the room.
"Nickolas, what do you have planned?" I said, looking at him.
"Oh, nothing much just this." He laid me on the table, and we began making-out. I felt his hands go up my legs, but I stopped him.
"Nick, we can't."
"Ally, I promised you about tonight. I'm not backing up. I never give up on you."
And the kiss was steamier after he said that.

**RATED R**

While we were kissing, Nick laid me down on the table, and his hands went up my legs again. I began to breathe heavily as his hands got closer to me. His lips fell on my neck as I felt him lick the "blood" off of me.
"Mmm," he began, "what flavor is that? Fruit punch or something?"
I giggled. "You shoulda been a vampire."
"And why is that?" he asked, beginning to suck my neck.
"Because you're sucking my blood," I giggled.
He laughed, "Yeah, but that's not the only thing I'm gonna do."
"What else are you gonna do my bloodsucker?" I asked sexily, while unzipping his jeans.
He smiled mischievously, as I felt two long fingers enter me. I moaned, not expecting that. He pushed his fingers deeper inside me, and I let go of his jeans causing them and his boxers to fall to the floor. I felt I was close, but Nick took out his fingers.
I whined, "Papi."
He smirked and said sexily, "Close your eyes, baby."
I did what he said, and he entered me. My back arched. "Nicky, . . . ooh, God, baby," I moaned. He slammed into me repeatedly. When I reached my point, he got out of me.
"Nicky, stop playing," I whined again. "I wanna come."
"I'm sorry, babygirl," he said. "I just want to do this kinda of a different way."
I looked at him, a bit confused.
"C'mon, turn yourself, with your back facing me," he instructed.
I did what he commanded, and he slammed into me again. I, of course, moaned. But, this position felt a bit different. I guess we were doing it doggie way since he was standing up. He slammed into me harder this time. I moaned loudly and thought, "Thank God the music's loud." With a few more thrusts, we both came. The experience was amazing. He flipped me back, facing him. I looked at him, and he kissed me.
"C'mon, baby, let's go," he said, as he began to pull his jeans up. I fixed myself, and he did the same. "Ya no," he began, "you make a hott cheerleader."
I blushed, "What about you, Rockstar Baby?" Nick's outfit was like a rockstar; like the ones he had when he performed in his Now Or Never tour.
He grinned. "Ready?"
I nodded. He opened the door and Alex was standing there, looking like a bodyguard. I was about to question him when I noticed Nick giving him $20.
"Thanks Alex," he said, handing the money to him.
"Anytime," Alex replied, as he entered his room. And Nick and I made our way out to the party.

February 14, 2008
Today is cupid day. Valentine's Day. Every year, I mostly hate it. Why? Because I never have a Valentine. But, this year was special because I got Nick.

Nothing really happen throughout the months. Just Thanksgiving, Aaron's and Angel's Birthday, Christmas (no mistletoe there, Thank God), New Year's, AJ's and Nick's Birthday. I made Nick dinner on his birthday. God, does he eat! But, of course, since it WAS his birthday, we did it . . . again.

So, now, it's Valentine's Day. Even though I have Nick, I'm still in my crummy mood.

"I hate Valentine's Day," I mumbled. "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it."
"Why so blue, babe?" Nick asked, putting his arms around me.
I pushed him off of me. "Don't start, Carter."
"Aw, c'mon, baby. It's Valentine's Day."
I groaned when he said that. He was about to get closer, to kiss me, but I pushed him away again. I got up and went to the kitchen to do the dishes.
He followed me. He put his hands on my waist and said, "You know . . . I love it when a woman is aggressive with me."
I groaned again and laughed. "Aye, Nickolas, por favor." ("Oh, Nickolas, please.")
"Fine, have it your way, then," he said and began sucking my neck, causing me to jump.
"Nick!" I shrilled.
"What?" he said innocently. "Baby, why are you so blue? Be honest, babe."
I looked at him. "Oh, I don't know!"
"C'mon, baby, something's bothering you. What is it?"
"I don't know," I repeated. I honestly did not know. "Honest."
He sighed. "Well, ok, since you're sure. But, remember I'll be here when you need me." He began to walk away.
"Nick," I said, making him stop in his tracks, "show me how much you love me."
He turned around, and I saw a smile on his face. He walked back to me and kissed my lips. His hands massaged my hips and I leaned on him, feeling relaxed. I moaned in his lips.
"Te amo," I heard him say. ("I love you.")
My heart skipped a beat when he said that. I pulled back and looked at him.
He smiled, as he tried to say, "Te amo . . . mucho." ("I love you . . . a lot.")
I smiled, "Yo te amo tambien mucho mucho." ("I love you, too, a lot a lot.")
He carried me into my bedroom. And he kissed me once more before we made sweet, "Valentine's Day" love.

April 17, 2008
Mid-Afternoon
Today's Izzy's 18th birthday! Well, this is nice; she's legal and I'm not. Well, whatever. My time's coming up. If you wanna know, Nick and I have finally began our wedding plans. So far, we're up to . . . umm . . . we need the date. We don't know when to do it. I told him I wanted it to be in a beach, near sunset. So far, I'm thinking August is a good month. But then I'm thinking July, so it could be between Brian's and Leigh's anniversary and my birthday. Great, 3 more months till the wedding, and we're late on planning it. We're not even half way!

Nick and I were at Izzy's house, celebrating her birthday. Nick and I were standing, and I was leaning on him, with his arms around my waist. Of course, Danny was there, and he called for everyone's attention. Everyone quiet down, and he spoke.

"First of all, I'd like to say happy birthday to my baby." I saw Izzy blush when he said that. Dan continued, "And I have my gift right here with me. But, I gotta say a few things. Iz, I've loved you for so much for so long, and I hope you feel the same way. That's why I want to ask you . . . Will you marry me?"
Izzy and I gasped at the same time. A few people started at me and I quickly erased my embarrassment. Tears fell down her eyes as she tried to say "yes." When she finally did, it was audible to hear, but I saw her mouth it. He slipped the ring on her finger, and they kissed. Everyone clapped, as Nick kissed my cheek from behind and whispered, "Reminds me of us."
I smiled, nodded, and kissed his lips. "I love you."
He smiled, "I love you, too." And kissed me again.

Few Hours Later . . .
"Can you believe it? I'm engaged," Izzy said happily, staring at her engagement ring.
I smiled, "Yeah." I was speechless and still extremely happy for her.
"So, how's your plans coming along?" she asked, snapping me out of my daydream.
"Huh? Oh! Umm, we're working on it. You're my maid of honor!" I said.
"I better be," she laughed.
I stuck out my tongue at her. Someone knocked at the door. I looked at Izzy. She shrugged and went up to get the door. Our mouths dropped when we saw who it was . . . It was our old crush, . . . Llewellyn.
"Um, uh, L-Llewellyn, w-what are you doing here?" I asked, immediately getting up.
"Matilda invited me," he said. Matilda is Izzy's cousin, who was in the same class as him.
My eyes were wide. "Ugh, . . . Matilda!" I screamed. "Where is she?"
"Um, she's downstairs," Llewellyn replied.
I groaned.
"So, um, whatcha been up to?"
"We're engaged," Izzy and I said in unison. We looked at one another when we said that, then turned back to Llewellyn.
"Oh!" Llewellyn said. "Well, . . ."
"Goodbye!" I said, pushing him out and closing the door. "Phew!"
"Why'd you do that for?" Izzy asked.
"Um, hello?! He'll find out we got white boys!" I told her. "Everyone else will find out, and I'm not ready to tell the world about Nick!"
"The whole world already knows!" Izzy replied.
"They don't!" I said.
Llewellyn knocked on the door again.
I opened it and said, "Party's over. Bye!" I closed it again and locked it. I groaned, "I'm tired. I need my Nicky."
I went to the kitchen and saw Nick there. I smiled. I walked over to him and kissed his neck. "Promise me you won't leave me?"
He turned around. "Didn't I already promised that? Of course not, baby. Not even for an extra billion dollars."
I smiled, and we kissed.

April 19, 2008
12pm
Nick and I were in California. I know what you're thinking . . . "Why are you in Cali?" Well, Nick wanted to take me to his Santa Monica house, so here we are! Just as I suspected, it was like a family house, meaning it was a big house in which all the Carters' would live in. It's a weird experience because I've never been to Cali before. The thing that I liked the most was all the attention I was getting from guys. Nearly, every college-looking guy stopped and stared at me, like I was from a foreign country! I guess they knew I was "Nick Carter's fianceé" and they probably thought I was hott, but, hey! I loved the attention. Nick was giving them the body-language of "she's mine."

At the house, I found the rock station and turned up the volume on a good oldie, Chevelle's "The Red." I made pretend I was a rock guitarist and played my "invisible" guitar. I ended up on the floor, still playing my "guitar." The song ended, and I saw Nick standing there.

"How long have you been there?" I asked, sitting on the counter stall in the kitchen.
"Long enough," he said, sitting next to me with a can of soda in his hand.
I pouted, "You gotta help me, too, Mister." I meant about the wedding plans.
"I know. I'm sorry, baby," he apologized.
"You're lucky I fell for you, Nickolas," I said.
"Whatta mean?"
"You're lucky I fell for you, and I had the idea of going to your house 2 years ago."
"Yeah . . . Thanks for thinking of that, babe."
"You owe me, major," I said.
He sighed. "I'll give you anything you want. What is it?"
"5 kids," I said, smiling.
He laughed, "Deal."
"Ooh, and something else," I said, remembering.
He groaned, "More?"
"You gotta be my date for the prom."
He smiled, "Done."
"Good," I said. "Now, the wedding . . . I'm thinking July. What do you think?"
"Pick a number from 1 to 32," Nick told me suddenly.
"Um, 18."
"Good, July the 18th, it is then."
I laughed. "Aye, aye, cap'n," I said, writing the date down.

Then, 3 Doors Down's "When I'm Gone" came on the radio, and there was total silence. I remembered that I gave Nick to hear the song the day I wanted to commit suicide. I wrote down more stuff on the wedding when he spoke.

"Ally," he began, "I don't know what I'd do if you were gone. Baby, why would you want to commit suicide?"
"My life was nearly over," I told him, still scribbling on the paper. "With you gone, I would have nothing." I couldn't look at him. "My life is over without you. I am nothing without you. Nothing matters to me. Only you."
I noticed he was looking at me, but I didn't look back. Quickly, he cupped my face in his hands and kissed me.
"Don't leave me," I heard him say.
"It's not on my list, so I don't plan to."

April 26, 2008
Today, the girls and I decided to go to the mall to get my prom dress for prom night, that is about a month away. We were also looking at the wedding dresses. But, we were still at the house. Why? Because Nick wanted to pay for the dresses, but I refused.

"No, Nick, I don't want you to think that I'm like 'them,'" I tried to explain to him. When I said "them," of course, I meant Willa, Isabelle, and his other girlfriends.
"Baby, I know you ain't like them, but lemme just do you a favor and buy the wedding dress."
"But, Nicky, you're already paying for everything else," I whined.
"Baby, . . ."
"But, . . ."
"No, buts," he told me. "I'm paying for it, and that's final."
"Fine," I said, sounding a bit mad. I wasn't really mad. I just didn't want him to think I want money. My arms were wrapped around on my chest, as I had a face of a bit anger.
"Baby," Nick said, as he began to bring me towards him, "I love you, and you love me . . ." He cupped my face in his hands, and continued, ". . . I know you will never betray me like they did. Babygirl, I just everything to be perfect on our wedding day. I want to make you happy."
"Nicky, you already made me happy," I told him. "I'm marrying the man of my dreams. Everything IS perfect."
He gave me a quick peck on my lips. "You're still taking the credit card."
I groaned.
He laughed, "Enjoy yourself, babygirl, 'cause you know I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too, bebe." (" . . ., baby.") I began walking out the door to BJ's car, where all the girls were waiting for me, when Nick caught my attention yet again.
"And be careful with the guys here in Cali. I've been watching them watching you," he said.
"I'll tell the girls to protect me," I told him, getting the in the car. I closed the door, and when BJ was about to get out of the driveway, Nick came out.
She groaned, "God, when is he gonna stop?"
I laughed, putting my window down.
"Sorry guys," Nick explained. "Just needed to say bye to my baby." His head entered the car, and he kissed me. About 20 seconds later, Leslie broke the kiss.
"Could we go now? Nick, it's not like she's leaving you forever," she said.
"I know, but I gotta say bye!" he replied. "Ok, now go before I take her again."
"Don't worry, babe. When I come back, you WILL be able to take me," I told him, winking, as BJ drove out of the driveway, and I waved goodbye.

We were at the mall. We were getting a lot of attention. Why? Because of me. Some guys would even get close to me, . . . well, they would try. We were looking at the prom dresses for me. I told them that I want one that is pink because it reflects my skin. I was about to move to another side to look at the other pink prom dresses, but I bumped into someone.

"Oops, sorry," I said, not looking at the person.
"Ally?" the person said.
I looked up. Oh, my God . . . "F-Frankie?"
"Hey. What's up?" Ok, yeah . . . Can you actually believe I bumped into my old crush actor, Frankie Muniz? Whoa.
"Um, n-nothing. Uh, how did you know my name?"
"I can't tell you. That person and I promised not to say anything."
I groaned. "Ugh, fine."
"So, I . . . guess you're looking for a prom dress," he said.
"Um, yeah . . . What's up with you?" I said, a bit uneasy. "Ok, no. You can't do this. You're getting married . . . with Nick!" I told myself.
"Nothing. Um, do you, uh . . . like later you wanna go to the food court?"
"Yeah, sure." What?! No! What are you doing?!
"Cool, I'll meet you there at . . ." He looked at his watch, ". . . 3, k?"
"Um, yeah sure," I smiled.
He kissed my cheek and walked away.
"Ugh, what have I done?" I mumbled to myself.
"So, like who was that?" Angel said.
My head popped up. "Frankie Muniz."
"The actor? Hold on. Back up, he kissed your cheek. What's up?" she said, with her arms crossed on her chest.
"Um, he . . . I'm was gonna ask him for an autograph, and he was just being sweet," I lied.
She looked at me.
I groaned. "Ok, ok. He invited me for lunch. Please don't tell anyone."
"Lunch, huh?" she said. "I don't think it's only gonna be lunch."
"Ok, look, I'll blow him off after lunch, happy?" I said, already getting a little aggravated.
"Geez, sorry, for making you're day awful," she said, walking away.
I just groaned. "My life is near to over."

30 Minutes Later . . .
Even after the blow off of Angel, I felt like I didn't want Nick's money to buy the prom dress, but I had to. If I didn't he would start questioning me, which will bring Frankie into the picture. I told the girls that I'd walk home by myself. I was too ashamed with myself. The girls left earlier, and I went to the food court and looked for Frankie. I sighed as I noticed he was late. I bought myself pizza and sat down on a table. "Why now?" I thought. "Why does Frankie have to come in my life now?"

"Hey," Frankie said, sitting down across from me and interrupting my thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, hey."
"Am I interrupting you in something?"
"What? N-No, o-of course not."
"So, um, what brings you here to LA? I've heard that you live in New York."
"God, what are you? My stalker?" I told him, laughing.
He laughed.
"Na, just shopping for prom dress," I answered.
"Oh . . . Um, you got a date?"
"Yeah, my fiance."
"Oh," he said, sounding a bit disappointed.
"Um, yeah. Ooh, look at the time. I gotta go . . . home," I said, standing up. It was 4:30.
"Would you like me to take you?"
"Uh, o-ok. I guess," I said.
"Cool, um, this way."
I followed him to the parking lot and into his car. He opened the door for me and I got in. I told him to leave me at the corner, so the Carters', especially Nick, wouldn't get suspicious.
"Well, I guess you should go," Frankie said.
"Um, yeah."
"Ally?"
I looked at him, "Hmm?"
"Could I have your number? I mean, like we could stay friends, right?"
"Yeah, uh, here's my cell phone number." I gave it to him. If you're wondering, my parents bought it for me.
"Thanks," he said, leaning in forward and kissing me. After a few seconds, Frankie pulled back.
"Well, um, see you later."
"Um, y-yeah," I said, getting out of the car, feeling uncomfortable.
"Bye," he said, and drove off.
"Oh, my God," I thought. "What have I done?"

I entered the house, sighing and feeling tired.

"Hey baby," Nick said, greeting me with a kiss.
He made me smile. "Hey," I said, barely audible to hear.
"What's wrong?" he said, putting his finger on my chin causing me to be in the same level as him.
"Nothing, I'm just tired," I said, sighing again.
"Ok. You got your dress?"
I nodded. "I'll show you upstairs."

We walked upstairs, with Angel giving me an evil glare. I sighed. "Life sucks," I murmured.
"It sure does," Nick said, laying down on the bed.
I laughed. "You always know how to make me smile."
"Hey, I try. I was born to make you happy."
"'Cause, baby, I was born to make you happy . . . Born to make you happy," I sang.
"Ever thought of the music biz?"
"Um, no thanks. I suck."
"No, you don't. Just a few singing lessons, and you're set."
"Cool, but . . . na."
"Ok . . . Put on your dress, please? I wanna see you in it."
"Ok, but then I want a massage."
"Okie dokie," he said as I took of my shirt.
There was a moment of silence, and I noticed it was kinda disturbing Nick. I noticed him wandering my body through his eyes . . . eager to touch my skin.
"Come . . . Help me," I said.
"Ok," he said, getting up immediately and helping me put on the dress.
"Help me," I sang. "Figure out the difference between right and wrong, weak and strong. Day and night, where I belong." He turned me around, so that I was facing him.
"Help me make the right decisions. Know which way to turn, lessons to learn, and just what is my purpose is here . . .," we sang, but were cut off by our lips joining together. Later on, Nick and I were on the bed, deeply drowned into our kiss . . . And well, . . . we made love once again.

About 3 Hours Later . . .
7:30pm
The Carters' and I went to dinner at a local, fancy restaurant. The food was great and the ruined day got better . . . until he appeared yet again.

"Hey, Ally," the voice said. No please, not him . . . Frankie.
"Oh, hey!" I said, thinking, "What are you doing here? You're so not suppose to be here . . ."
"Um, what are you doing here?" he asked.
"Oh, um, I'm with my future in-laws and fiance; family dinner. And I was just on my way to the bathroom," I said, almost running to the restroom.
I ran into the bathroom. "In-laws my ass," I thought. "After I tell Nick, I will never see them again." I knew I had to tell Nick, and I will. Maybe not now, but I will. After I was done checking myself in the mirror, I walked back out to the table. I saw a familiar guy dressed in a suit. "Not again!" I thought.
"Hey Ally," Nick said, "This is Frankie. Ya no, the actor. I heard you had a crush on him."
I thought, "Oh no, now he knows I like him."
"Um, yeah . . . I came across him in the bathroom," I told Nick. "I am so busted," I thought. "This is the end."

May 22, 2008
The night of the family dinner, with Frankie, was again uncomfortable. Before we left to go home, Frankie pulled me a side, and told me, "I really like you, Ally. Please be mine," with that he kissed my neck, and I walked away . . . Not saying anything to him. Frankie has called me a few times. I noticed he wanted to talk like "mushy-gushy" . . . You know, like how boyfriends and girlfriends talk, "I love you," and such. I completely avoided him when he tried. I feel like punishing myself for betraying Nick. When I was young, I thought I'd never do this to him . . . I feel like killing myself . . . Not that I would try to do it again! But, I mean like stay away from Nick; I think that would be the best thing.

Today was the prom night. I was kinda nervous, but Nick was with me through everything. Nick got me limousine . . . again. He said it was "our private limo." By the way, yes, we did make-out on the way to the place the prom was held. Everything was going right; I smiled to that. When we got there, we were greeted by Izzy.

"Dude, killer outfit," she told me.
"Major. Look at yours," I said, commenting hers.
"Thanks. Too bad Danny's not here to see me."
"He isn't? What happen?" I asked her.
"I don't know. He said he couldn't come. Something's up with his fam," Izzy said, a bit sad. "But, I got a date, and he's a cutie, too."
"Really? Well, don't go cheating on Dan now," Nick said.
"I won't. Ooh, here he is," Izzy said, . . . getting my worst nightmare.
"Frankie!" Nick said, going to his side to give him a hug.
"Nick! Wassup, man?" Frankie said, returning the hug.
I just stood there, petrified and scared.
Frankie came to me. He hugged me. "Hey, gorgeous," he whispered, kissing my cheek.
I gulped. "Hey," I tried to say.
He just smiled and went to Izzy.
"C'mon, let's sit," Nick said, grabbing my hand to leading me to a table.

We sat and talked, basically about anything that was in our heads. I noticed Frankie staring at me . . . looking at me. He smiled, showing desire. I just made a small smile back. When the prom was almost over, there was a slow song on. I wanted to dance with Nick. I was going to ask him, but Frankie came into the picture.

"Could I have this dance?" he asked.
I looked at Nick. He had the face saying, "Go ahead."
I sighed, got up and holding his hand, made it to the dance floor. He and I swayed to the music. I looked at Nick talking to Izzy. In the middle of the song, Frankie whispered in my ear, "I know it's too soon, but Ally, slowly, I'm falling in love with you. I feel like I need you everyday." He breathed and kissed my neck slowly. My head rested on his shoulder. He smothered my neck and shoulder with kisses. I stood there, motionless, about to cry thinking and knowing that Nick and I wouldn't be together in the future. I sucked up my tears and acted as if everything was ok, but Nick noticed.

"Ally? You ok, baby?"
I nodded.
"You sure?"
I nodded again.
"I love you, k, babygirl?"
I nodded one more time. "I love you, too."
He cupped my face in his hands and looked at me. I looked back at him. He kissed me passionately. Tonight will definitely be a night I'd never forget.

June 20, 2008
Late Afternoon
Around 5pm
We were in back home in Florida. Ah, it's good to be home. Nick and I were in the backyard looking out at the ocean with the sunset appearing in the sky. I love these romantic moments with Nick. They're always so . . . special. But, unfortunately, it'll be my last. Why? Because tonight I will tell Nick about Frankie.

Frankie and I kissed a few times before we both lost each other. We . . . He kept contact with me. He called me. I never called him. I sighed; it's the end . . . I got up from Nick's grasp and he spoke.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he said softly.
I began to cry quietly and softly.
"Ally, . . .," he said, cupping my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him.
I tried so hard not to look in his eyes, but it was impossible. "Nicky, I . . ."
He waited.
Turning away form his grasp, I said, "I can't marry you. I'm sorry."
He stood quiet. I could tell he was looking at me, but I couldn't face him.
"I . . . I can't marry you and have the thought of me cheating on you in my head forever."
He continued to stay quiet, and I continued my explanation.
"It was Frankie. We kissed a few times. I'm sorry, Nick. I'm sorry you thought I was the one . . . I thought so, too, but I guess I wasn't. If you want me to pack and leave, I understand, Nick. I would have done the same." I turned around. His face had no emotions. He began to speak once again.
"No, you shouldn't be saying that . . . I should and I'm sorry," he said.
"Nick, what are you talking about?" I asked confused, my tears drying up.
"Ally, I . . . It was a set up."
"WHAT?!" I said, beginning to get angry.
"Baby, please don't be mad. I-I'll make it up to you. I-I promise."
"Nickolas, explain," I said sternly.
"I . . . The reason why I set you up was because I didn't know if I could trust you," he said the last 3 words quietly.
"Y-You don't trust me?" I said, not believing what he's saying. "Nick, I trusted you!"
"Look, I know. And I'm sorry," he said, on his knees. "Please tell me you still love me. Please don't tell me this'll affect the wedding."
I looked at him, with my arms crossed on my chest. "It won't," I told him. "You're lucky I still love you, BUT! I will have to think about you're punishment."
"Oh, thank you!" he exclaimed, getting up from his knees. He was about to kiss me when I stopped him.
"No kissing, touching, or any other hand stuff till after the marriage," I told him.
"What?! Aw, c'mon baby, please? Just at least kissing."
"No," I told him. "This is your punishment."
He groaned.
"You want it to be longer?"
"No," he replied and sighed as I walked away.

"Does that mean we have separate beds?" Nick asked me when we got inside the house.
"Mm-hmm," I nodded.
He groaned again. "Baby, stop it, please, you're killing me."
"I don't care. You didn't trust me," I said simply.
"Baby, . . ."
"No," I said, closing my room door in his face. I know that was a little harsh, but hey! He deserved it . . . Not trusting me, how could he? Set me up like that. Wait a minute . . . How did he know I had a crush on Frankie? And who gave Frankie my information? Only one person knew this aside from my parents . . . Izzy. Isn't it kinda like betrayal? I mean Izzy helped Nick on this. I called her up to find out more information.
"Dude," I greeted her. "Nick's punished. I know you told him. Explain."
"Uh, whatta wanna know?" she asked.
"Everything, spill."
"Nick told me it was a prank for you or something like that, so I gave him your info."
"Did you know I kissed Frankie?"
"Frankie? THE Frankie? Ha, yeah right," she laughed.
"Dude, I'm serious. Nick set me up, and Frankie got my number and all from you."
"And ya'll kissed? Sure, hun, sure."
"Don't believe me then."
"Yo, you got a come-back for Nick?"
I thought about a little comeback . . . When it came to my head, I smiled devilishly, "Yeah, come over here. For this, I need you."
"Okie dokie," she replied. "When?"
"Oh, I don't know. How about like in 3 or 4 days?"
"K. Peace."
"Bye," I said and hung up. I had a good feeling about the prank I'll do for Nick. It's payback time, baby. Payback like your song.

June 24, 2008
1pm
Izzy was here. Nick went to go to visit the Carters'. I narrowed the punishment down, so that he could only kiss me 5 times a day.

"Please, baby? Lemme kiss you . . . Don't torture us like this," Nick said, earlier today. It's true I was torturing . . . us. I needed him, too.
"Ok," I replied, getting close to him to get a kiss.
He instead nearly pushed me against the wall and kissed me hungrily. We made-out for a few minutes. It was getting so deep that he moaned.
"God, Ally," he said, moaning, "I missed you, babygirl . . ." God! I should do this more often! LoL
Before it got carried away, I pushed him back. "Nick, . . . no more."
He sighed, "Ok, I love you." He kissed me goodbye and left. I melted when he said that and sighed happily.

So, whatever . . . I was in my room, telling Izzy my idea.
"So whatta think?" I asked.
"Very intelligent. Hardcore! It's hott," she complimented me.
I smiled, "And now, I gotta tell the others."

I went downstairs and Izzy followed. I called the sex expert . . . AJ.
"Hey Sarah," I greeted Sarah. "Can I talk to AJ?"
I waited till AJ got on the phone. Finally, he did.
"Hello, Sex Expert here, solving all your problems on the topic sex, how may I help you?"
I laughed, "J, it's Ally."
"Ooh, an unexpected customer . . . or is it family matters?"
"Well, it's kinda both," I laughed.
"Ooh, double the price . . . What can I do for ya, babe?"
"Well, I'll tell you as soon as you get here."
"Aw, ok . . . Bring the other guys?"
"You know it."
"K, bye. See ya," he said, hanging up.
I hung up. "First, spread news, then the fun begins," I told Izzy excitedly.

1 Hour Later . . .
2pm
Everyone got here about an hour later. I told them about Nick's little prank and they were disgusted. I was now telling them my idea.

"I'm thinking of making a bachelor party for Nick . . .," I began, but was interrupted by the guys cheering. I laughed and continued. "But! AJ, you'll say it was that you planned it. And also you guys will have strippers." The guys roared. "Whoa, whoa, whoa . . . we are going to be the strippers." The guys' cheering decreased. Sarah, Leigh, and Kris, looked at them. They cheered again. I laughed. "But, Nick is not suppose to know that it is me."
"How are we gonna do that?" AJ asked.
"Sarah, Leigh, Kris, and Izzy'll make me a kind of make-over," I explained. "And as a stripper, I need a name. I have a few, like Seductive Sammy, Horny Harmony, and umm . . . Arousing Andy."
"Ooh, very good choices," AJ complimented me. "My favorite's between Horny Harmony and Seductive Sammy."
"I like Harmony," Brian said.
"Sammy," Howie said.
"Whoa, Howie!" I said. Isn't he suppose to be the quiet one?
"What?" He said innocently.
I just laughed.
Everyone looked at Kevin . . . "Sammy."
"Good, so Sammy, it is," I said. "Well, I need a few new clothes, Sarah, Leigh, Kris, and Izzy'll high-light my hair red and do the rest of the make-over; I guess that's it."
"Good. Now, c'mon, girl! We gotta go shoppin'!" AJ said, dragging me out the door.
I grabbed my car keys quickly. "See ya'll later!" I said to everyone inside. "If Nick comes home, tell him I went shopping!"

30 Minutes Later . . .
AJ took me to the mall. We went to all the sexy-outfit stores. The guy was nearly killing me!

"How about this one?" He said, showing me a see-through lingerie. "As a guy, I'd enjoy this."
I laughed, "Aye Dios, AJ." ("Oh God, . . .")
"What? I believe you'd look hott in it."
I looked at the lingerie; it was red. "How 'bout I wear something under it? Like a . . .," I thought for a moment.
"Thong?" AJ suggested.
"AJ!" I nearly screamed. My God is he killing me.
"What?" he said again innocently. "Thongs are the best. C'mon, buy it . . . Nick'll be VERY surprised." He knew I wanted to surprise Nick; I can't wait to see Nick's face when he finds out it was me under all that horniness.
I gave in to AJ. "Fine," I said, grabbing the thong.
"Yay!" He cheered.
I groaned as I paid for the clothes . . . with my money.

Nick is gonna have the surprise of his life when he finds out it was me . . . wearing the outfit. He knows I'm the "closed" type of person, just like him, insecured about their body. But, my prank, or as AJ calls it, "Operation: Sex," will be bigger than Nick's. Don't you just love revenge sometimes?

**RATED PG-13**

30 Minutes Later . . .
2:45pm
AJ drove into the driveway.

"AJ, slow down," I told him, as I saw Nick's car in the driveway.
He obeyed. "So, how are we gonna get the stuff inside?"
I thought quickly, "Umm . . . through the back door. I'll open it."
"K," AJ said, as I got out of the car.
I was close to the door, when I heard Nick whine, "Where is she?" I heard everyone try to control him. "She's getting you a present, Nick," I heard Brian say. I opened the door.
"Baby!" Nick screamed, running towards me, hugging, and kissing me all over.
"I missed you, too," I told Nick, smiling.
"I missed you soooo much," Nick said, like a 7-year-old.
"I know, baby, I know," I said and kissed his lip lightly.
"Where's my present?" He asked suddenly.
"You'll get it a week before the wedding," I told him, going to upstairs. I gave everyone else a sign to go help AJ with the stuff.
Nick followed me, "Aw, that's a long time!"
"Oh, well, I guess you'll have to be patient," I told him, getting a shirt from the drawer.
He pouted.
"Not gonna work, hun," I told him.
"Aw, ok, fine," he said, as his arms were placed around my waist. Soon after, he began kissing me neck. I tried so hard not to moan, but I did.
"See?" he whispered, continuing to kiss my neck. "You want me; I know you do. You're just as desperate as I am."
I stood up straight. I got my strength back. "But, I'm keeping my word," I told him, taking off my shirt. "I guess I could practice a bit and make him desperate," I thought evilly. I took off my bra, and Nick stared at me, amazed.
"A-Ally," he tried to say.
"Yes, Nickolas?" I said, facing him. He stared at my breasts. I chuckled evilly to myself.
He gulped, walking towards me, with his hands stretched out, "C-Can I?"
While putting on my shirt, I stared at the bulge in his pants. Mission succeeded. "What did I say, Nickolas?"
He groaned. "Please? Please, please, please?" he begged.
"No," I said, going downstairs. I quickly gave the guys downstairs a sign to asking if everything was hidden. They gave me the thumbs up sign. I nodded.
"C'mon, please?" Nick begged.
Everyone laughed at Nick. I laughed a bit, too.
"What?" Nick said, confused.
"Hey Kaos, what's that?" AJ said, still laughing and pointing at the bulge in his pants.
Nick looked down, "Um, I'll be right back." He ran back upstairs, while the others and I laughed.

July 4, 2008
11pm
Everything was going fine. The two good things that happen was that I got accepted to University of Tennessee (No, it's not in Tennessee; it's a college near Marathon), which is 34 minutes away, and I was going to work at Sloppy Joe's. Nick asked the manager, Chris Mullins, if I could, and he accepted. I start in September right after school.

Today was Independence Day. Ah, only 2 more weeks and Nick and I are married. The time came so fast. I remember the times of waiting for the big day. Ooh, talking about the wedding, everything is set. We're getting married in a private beach area. We made the reservations and got the cake. It was chosen personally by Nick and I. I got my dress, but Nick hasn't seen it.

We were out in the backyard, on N'Control, watching the fireworks from the ocean. Nick's arm was on my shoulders, and I cuddled up next to him.

"Can you believe it's in 2 weeks?" Nick said suddenly.
"No," I replied looking at the fireworks. "In my opinion, it's unbelievable."
"It sure is."
"I also still can't believe that it's you I'm marrying," I told him, smiling.
"Well, I can't believe that I found my dreamgirl." He looked at me. "And it's you," with that Nick kissed me. I smiled, kissing him back. I pulled back on our kiss. Nick was about to question me when I put my finger on his lips. "Just look into my eyes," I told him. "Tell me what do you see." While he stared at mine, I did the same with his. We stared into each other's eyes for a few minutes until Nick spoke. "I see a shining light," he said, still staring in my eyes. "It's telling me that I found the right person. I found home." He smiled.
I looked into his. "I see the same thing," I told him, as a smiled appeared on my lips. It's true; I too had found home.

July 11, 2008
1 more day and my prank will be achieved. About 3 days ago, I began to live with Sarah and AJ. You know, you usual "Bride must be away from Groom days before the wedding" thing. Nick, of course, complained about it being a week instead of about 4 or 3 days.

"Aw, c'mon," he complained. "Why a week? Baby, I'll die."
"Nicky, there is always contact by phone," I tired to explain to him.
"That's not enough," he pouted. "I wanna be near you, babygirl. It hurts to be away from you."
"Aw, that's so sweet," I thought. I smiled at him, "I promise, baby. Before you know it, you'll see me again." I kissed him lightly on his lips.
He kissed me back, "I'll miss you."
I smiled again, "I'll miss you, too, papi." We kissed one more time, and I was on my way to Sarah and AJ's.

So, I was at Sarah and AJ's. AJ went Nick's house to keep him company. Leigh, Kris, Sarah, and Izzy were fixing my hair and high-lighting some strands red. I, in the meantime, was reading old magazines of Nick and all. Yes, he is my only entertainment . . . LoL I would ask them questions about Nick starting with words, "Did you know Nick did . . . ?" Sarah would say either, "Yes, I know," or "Really?" actually making pretend she was amazed. AJ came back when we were done.

"DAMN! Is that really Ally? Girl, you look hott!" AJ complimented me, licking his lips.
Sarah looked at him.
" . . . But, you know, I got Sarah," AJ nodded, putting his arm on her shoulders.
I laughed, "Yes, AJ, I know and I got Nick."
"So, how's Nick?" Izzy asked, changing the subject.
"Ah, he's cool, but he's kinda going crazy, since he misses you, Ally," AJ said. "Oh, brief message for you . . ." He cleared his throat, took out a note and read it out loud, "'I love you, I miss you, I'm glad you're mine 'cause I don't know what I would do without you, and . . . I love you with all my heart. I'm so happy it's you I'm marrying. And that you are the one person for me who I could call my soulmate.'"
Once again, my heart melted. I smiled.
"Ally, are you crying?" Leigh said, walking towards me and taking away my tears.
I laughed, still crying and hugged her. I didn't even notice I was crying!
"Aw," she said.
I laughed again a bit.
"Yeah, hello, Nick?" AJ said, talking to Nick on the phone. " . . . Did you know Ally's crying at the little message you sent for me to give her? Yeah, ok . . . He's wants to talk to you." AJ handed me the phone.
"Hey, baby," Nick greeted me. "AJ said you were crying. Is it true?"
I nodded as if he was next to me. "Yes," I tried to say.
He chuckled, "Well, baby, don't worry only one more week, and I see you again."
I nodded again and thought, "Nope, tomorrow."
" . . . I love you, k?" Nick finished.
"I love you, too," I smiled. "Te amo, chulo." ("I love you, baby.")
"Te amo, mami, bye," Nick said, and hung up. (Oh, you know right? LoL)
I just wanted to scream . . . of happiness. Just a few more hours and the prank is unleashed.

Next Day . . .
July 12, 2008
10pm
Ah, finally my day has come. Only a few more minutes and I'll be off to Nicky's house. AJ'll meet the guys at Nick's. D, Kev, and B-Rok are already at Nick's. They were contacting each other through a walkie-talkie.

"This is Red, what's up, Blue?" AJ said, referring "Blue" to Brian.
"This is Code Blue. Roger that. Green is impatient about Female Red and wants to talk to her," I heard Brian say; he was referring "Female Red," of course, to me. "Operation: Sex is still at large."
"Copy, Blue, I copy," AJ replied.
"Alert, alert, Code Red. Green will call home. Alert!" B-Rok warned.
The phone rang. AJ told me to get it.
"Baby, I miss you. I can see you again, please? Can I go over? I need you, baby," Nick whined.
"Yo se, chulo. Yo tambien," I told him. ("I know, baby. Me, too.") "But, there's nothing we could do. I hope you have fun tonight at the bachelor party."
"I hope so, too," Nick said sarcastically.
"I got to go," I told Nick. "I love you."
"I love you, too. Bye," he said.
"Bye," I told him and hung up. I smiled mischievously at AJ.
"Blue, this is Code Red . . . Operation: Sex will succeed. Meet you in at 11."

Nick's House
11:15pm
We were in front of Nick's door. AJ had his arms around my shoulders. I was wearing a big, puffy, leopard jacket and under it, I was wearing the lingerie and stuff. The girls put make-up on me, hoping Nick won't recognize me. Nick was suppose to be surprised that AJ brought a "stripper," so he did not answer the door. Instead, it was Kevin.

"Go inside; he's all ready for ya," Kev whispered to me.
I nodded.

Entering the house, I heard Nick laugh. "Ah," I thought, "it'll be nice to be in his arms again . . . Even though, he won't know it's me." Howie went over to Izzy to make pretend she was HIS stripper. Yes, Izzy still is getting married to Danny, but we do have to make this prank work, right? Anyway, they won't do anything.

"Yo, Kaos," AJ called out as we walked into the room. "Look at what I brought ya . . ."
I saw Nick's face. A little sorrow appeared because it wasn't me. I decided to make this night MORE interesting.
While Nick was walking towards me, I greeted seductively, "Are you Mr. Carter?"
I noticed Nick was taken aback. "Yes, I am," Nick answered. "But, you could call me Nick."
"We have business to do, Mr. Carter," I said sexily. "I believe you understand that, correct?"
"We do?" Nick asked a bit confused.
I turned to AJ. "You didn't say anything to Mr. Carter, Mr. McLean?" I said, winking. I knew I was doing an excellent job for AJ was getting attracted. I looked at Sarah and gave her a look to help AJ with the attractiveness.
"I believe he did," Sarah said.
I turned back to Nick. "So, we do . . . Oh dear, naughty me. I forgot to introduce myself. Mr. Carter, I am Seductive Sammy," I told him.
"Well, Nick, we better be going," Brian said, patting Nick on the back.
"Where're you going? What about the party?" Nick asked, following everyone to the door.
"We're leaving, Nick. You have business to do," Brian answered.
"Brian," Nick began. "Guys, what about Ally?"
"Don't worry," Howie said. "She's with Izzy."
"Bye," AJ said, closing the door.

**RATED R**

I heard Nick sigh and walk back to the living room where I was. He entered the room and looked at me. I looked back at him.

"Well, Mr. Carter, what now?"
"Nothing," Nick said. "Aren't you hot with that jacket? You can take it off."
"Certainly, Mr. Carter. Thank you," I said, taking off my jacket slowly.
I noticed Nick was being uneasily, when he noticed my see-through, red lingerie and thong.
Nick cleared his throat, "Um, so, uh, you're a stripper . . ."
"Infact, yes. I can see you're eager, Mr. Carter, but won't show it," I said, noticing he was hard through his leather pants.
Nick made a fake cough, trying so hard to remain calm.
I walked over to him, putting my hands under his shirt and letting them travel up and down his body. "Mr. Carter, stop holding yourself in. Relax, come out . . . Show me what you got," I whispered sexily. I walked up the steps of the stairs. I felt his presence behind me as I walked up and to his room. I smiled to this. I had Nick in the palm of my hand.
When we reached the bedroom, I walked to the stereo in his room.
"Lay down, Mr. Carter. Let me pleasure you," I told him. I put "Miss America" on the stereo, to repeat.
Nick laid down. I smiled at him mischievously. He just looked at me . . . completely attracted and amazed by my new, unknown identity. I kissed his lips softly, before stripping him off of his clothes. Once he was completely naked in front of me, I kissed him passionately, making him drown into the kiss. My plan worked, for while kissing him, I had tied him against the bedposts. When I stopped kissing him, to get for air, he looked at me strangely.
"I told you, Mr. Carter," I reminded him. "I want to pleasure you, which means I have control."
Nick fought a few times, trying to break loose his hands.
Smiling, I looked into his dark blue eyes . . . They were fulled with something, and I knew what it was . . . lust and desire. I kissed him softly again and made my way down his neck to his chest. I heard him moan. I got to the lower part of his body. I held him and looked up to see his face. He looked back at me wanting, no . . . needing a release. I smiled mischievously at him. He laid his head against the pillow, and I sucked him. He moaned. I smiled again, sucking him harder and faster. He moaned, as if in pain. I stopped.
"Oh, God . . . Please, don't stop, Sammy, please," I heard Nick beg.
I responded by blowing his tip, causing him to shudder a bit.
"God, this feels so good," Nick moaned.
All his moaning and all aroused me . . . a bit too much. I had to make him come, so I could be pleasured. I began to suck him again. He moaned, of course, and came. I kissed his lips hard, giving him a sign that I wanted to be pleasured.
"Get on my face," Nick said, sounding like a command.
"Excuse me, Mr. Carter?" I said, breathing heavily and obviously very horny.
"Get on my face," he repeated.
"B-But, Mr. Carter, I'm suppose to pleasure you . . ."
Nick cut me off. "You will be pleasuring me if you do as I say."
Ya no, . . . all this aggressiveness . . . with Nick . . . makes me want him even more.
I smiled at him, "You're wish is my command, Mr. Carter." I climbed up his body placing my most inner parts of my body on his mouth. My legs were on each side of his face. I looked at him; he forced his tongue inside of me.
"Mr. Carter, I . . . Oh, Mr. Carter," I moaned.
He continued, but did it in a faster pace.
I grabbed his face, pushing him deeper. I gulped, "Mr. Carter, deeper, please. Oh God . . ."
He went deeper, and I came. I tried so hard not to scream out his name.
"N-Ni . . . Mr. Carter," I moaned loudly. God, dumb me! I nearly blew my cover!
I noticed when I was going to say his name, he looked at me. I closed my eyes immediately. Does he suspect or know it's me?

**RATED R**

I got off of Nick's face.
"Why did you . . . ?" It's my turn to cut him off.
"I came, you came, now we both come together," I told him.
"Are you on pills or something? 'Cause I got no condoms," Nick told me.
I smiled to myself, "Don't worry, Mr. Carter. I won't get pregnant . . . Even if I do, I don't go and ask for help from my clients." Wow, didn't I sound like a professional?
Nick sighed and said aggressively, "Untie me."
"Mr. Carter, . . ."
"I want to fuck you. Untie me."
I did what he said. Purposely, I put my breasts on his face. I felt him lick the valley between my breasts. While untying him, I moaned at the pleasure he gave me. I was done, but he managed to continue. He cupped one of my breasts in his hands and sucked it. My hands were tangled in his hair. I felt his other hand going down my body; I felt him push himself deep inside me.
"Mr. Carter, . . .," I moaned.
Nick flipped us over, making me in the bottom. "That's it, Sammy. Moan my name," Nick turned me on. He moaned, "God, you turn me on."
"Oh shit," I cursed, and repeated. "Oh shit . . . oh shit."
"Shh," Nick said, putting a finger on my lips. "Naughty, naughty. Don't curse, Sammy, no cursing."
I smiled. "I bet you'd enjoy this," I thought. "Oh, fuck me, Mr. Carter. Fuck me nice and hard," I told him.
"Ok, well, you could say that," he said, chuckling.
I laughed a little. My breathing got heavier and shorter again. "Mr. Carter, I'm . . . I'm . . .," I tried to say, but was interrupted by my cum flowing inside him.
Nick thrusted deeper and harder. "Make me cum," he repeated. "Make me cum . . . Ooh!"
I felt his cum flowing inside me. I sighed, trying to catch my breath. Nick kissed me. The kiss was different from anyone he's ever given me . . . For some reason, this kiss was breathtaking . . . literally.
"God, Sammy," Nick panted, in between breaths. ". . . You're amazing . . ." He kissed me hard again, while I was blinded by the song.

There's one thing you need to know
Oh, woman
You rock my world cause you're so
Beautiful

Miss America
Yes, that's what you are
Miss America
Take me where you are

Miss America
Yes, that's what you are
All my dreams they come true
When you do what you do,
I just gotta get next to you
Miss America
Take me where you are
In the land of the free
Make a prisoner of me
Close my eyes and you're all that I see
Miss America

I turned off the radio with the remote control and looked at Nick. He was sleeping and holding me. I smiled mischievously. I grabbed my hidden walkie-talkie . . .

"Operation: Sex accomplished . . . Head out."

That Afternoon . . .
July 13, 2008
1pm
(Nick's POV)
I woke up with a headache. I groaned and tried to remember what happen last night. Whatever it was, it hit me hard. I noticed I was naked. I looked at the other side of the bed. I saw a pillow. I groaned again. I fucked a stripper. I'm getting married in 5 days, and I cheated on my wife-to-be. I have to tell her before we get married. I know she'll flip out and all, but I'm gonna be an honest guy. You get rewards for being honest, right?

I went to the bathroom. Sammy . . . the stripper looked a lot like Ally. But, no way . . . Ally, would never be that horny or spontaneous, right? I had my boxers on and washed my face. I looked at myself in the mirror.

I sighed. "I really fucked up this time," I said to myself. I splashed my face with water. "I am so dead."

(Ally's POV)
I stretched my arms as soon as I opened my eyes. I smelled the air. Waffles, and toast. I smiled. What a beautiful day, don't you think? I went downstairs to greet AJ and Sarah.

"Hey guys," I smiled, sitting on a chair facing the table.
"Well, you're bright this morning. I wonder why," Sarah said, knowing.
I smiled at her, "It was a success!"
"I wonder how bad Nick is feeling," AJ said.
"Don't you think it's a bit harsh?" Sarah asked.
"What?! Of course not! This is all his fault. Sarah, if AJ played a prank on you, before you guys got married, like the one Nick did, what would you do?"
"Sorry, Ally. I'm not that type of guy," AJ said.
"That's true," Sarah said, kissing his lips.
I rolled my eyes, "But, what IF he did? Wouldn't you have done the same thing as me?"
"Well, yeah . . ., but not that harsh," Sarah replied.
"At least it's something," I mumbled.
"Whatever, eat your brunch," Sarah said, handing me the waffles and toast.
"Brunch?" I said.
"Well, obviously," she said. "It's, like, 1 in the afternoon."

4pm
The phone rang. I was in the living room watching TV. The phone rang again. I decided to pick it up since Sarah and AJ were probably busy.

"Hello," I said.
"Hey, baby." Well, look who it is . . . Mr. Carter.
"Hola," I greeted, smiling. ("Hello.")
"You miss me?" he said, a bit trembling.
"Of course, I miss you. Do you miss me?" I asked him.
"You don't know how much," he replied. "Um, baby, can I talk to AJ?"
"Aw, but I thought you wanted to talk to me," I said, pouting.
"I do, baby. But, I wanna talk to him, too," Nick said. "Please? I promise I'll talk to him fast, and then I'll talk to you, k?"
"Ok," I said, sounding disappointed. "I love you."
"I love you, too, babygirl." My body shivered when he said that. I haven't heard him call me that in a long time.
I smiled. "AJ!" I shouted. "Nick's on the phone!"

Now, time for a little eavesdropping.

(Nick's POV)
I was gonna ask AJ for advice on the problem.
"Waddup, Kaos?" AJ greeted me.
"I got a problem," I told him immediately.
"Obviously. That's the only time you call me."
"True, true. Anyway, I . . . Wait a minute, it's all your fault!" I shouted on the phone.
"'Bout what?" AJ said, playing dumb.
"You know! I fucked the stripper! That, that Sammy girl!"
"Was she good?" AJ asked.
I groaned, "I'm in the middle of a crisis, and you're asking me if she was good in bed?"
"Yeah, . . . was she?"
I groaned again, "Yes, J, she was."
"I wish I was getting married again," AJ said.
I stared at the phone and then put my ear back so I could listen to him.
"Well, tell her after the marriage," AJ told me.
"Naw!" I said. "She'll hate me!"
"Nick, listen. Ally loves you, right? So, no matter what you do she'll never leave you. She may punish you, but she won't leave you . . . and I'm not saying she wants your money . . . See, Nick? You're a lucky man. You got a Hispanic chick. They're aggressive when they're mad, but it's all good . . ."
I listened to AJ's speech . . . Yes, about women. What ever happen to cooties? You wanna know what happen? Us men got older, learned how the body works, and now we're desperate. Yup, that's what happen.
". . . So, now, you know, Nick. You're a very lucky man. Thanks for bringing her into the family, man," AJ said and hung up.
I sighed, "That, AJ."

I told AJ what to say to Nick . . . well, some parts.

"You know," AJ began to tell me. "When I said the part of when you'll never leave him no matter what and crap . . . you know I meant that as a compliment, right?"
To me, it sounded as a little bit of an insult in a way. "It better have been," I told AJ. "Or else."
"Or else, what, shorty?" AJ said, standing up.
"Or else, I'll have Sarah punish you," I smiled mischievously.
"You can't do that," AJ said.
"Yes, I can. I'll tell her what you said. Anyway, me and Sarah are in the same category . . . We're both women. We understand you men."
"Ok, ok."
"Anyway, thanks. Even though it sounded like an insult to me, it was good," I complimented him.
"I told you I'm an expert," AJ smiled.
I laughed, "Whatever."

6:30pm
(Nick's POV)
"How am I gonna tell her?" I thought, while looking out at the ocean. "When am I . . . ?" I was looking out into the ocean and the blue-ish, purple-pinkish sky. It was a beautiful amazing sight. "I wish Ally was here to see this," I thought, smiling. Until, I got an idea.

"Hello?" I heard her say.
"Hey babygirl," I greeted her.
"Hey papi," she greeted me. "¿Que tu ta hasendo?" ("What are you doing?")
"I'm looking out at the sunset and thinking of you," I answered. I've been around her so much, I already know some Spanish sentences. I can't say them, but I know what they mean.
"Eso e bueno." ("That's good.")
"Baby, go to the backyard and look at the sunset," I told her, knowing it would make her smile.
"Ok," she said. I heard her footsteps going out to the backyard. I smiled as I heard she had stopped. "Wow," I heard her say. "Nick, it's beautiful."
"That's why I called you," I told her.
Even though I wasn't with her, I could tell she was smiling. "Nicky, how many more days until the wedding?"
"Um, about 5," I said.
I heard her groan, "Why is it so far away? I wanna be with you. I'm bored."
"Me, too, baby. But, AJ's evil."
She laughed. AJ was the one with the idea of the "Bride must be away from Groom days before the wedding" thing.
"I miss you," I told her. "God, I'm going crazy."
"Me, too. I feel like me . . . 5 years ago."
I thought about what she just said. "What do you mean?"
"Nick, when you were touring or whatever, I was single, and I wondered how it would be to be in your shoes. Also I felt so lonely, you know? Like always away from you and never near."
I nodded. "Yeah, but what can we do?" I sighed hopelessly.
"Nothing, I guess," she replied. "Nick, . . . you're on your boat aren't you?"
"Yeah."
"Nick, I think I can see you."
I smiled and turned around facing the shore. She was waving. I waved back.
"Well, we maybe can't be with each other, but we could see one another," she said.
"Yeah," I smiled. "Baby, whatcha wearing?"
"Aye Nickolas, no comiense," she said. ("Oh Nickolas, don't start.")
I laughed, "C'mon, baby. We can't see each other . . . much . . . please?"
"Boxers, and one of your jerseys," she answered. "I stole one of your jerseys," she added in her mischievous voice.
I smiled, "I wish I could see you."
We paused. I heard her breathing on the phone. I remembered about Sammy. I had to tell her before the wedding.
"Ally, I . . ."
"Nick, I gotta go. Sarah wants to use the phone. I love you," she interrupted me.
I sighed, "I love you, too, babygirl. Promise me you won't leave me no matter what happens."
"I would never want to leave you; I promise, bye."
"Bye, baby," I told her, as she hung up. "Oh, God," I thought. "This is getting harder every day."

July 18, 2008
4pm
(Ally's POV)
Yup, today is the wedding day. Can ya believe it? Always, as a little kid, I dreamed of getting married . . . with Nick. And today is that day. Wow, I still can't believe it. Anyway, many times has Nick tried to talk to me to tell me about him and "Sammy." But, I always cut him off with an excuse of "I gotta go." I'm planning on letting Nick reveal his secret after the wedding. Poor kid; I almost feel sorry for him . . . Almost . . . Aw, c'mon guys, this is revenge I'm suppose to enjoy it! And I am . . . just a little. Ok, ok, so I feel sorry for Nick more than I say. But, hey! Did HE felt sorry for me when he did that? I don't think so!

Anyway, everyone was at the beach. The girls and I were at Sarah's house getting ready. My maid-of-honor was Izzy. Sarah, Leigh, BJ, Leslie, Angel, and Kris were my bridesmaids. I wanted only five bridesmaids, but I didn't want to leave out any of the Carter girls, so they are all my bridesmaids. My dress was white, of course, and had no sleeves. Instead of the traditional, "the hair must be shaped like bun" thing, I decided to have my hair down. I was put on make-up, not too much. I told them make-up wasn't my thing. I stared at myself in the mirror. "This is it," I thought. "In the next hour, I'll be known as Mrs. Carter . . . to the world." I sighed nervously, yet smiling at my reflection.

"Wow," Leigh complimented me. "You look great."
"Yeah, reminds me of my wedding," Kris said, sighing dreamily.
I smiled, "Thanks."
"Ally, is there something wrong? You seem a bit . . . I don't know, unhappy," Sarah said, looking at me worriedly.
"No, no. I'm fine, . . . just nervous. My stomach hurts that's all," I said honestly. Whenever I'm nervous, I stomach always feel queezy inside. Like sparkles moving, or like everyone else says, "butterflies." I sighed again nervously.
"Oh, calm down, girl. It can't be that scary," Izzy told me.
"I hope so," I thought.

1 Hour & 35 Minutes Later . . .
5:35pm
(Nick's POV)
"Aw, calm down, Nick," Bri whispered to me. "It's not that scary. Well, . . . it is, but not like that."
Yeah, I was scared. The ceremony had just begun. I was just standing there, waiting for Ally to come to me.
"Yo, Nick, I heard she looks fine in the dress," AJ told me.
I didn't answer none of them. I just looked straight ahead, still waiting for her . . . That's when I heard the music, and everyone stood up. I faced the little white door, in which she was suppose to come through. I saw her wearing the white dress. I looked at her up and down, loving what I am watching . . . My angel . . . my princess, who will become my queen . . . and my wife. She smiled as she walked down to me. I noticed she had confidence in herself. I smiled; she gave me confidence, and my nervousness was gone.

Her father placed her in my hands. I looked at her, while she looked at me, smiling. "I love you," I mouthed. She just smiled and winked. We faced the priest.

"We are gathered here today, to celebrate the unity of Nickolas Gene Carter and Alyson Rose Joa . . ."

Ally and I mostly talked through the whole "priest-talk." I kept on making funny faces, and she tried so hard not to laugh. Instead, a big, wide smile was planted on her face. She looked at the priest a few times, trying to take notice if it was time for the vows. I continued to make faces. She gave me a look telling me to stop and that it was almost time. I obeyed and waited for the priest to call my name.

"Nickolas, do you have any vows?"
I nodded and faced her. She smiled at me. I smiled back and sighed. "Ally, I . . . I can never imagine my life without you. I don't even want to think about it. Honestly, I don't know what to say . . . because my love for you is unexplainable. It's undescribable. I wish there was a stronger word than love that would express my feelings for you. But, there isn't. The only thing I could say is . . . Alyson, I love you . . . more than anything . . . because you are my everything."
She smiled as her eyes were filled with tears of love and appreciation. I smiled back at her, nearly crying myself. The priest called her name. She looked into my eyes, as I did the same with her.
"I-I . . . What's there to say? I'm speechless, Nick . . . I don't know what to say . . .," she thought for a moment. ". . . I . . . Many years have I waited for this day . . . Not just with any man, but with you. Nick, I . . . My love for you is also unexplainable. It's incredible; it's wonderful. I-I don't know what to say to describe it. Everything I do, can never explain my love for you. Nothing is enough. Not even this marriage, but this is the farthest I could go. I love you, Nickolas, and it is an honor for me to become your wife and the mother of your children . . . Nickolas, te voy amar para siempre. Te prometo. " (" . . ., I will love you forever. I promise.")
I blushed a bit. "Wow, mother of MY children . . . Infact, CHILDREN. Notice she said it plural form," I laughed to myself. I smiled at her. I could tell my blue eyes were shining . . . because her brown eyes were shining, too.
Ally and I were so drowned in our eyes that we didn't see the priest motion Baylee to come with the rings. Yeah, he was the ring bearer. Ally wanted him to be, so here he is . . . with the rings. Baylee handed us our rings. I slipped the ring into her finger as she did the same with my finger. We looked into each others eyes once again. Her eyes looked so beautiful. Thanks to the sunset, it was shining beautifully. The waves were calm as the countdown for us to kiss was almost ending. The tide entered the shore . . .
". . . You may now kiss the bride . . ."
Our lips touched. It was a salutation to the new life that had just begun.

(Ally's POV)
After our kiss, we looked at each other.

"I love you," I whispered, crying and hugging him.
"I love you, too, babygirl," he whispered, hugging me.
I smiled, and I could tell he was smiling, too. The crowd of families roared with joy and happiness. We pulled apart from our second kiss.
Nick took away my tears with his thumbs. "C'mon, babygirl," he said. "Let's go to the party."
I smiled and laughed a little bit.

We walked down the aisle as rice with thrown at us. Nick and I just laughed when I told him what it was. We entered the limo, and the driver closed the door. I sat in front of Nick.

"We're married," I told him, as I turned around, about to attack him with another kiss.
He smiled as we kissed. Seconds later, our tongues got into action. I felt Nick's hands roaming up my body. "God, Ally," he moaned. "I haven't had you for so long."
"Now, we don't need condoms, Nicky. We could make wittle small babies," I said, kissing him again.
He smiled to that. "Yeah, I-I know."
"I love you, Nicky, so much," I said, kissing him again. God, those lips!
"Ally, I . . .," he began, releasing from the kiss. ". . . Baby, I gotta tell you something."
Explanation time. "What's on your mind, babe?"
"I, um, . . . Remember the day of the bachelor party?"
I nodded.
"Well, . . . AJ, I think, ordered me a stripper, o-or something . . ."
". . . And you fucked her," I finished for him.
"Y-Yeah. Baby, don't be mad, please. I know we just got married and all, but I just could say no to you in front of everyone. And especially, since you had such a happy smile on your face. Babygirl, I never saw you so happy. I . . ."
I interrupted him with a kiss. He didn't respond, so I pulled back. "Nicky, I got a confession, too."
Nick looked at me strangely.
"No, Nicky, I didn't do anything with a guy! Well, . . . yeah, I did. But guess what?"
"What?" Nick spat at me.
I looked at him. "Carter, don't push it," I said in the same tone.
"Sorry," he mumbled, look at his hands.
I pulled up his face, so it was facing me. "The guy I did it with . . . I'm married to him."
Nick looked at me, confused.
I sighed. God, is he this blonde? "I married him today, . . . just a few minutes ago."
He looked at me for a second. "You were 'Sammy'?"
I smiled, and nodded. Soon after, I was laughing.
"That was YOU under all that horniness?" Nick began laughing.
I nodded, still laughing.
"Damn, baby! You should do that more often then! . . . Wait a minute, you were desperate weren't you? That's why you became the stripper!"
"No, no," I said, still laughing a bit. "It was payback!" I'll be honest . . . About 45% of me was desperate for Nick.
"From what? What did I do?"
"Remember Frankie?!" I told him.
Nick stood there speechless as his smile faded.
"It was all your fault! You started it! You . . ." I was carried off . . . Maybe I went too far? Nick looked sad. Soon, mine did, too.
"I'm sorry," he said, sounding depressed.
"Nicky, don't be sad . . . It's our wedding day," I tried to comfort him. I looked at him, deeply into his eyes. Blue and dark . . . Seemed to have the eyes of shame. I kissed his lips. "Nicky, don't be sad . . . I'll be sad."
"We're here," the driver said from the front.
I made the kiss passionate. I felt Nick's hands making me go higher.
"Ally," Nick moaned.
"Nicky, not now . . . Party," I told him.
He nodded, as the driver opened the door.

Nick and I got out. We entered the room were the party was held. Everyone was there. I didn't even notice at the beach, but . . . Frankie was there. He was the first person running to greet us.

"Hey," Frankie said to Nick, hugging him.
"Waddup?" Nick replied.
"Nothin'. Just here, chillin.' And who's this hot babe?" He said, turning to me.
"The woman you wanted," I said, smiling seductively. I kissed Frankie's cheek.
His reply was a deep growl.
I laughed.
"Hey! None of that kissy stuff," Nick said, making pretend he was mad.
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Why don't you go find 'Sammy?'"
"I don't have to find her. She's right here," he said, putting his arm around my shoulders.
I blushed a bit.
"Ooh, what happen before the wedding? You cheated on her, Nick?" Frankie asked.
Nick shook his head. "Not really," he said, smiling.

Before I knew it, everyone came over to Nick and I to greet us.

"Ya no," Aaron began. "You DO look hott in a wedding dress."
I smiled at him. "Why don't you just imagine me in a lingerie on wedding night?" I walked away, as Aaron's response was licking his lips. I saw that Nick noticed me walking away from Aaron and him, licking his lips. I also heard Nick and Aaron's conversation.
"What did she do to you AC?" Nick asked with a beer in his hand.
"What? Oh, nothing," Aaron said, winking at me.
Nick, of course, saw this and I laughed. I walked over to them. "I wasn't doing anything to him, Nick. I was just torturing your brother."
"Baby," Nick began to whine, "why torture a small thing when you got me? I'm a bigger Carter."
I began to laugh hysterically because of my perverted mind . . . Yeah, you know what I mean. The Carter brothers' stared at me confused, until they realized why I was laughing.
"Oh!" They said at the same time.
"Jinx, knock on wood!" Aaron screamed, trying to find wood.
"Personal jinx!" Nick shouted, and knocked on the wood before Aaron.
"Aw!" Aaron said.
"Aaron, Aaron, Aaron, Aaron, Aaron," I sighed and repeated his name 5 times. The rule is to say the person's name 5 times, so they could talk.
"Thanks," Aaron told me.
"No prob," I replied.
Before Aaron walked away, he whispered in my ear, kissing my cheek, "I'm gonna love having you as a sister-in-law."
"You better," I told him.

1 Hour Later . . .
7pm
It was almost time for the first dance, but Nick and I decided to sing a few songs. One by ourselves, and then the wedding dance. I decided to go first.

"This song, I dedicate to Nick because I never had a dream come true till the day I met Nick," and I began to sing . . .

Everybody's got something they had to leave behind
One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time;
There's no use looking back, oh wondering,
How it could be now, or might have been,
Oh, this I know, but still I can't find ways to let you go

I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you

Somewhere in my memory I've lost all sense of time,
And tomorrow can never be 'cause yesterday is all that fills my mind,
There's no use looking back, oh wondering,
How it should be now, or might have been,
Oh, this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go

I walked towards Nick. He was smiling at me. I smiled back, staring into his eyes and caressing his cheek. I saw his blue eyes shining.

I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be

You'll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will, say you will, you know you will oh baby,
You'll always be the one I know I'll never forget,
There's no use looking back oh wondering,
Because love is a strange and funny thing,
No matter how I try, I try I just can't say goodbye, no no no no

I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say,
You're the one I think about each day,
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you,
A part of me will always be with you

Everyone clapped. I stared at Nick again, and he clapped, showing pride . . . He was proud because I was forever his.

I smiled, "Thank you everyone." I walked towards Nick. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me.
"I love you," I heard him whisper.
"Yo te amo, tambien," I told him. ("I love you, too.") I handed him the microphone.
He grabbed it and winked at me. I sat down on where Nick sat while I was singing to him.
"This song . . . I dedicate it to you, babygirl, because . . ." I saw Bri, Kev, Howie, and AJ appear next to Nick. "No one else comes close to you," they sang. "And no one will or ever come close to you," Nick finished. Everyone clapped at the appearance and romantic words as the music began to one of my favorite slow songs . . .

When we turn out the lights,
The two of us alone together
Something's just not right,
But, girl, you know, that I would never
Ever let another's touch come between the two of us
'Cause no one else will ever take your place

No one else comes close to you
No one makes me feel the way you do
You're so special girl to me
And you'll always be, eternally;
Everytime I hold you near,
You always say the words I love to hear;
Girl, with just a touch, you can do so much
No one else comes close

Nick walked towards me. He bended on one knee, one hand was touching mine, and the other with the microphone, and he continued sing to me . . .

And when I wake up to
The touch of your head on my shoulder
You're my dream come true, oh yeah

He caressed my cheek as I felt tears of happiness flowing. He took away my tears with his thumb.

Girl, you know I'll always treasure
Every kiss and everyday
I'll love you, girl, in every way
And I always will, 'cause in my eyes

No one else comes close to you;
No one makes me feel the way you do
You're so special girl to me
And you'll always be, eternally;
Everytime I hold you near
You always say the words I love to hear;
Girl, with just a touch, you can do so much
No one else comes close

As soon as the song finished, I ran to Nick. He caught me, and I kissed him. "Thank you," I said with my voice sounding teary-eyed, which I was.
"I love you, babygirl. There's no need to thank me. I'm just showing my love for you," he replied, hugging my tightly.
I smiled at him.
"One thing left though, babygirl," Nick told me.
I looked at him confused.
He smiled, "Our first dance . . . And I have the perfect song."

I looked deeply into Nick's eyes. They were light blue . . . Shining light blue eyes I saw. I looked into his eyes while he looked deeply into mine. Then, the melody began . . . The melody to the first song I heard Nick and the guys sing . . .

From the first day
That I saw your smiling face
Honey, I knew that we would be together forever
Ooh, when I asked you out
You said no, but I found out
Darling, that you'd been hurt
You felt that you'd never love again
I deserve a try, honey, just once
Give me a chance, and I'll prove this all wrong
You walked in; you were so quick to judge,
But, honey, he's nothing like me

I'll never break your heart;
I'll never make you cry
I'd rather die than live without you
I'll give you all of me
Honey, that's no lie
I'll never break your heart;
I'll never make you cry
I'd rather die than live without you
I'll give you all of me
Honey, that's no lie

As time goes, you will get to know me
A little more better
Girl, that's the way love goes,
And I know you're afraid
To let your feelings show;
And I understand,
But, girl, it's time to let go
I deserve a try, honey
Just once
Give me chance, and I'll prove this all wrong
You walked in; you were so quick to judge
But, honey, he's nothing like me
Darling, why can't you see

By the second verse, I felt tears coming down my cheeks again.

"Nick, I love this song," I whispered in his ear.
"I know, babygirl, I know," he comforted me, once again taking away my tears with his thumbs. Nick pulled me closer to him.
I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I listened to the song . . .

I'll never break your heart;
I'll never make you cry
I'd rather die than live without you
I'll give you all of me;
Honey, that's no lie
I'll never break your heart;
I'll never make you cry
I'd rather die than live without you
I'll give you all of me;
Honey, that's no lie

No way, no how
I'll make you cry
No way, no how
I'll make you cry

I'll never break your heart;
I'll never make you cry
I'd rather die than live without you
I'll give you all of me;
Honey, that's no lie
I'll never break your heart;
I'll never make you cry
I'd rather die than live without you
I'll give you all of me;
Honey, that's no lie

I didn't notice that the guys were finish. Nick and I were too busy still making-out. I pulled off his tight grasp, breathing for air.

"Don't you think Aaron was good?" I heard Nick say, catching his breath.
I looked at him, confused for a moment. "Aaron sang for you?"
He nodded.
"I did hear a Carter-like voice in that song," I thought to myself. I yawned.
"You tired, baby?" Nick asked me, hugging me.
I nodded.
"You wanna go home?" Nick said. "Wow, . . . 'home.' Doesn't it feel good to say it?"
I laughed a little. "Yes, Nicky, it does." I began to trace his chest through the tuxedo shirt. "Nicky, if you wanna go home, we could."
"Baby, be honest, you tired, right?"
I sighed tiredly and nodded.
"Ok," he replied. "Let's cut the cake, and we'll take it home with us."
I nodded again and leaned against him. Boy, was I tired! Singing, getting ready for the marriage . . . Ah, food, then home! I stopped Nick. "We could eat the cake here, then leave."
"Whatever you want, baby. Whatever makes you happy," he said softly.

Well, we cut the cake and ate it. I told Nick I wanted an ice cream cake, and he agreed. He, too, likes ice cream cakes. As I sat down to eat my last piece of cake before I went home, I felt as if I was being watched. I looked around at my surroundings and saw nothing. I ignored my thoughts, but still . . . I felt as though I was being watched . . . Nick and I were being watched.

45 Minutes Later . . .
12:54am
Nick and I entered the house, hand in hand. I walked upstairs slowly, from all the tiredness. I felt Nick wrap his arms around my waist from behind me. I laid on him, smiling weakly.

"Tired, baby?" Nick whispered, kissing my neck.
I nodded slowly.
"Want me to take you to bed?" Nick asked, continuing to kiss my neck.
"Si, por favor," I told him. ("Yes, please.")
Nick nodded and carried me into our bedroom. Although, I did want to make love to him; I was just tired. Nick laid on the bed and removed my bridal dress slowly, enjoying the sight. I heard him breath uneasily and heavily.
"Has anyone told you how beautiful you are?"
"Nada mas tu, mi amor," I replied. ("Only you, my love.")
"Coño, te amo," Nick said, putting my PJs on me. ("Damn, I love you.")
I laughed. "So, you've learned?"
"Yup, thanks to you." Nick began to unstrip himself and put on his PJs.
"Nicky?"
"Hmm?" Nick laid down next to me, holding me tightly.
"Kiss me, baby, please?"
I felt his soft lips over mine. I caressed his cheek as I felt his tongue enter my mouth.
"Ally," Nick moaned, "when are we . . . ?"
"The first night of our honeymoon," I answered. "I promise."
After making-out, we both drifted into the world of unconsciousness.

Next Morning . . .
July 19, 2008
10:37am
I woke up on Nick's chest that morning. I felt his warmth next to me. I didn't want to wake up Nick, so I didn't move. I stared at his chest . . . at my favorite tattoos. Yeah, you know which one's I'm talking about . . . the footprint tattoos. I sighed, wondering where our honeymoon would be. Actually, the first thought was that now I'm officially 'Mrs. Carter' . . . Wow, 'Mrs. Carter.' Anyway, to the honeymoon . . .

"Hey, baby," Nick greeted me, kissing my lips.
I made a small smile, "Hey."
"Something wrong, babe?" Nick asked.
"No, just thinkin' . . . Nick, where do you want to go for our honeymoon?"
Nick sighed. "I don't know. I've been nearly around the world all my life."
I nodded slowly. An idea popped in my head. "How 'bout we go to my country?"
Nick looked at me. "Isn't America you're country?" he laughed a bit.
"Very funny, Fender Bender. I'm talking about Dominican Republic. Wanna go? It'll be so cool. I'll get to show you all the real stuff. And maybe we could go to my uncle's farm and ride my horse," I smiled.
"Whatever you want, baby. I'll do."
"Yay!" I said excitedly. "Ooh, back up."
"What?"
"Insect repellent. Mosquitoes are a bitch over there."
"Aw!"
"But, the best part is you get to meet my other family! Although, you won't understand them, but it's all good!"
"Baby?" Nick asked.
"Yeah?"
"Can I kiss you?"
"Are you trying to shut me up?" I asked him, looking at him suspiciously.
"No, I just miss those Latin lips of yours."
"See, now that I'll accept."

Nick and I made-out for a few minutes, and we rolled our the bed, switching positions. Then, I felt as if we were falling down. I screamed a bit and noticed we fell on the floor. Guess we were too into our making-out . . .

"Wow, that was fun," I said to Nick, standing up. "Let's do that again." LoL

'Backstreet Boy Nick Carter and Alyson Joa got married last night. Sadly, we do not have any information on the wedding. In a press conference, last month, Nick said they were getting married in a church. Rumors are, instead, they got married in a private beach. Because no one saw them, we have no pictures. Next . . .'

Ok, ok. Nick and I both know it may have been a bit harsh to the fans that we lied about where we were getting married, but hey! We wanted privacy; we wanted no interruptions. I just hope the fans understand.

"Nick, let's make a press conference, and tell them why we did it," I told Nick.
He nodded, "Yeah, I hope the fans understand."
"Definitely, Nick. True fans always understand their idol actions."

July 23, 2008
10:30am
Well, here we are . . . at the conference. Nick's not the only one who's gonna be talking. I am, too. God, I'm nervous.

"Scared?" Nick asked.
"Like hell. I mean, thousands of reporters taking pictures of you and stuff. God, I hope I don't embarrass myself."
"Baby, how can you possibly embarrass yourself?" Nick laughed.
"Pictures, dummy," I teased him.

45 Minutes Later . . .
". . . Yeah, so basically we both just wanted privacy on our wedding day," Nick said, as I stared at the thousands of reporters taking pictures of Nick and I. God, I hate being in the spotlight . . . when it's gonna go worldwide.
"But," I began, "We're gonna be nice and hand out a picture of the wedding." I stood up and handed the picture a reporter. I, of course, made copies. And, the picture spread through the crowd quickly. "Should we tell them?" I asked, looking at Nick as he smiled. The reporters were quiet and looked at us.
"You tell them," Nick agreed.
I nodded, "We're going to Dominican Republic for our honeymoon. That's all I'm going to say."
Nick smiled, kissing my lips. Of course, cameras flashed. When the conference ended, Nick and I kissed once more and left the building.

Anyway, Nick and I already packed for our honeymoon. After the conference, Nick and I decided to head over at Jane and Bob's house. Jane was excited that we visited. "Finally! My son seems as if he doesn't want to visit his own mother anymore," Jane said. I laughed.

Later on, Jane wanted to talk to me in private . . . it was about the honeymoon.

"So, you're going to Dominican Republic?" she asked.
I nodded, "Nick'll love it. It's just like Florida only hotter."
"Well, you kids have fun," she said, winking.
I smiled, laughing. "You really want grandkids, don't you?"
"Oh, honey, I've been waiting all my life for grandchildren. Ever since that blonde boy was born."
I smiled, "And I'm happy to be the mother of the children."
"Me, too."
"Thanks," I smiled.
"Baby!" I heard Nick scream. "Mami, where are you?!"
"In the kitchen, chulo!"
Jane looked at me. Oh, yeah, . . . she didn't know I'm teaching Nick some Spanish . . . hehehe. "So, you're teaching my son Spanish?"
"It's not my fault; he copies me with the nicknames . . . I'm teaching him good stuff."
"Thank God," she replied. "Thank God for you. I told him ever since he was a young Backstreet Boy that one day someone will teach him Spanish."
"So, apparently, you knew about me before I knew Nick?" I told her.
She nodded.
"Baby! There you are!" Nick said, hugging me by my waist. "Whatcha doing with mom?"
"Talking about you," I said, kissing his lips softly.
Nick looked at Jane. "Mom, . . ."
"Oh, don't worry, honey. It's good stuff about you."
I laughed.

I heard Aaron crank up the volume to a song. "Yo, this song is hot!" we heard Aaron shout. The song was Puddle of Mudd's "Control." I sang along with the song and looked at Nick seductively the whole time . . .

I love the way you look at me;
I feel the pain you place inside
You lock me up inside your dirty cage
Well, I'm alone inside my mind
I like to teach you all the rules;
I get to see them set in stone
I like it when you chain me to the bed,
But then your secrets never show

I need to feel you;
You need to feel me
I can't control you;
You're not the one for me,
No
I can't control you;
You can't control me
I need to feel you;
So, why's there even you and me?

I like the way you rake my skin;
I feel the hate you place inside
I need to get your voice out of my head
'Cause I'm that guy you'll never find
I think you know all of the rules
There's no expressions on your face
I hope that someday you will let me go;
Release me from my dirty cage

I need to feel you;
You need to feel me
I can't control you;
You're not the one for me,
No
I can't control you;
You can't control me
I need to feel you;
So, why's there even you and me?

I love the way you look at me;
I love the way you smack my ass
I love the dirty things you do;
I have control of you

I love the way you look at me;
I love the way you smack my ass
I love the dirty things you do;
I have control of you

Nick began slapping my butt when I sang this part. I was dancing around him, kinda like giving him a lap dance. Aaron just clapped and laughed in the background. I gave Nick the "I'm-gonna-kill-you" look. Nick ignored me and continued.

I love the way you look at me;
I love the way you smack my ass
I love the dirty things you do;
I have control of you

I love the way you look at me;
I love the way you smack my ass
I love the dirty things you do;
I have control of you

I need to feel you;
You need to feel me
I can't control you;
You're not the one for me,
No
I can't control you;
You can't control me
I need to feel you
So, why's there even you and me?

You and me
You're not the one for me,
No

I gave Nick an evil glare. He stood up and ran to the backyard. I ran after him.

"Nickolas! You're gonna get it, Carter," I shouted. "I warned you!"
"I just smacked your ass!" Nick screamed innocently.
"You know, I don't like that!" I just have a thing for guys who smack my butt. I don't know why . . .
"But, I'm your husband!" Nick said. He does have a point there . . . Nick entered the ocean water.
I stopped running after him.
"What's wrong?" Nick asked, teasing me. "Ya, scared of getting a little wet?"
I moved back as Nick moved forward. He began to chase me, and I ran away. I felt his wet hands on my waist. He carried me over his shoulder. "Let go, Nick! I don't wanna get wet!"
"Well, you will."
I saw the water behind him. Nick put me down on the water. I pouted.
"Baby, . . .," Nick said, putting his finger on my chin, wanting me to look at him.
I faced away, still pouting.
"Baby, . . ."
"You got me wet," I pouted. "I didn't want to."
He sighed and kissed my lips. Soon, I felt his tongue. Nick held me in his grasp tightly. "I'm sorry, . . . but I love you."
I made a small smile, "I wuv you, too."

**RATED PG-13**

July 26, 2008
6am
Today is the day when we go to our honeymoon. I was ready; showered and everything. Now, I just have to wake up Nick.

Since his back was facing me, I looked at his "Kaos" tattoo and let my finger run down his body. He shivered, but didn't wake up. Also, his mouth was open, and I smiled to my devilish idea. I put my mouth close to his and let my tongue roam inside his mouth. I heard moan.

"Mmm, Ally, . . ." I saw Nick's hands moving around to hold me. He opened his eyes, "Ally? Oh, there you are. Baby, you scared me for a minute."
"Sorry, babe, but c'mon, you gotta get ready," I told him.
"Honeymoon day, is it already?"
I nodded.
"Wow, it seems like only yesterday we got married."
"True," I told him. "Now, c'mon, . . ." Nick got up and made his way to the bathroom as I spanked his butt. "We gotta jet."
Nick licked his lips in response. I covered my breasts, even though I had a shirt on. "Hell yes," Nick replied.
I laughed.

6:40am
Nick and I were already at the airport, since it's 10 minutes away. We had to wait about 30 minutes more until we board into the plane. Although, the plane was suppose to departure at 7:30.

I shivered a bit.
"You cold?" Nick asked.
I nodded, "God, these air conditioners are always major."
Nick put his jacket around my shoulders, laughing. "Diablo," he continued to laugh. ("Damn.")
"Diablo, es verdad," I said, also laughing. ("Damn, is the truth.") "So, you're learning?"
"All because of you," he said, kissing my lips softly.
After a 5-minute make-out, Nick moaned. "I need you, babygirl," he said. "So, bad, baby . . . Goddamn."
I shook my head, "Remember what I said?"
"Aw, baby, at least halfway."
Hmm, should we? I mean, it IS gonna be halfway. I smiled, "Later."
"Aw, baby, . . ."
"I promise, Nicky. Later."

**RATED PG-13**

8:15am
We were still in our plane. Only about 45 more minutes until we arrive to Dominican Republic, or DR, as I like to call it. Everyone in first class was sleeping. I was the only one awake. I looked at Nick, who sat next to me. I smiled mischievously. I looked around once more. I unbuckled my seatbelt and placed myself on top of Nick. He moaned silently. I began to rock back and forth as his moaning increased. I felt him getting hard. I kissed his lips hard, as he continued to moan. He opened his eyes.

"Ally," he breathed heavily. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I did say 'halfway,'" I told him.
"God, you're so evil," he moaned. "Baby, let's go to the bathroom."
I shook my head, whispering, "Halfway."
"But, baby, . . .," Nick stopped and sighed. "I gotta use the bathroom."
"Ok," I said, getting up and moving back to my seat.

Nick ran to the bathroom. About 5 minutes later, he came back.

"Did you get wet, Nickolas?" I asked innocently.
"Haha, very funny," he replied, sarcastically. "Thanks to you, yeah."
"But, you enjoyed it."
He stuck his tongue out.
"See? You did."
Nick rolled his eyes, sitting down.
"Oh, so you're gonna stay mad at me?"
"I can never stay mad at you, babygirl," he whispered, kissing me.
I replied by entering my tongue into his mouth. The kiss became more passionate . . . So passionate, that I felt a little electrocution in my mouth, and I moved back.
"What?"
"Nothing," I told him. "Got electrocuted, that's all."
Nick smiled and kissed my cheek.
'Please put on your seatbelts; we will be landing smoothly.'
Nick and I did as the flight attendant said.
"DR . . . say hello to Nicky."

10am
Nick and I got off the plane. "Wow," I heard Nick say in amazement.
"Cool, isn't it?"
He nodded.

We walked to the baggage claim and got our bags. When we got out to the natural air, it was then Nick realized how hot it was.

"¡El diablo!" he said loudly. ("Shit!")
I hit Nick in the arm.
"Ow."
"Don't say that out loud," I whispered to him. "Here, it's a bad word."
"Sorry," Nick mumbled.
"It's ok. You didn't know." I tried to avoid the looks of other Dominicans.
A taxi car stopped in front of us. "Alo, Alyson," the taxi driver said, in the Spanish accent. I looked at his face.
"Cosobo!" I said, hugging him. He's my family's friend. He was our "personal" family taxi driver. "¿Como tu ta?" ("How are you?")
"Bien, bien. ¿Y quién e el? Tu esposo?" ("Good, good. And who is this? Your husband?")
"Si. Cosobo, el e Nickolas. Nick meet Cosobo." ("Yes. Cosobo, this is Nickolas . . .")
They shook hands.
"I, e, speak very little English," Cosobo said, in a Spanish accent.
Nick and I laughed. "Nice to me you," Nick replied.
"¿Que, que el deho?" Cosobo asked. ("What did he say?")
"Agradable encontrarlo," I told him.
"Oh, you, too," Cosobo said to Nick.
"Bueno, vamono," I said, getting into the taxi van. ("Well, let's go.") Yeah, in DR they have vans as taxis.

1 Hour Later . . .
11am
We were almost near to my aunt's house in DR. I decided to stay there, having the ocean bring the cool air every morning. Nick looked out the window the whole time, amazed at the sights.

"This avenue is called El Malecon," I told him.
"What does that mean?" he asked.
I laughed, "I don't know."
He smiled and whispered, "It's beautiful."
"That's why I brought you here," I whispered back.
We were just about to lean in when Cosobo interrupted, "Aye, no kissing."
We both laughed.
"Tamo aqui," he said, stopping the car. ("We're here.")
"C'mon, Nicky."

We got out of the car and looked at the apartment building.

"To be honest," Nick began, "I never really lived in an apartment building."
I smiled, "Well, I guess this'll be your first."

We got the bags inside.

"Wow," Nick replied. "It's beautiful."
I smiled.

My aunt's apartment was on the 5th floor, with no elevator. It had a living room, of course, 2 guest bedrooms, a bathroom, the master bedroom with their own bathroom and kinda like a basement only on the same floor. Pretty cool, huh?

"So, where we're gonna sleep?"
I led the way to the master bedroom.
"Baby, don't you think you could get in trouble? I-I mean, it's your aunt's room," Nick said.
"It's ok, Nicky. She suggested it."

12:15pm
So, Nick and I unpacked and got ready for a bit sight-seeing, about an hour later. But, the door opened.

"¡Hola, Alyson!" It was my mom's cousin, Jose.
"Hola, Jose! ¿Como tu ta?" (" . . . How are you?")
"Bien. ¿Y este es tu esposo? ¿Nick?" ("Good. And is this your husband? Nick?")
Nick looked at him, confused. I smiled, chuckling.
"Si. Jose el e Nick. Nick, this is my mom's cousin, Jose." ("Yes. Jose this is Nick . . .")
They shook hands.
"¿Y Benazir?" ("Where's Benazir?") Benazir's my cousin, too.
"Ta bien. En la casa ta. ¿Quieres venir?" ("She's fine. She's at home. Wanna come?")
"Seguro," I told him. ("Sure.") I turned to Nick, "Wanna come to my cousin's house?"
Nick shrugged his shoulders.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, just kinda tired," he answered.
"Aw, I'm sorry, baby. It's just that I'm excited."
"I understand, babygirl."
I smiled, kissing his lips tenderly. "I promise after this we'll come back and rest."
"Whatever's down with you, baby."
I smiled, again. "C'mon, Jose's waiting for us downstairs."

Nick and I made our way downstairs, and soon we were on our way to Benazir's house in a small town called Haina.

45 Minutes Later . . .
1:05pm
We finally made it to Haina. I told Nick it was a small, bumpy town.

"Bumpy? Whatta mean by 'bumpy?'" Nick asked, chuckling.
"You'll see when we get there," I told him.

When we did, his facial expression changed.

"You weren't kidding . . .," he said in disbelief.
"Of course, not. I wouldn't lie to you."
It, literally, was a bumpy town. It was hard to park the car and everything. Nick also noticed the motorcycles.
"They're popular here," I explained to him. "Never ridden one, though. But, it's all good."
Jose parked his car in front of the house.
"Wow," Nick said in amazement.
I smiled, "C'mon, we're here."

We entered the house and were greeted by Jose's wife, his mother (my mom's cousin), Melania, and my cousin, Benazir.

"¡Hola! ¿Y quien es este? ¿El a Nickolas?" Benazir asked, when we entered her room. ("Hi! Who's this? Is he Nickolas?")
"Si, recuerda su cuaderno que teña un tipo que dije su nombre era Nickolas? El e Nickolas," I told her pointing at Nick. ("Yes, remember a guy that was in your notebook that I said his name was Nickolas? That's him.")
"Wow, de verdad?" (". . ., really?")
"Si, Nick come over here." ("Yeah, . . .")
Benazir shook Nick's hands. Nick just looked completely lost and confused.
"Nick, this is my cousin, Benazir. She had a notebook of you and the guys, and I told her that this is you."

About an hour later, Nick felt tired.

"Baby," Nick began, "I know this is kinda gonna sound like stubborn, but can we go home? I'm tired."
"Ok," I told him. "C'mon, let's go tell Jose."

45 Minutes Later . . .
2:50pm
Nick and I were back home. Ah, the resting place. I sat on the couch, tired as can be. Yeah, Jose brought us back. Nick sat down next to me on the couch, with his arm around my shoulders.

"I should've never came here," I heard Nick mumble.
I looked at him, "Why wouldn't you wanna come here?"
Nick looked the other way, avoiding my eyes.
"Nick, . . ." I cupped his face in my hands and forced him to look at me. His eyes were getting red.
"I'm sorry, baby," Nick tried to say, his voice breaking. "It's just that I feel as if I don't belong here. Everytime you talk to someone, I can't understand and I feel embarrassed."
"Baby," I began. "Nicky, don't cry. The reason why I brought you here is because . . . I wanted to show you the other part of the world that you never saw." I kissed his lips tenderly. My tongue felt dry. That meant I was going to cry, too.
"Ally," Nick said, his tears gone. "Don't cry. I love you; don't cry on our first honeymoon day."
I nodded my head, agreeing. "I just don't wanna hurt you," I tried to say.
"Baby, you're not." He put his finger on my chin making me face him. "C'mon, let's go rest."

We got up and made our way to the master bedroom. Nick stripped down to his boxers. I stayed the way I was.

"I love you," I heard Nick say, kissing my lips softly before I closed my eyes to fall into deep sleep.

**RATED R**

After I finished with her neck, I began to kiss her lips again. At the same time, I began to lift up her shirt and her bra. We pulled away, and I took off her shirt and bra both landing on the floor. We kissed passionately as I continued to undress her. I entered my tongue inside her mouth . . . a way we haven't kissed in a long time. I unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts with her panties; soon after they too were on the floor. I looked at her . . . her once again naked body, lying on the bed.
"Ally, I almost forgot how beautiful you are," I told her. "God, you're so beautiful."
She just smiled; I smiled back. I leaned back in to kiss her again. I put my hands on her back, rubbing it softly. She had wrapped her arms around my neck, pushing my mouth to go deeper into hers. I went back down to her neck, kissing and sucking it lightly. I heard her moan. I moved down to her breasts. I took one in my mouth, repeating what I did to her neck. I did the same to the other one. I went lower to her stomach, kissing it. I went back up to her lips, kissing them hard. I began rubbing her, and she moaned. I pushed my finger inside her, making her to moan louder. I thrusted my finger inside and out of her. I noticed she was trying hard not to scream. She kept her eyes closed. She always did. I knew when she closed them, she was letting her feelings take over her . . . letting me take over of her . . . letting me take over her soul.
She was so close when I took my finger out. She looked at me.
"Por favor, Nickolas, por favor," she begged. ("Please, Nickolas, please.")
"Por favor, what baby?" I told her.
She pouted. "Entralo." ("Put it back in.")
"Ok," I told her simply.
She looked at me strangely. I entered myself deep inside her and began thrusting in and out quickly. She moaned deeply. Soon, I felt her hands on back; her nails dug inside my skin, turning me on. I kissed her passionately. She replied by kissing me softly. I felt her beginning to shake. I wrapped my arms around her body, holding her. She moaned again. I whispered in her ear softly.
"Shh, babygirl," I comforted her. "It's ok, baby, it's ok. It's alright."
She looked a bit in pain. I looked into her eyes. She looked as if she was going to cry. I slowed my pace. Her pain went away, but she continued to shake.
"Nicky," she tried to say. "I'm so close, Nicky. Hold me, Nicky, hold me."
I held her as I made my final thrusts. She screamed my name as she came and I screamed her name.
"Nicky, you feel so good," she moaned as my cum entered her insides.
I got out of her and laid down next to her. "I love you," I heard her say softly.
"I love you, too, babygirl," I replied. I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her forehead, and entered the world of unconsciousness.

July 27, 2008
11:30am
(Ally's POV)
I woke up to hear Nick snoring softly. I smiled. I looked at the environment around me: all the bags and suitcases around on the floor, the window was partly opened, and Nick had his arms around my waist, having me close to him. I heard he stopped snoring. I looked at him for a few seconds. His eyes opened up.

"Good morning, baby," he said, kissing my cheeks lightly.
I smiled, "Buenos dias, papichulo." ("Good morning, babyboy.")
He smiled and stretched. "What we gonna do today?"
"Well," I began, "I wanna go to San Pedro de Macoris and go to my uncle's farm."
"Cool."
"But," I continued. "We gotta rent a car. It takes like 2 or 2 and a half hours to get there."
"Aw."
I pouted.
"Ok," he replied, giving in.
I smiled, kissing him. "C'mon, chulo, we gotta take a shower, first."
"Ooh, shower," he smiled mischievously, touching my arms.
"No," I told him.

3 Hours & 30 Minutes Later . . .
2:02pm
Nick and I were on our way to my uncle, Tio Abraham's, farm. By the way, Tio means "uncle." Anyway, we rented a car at the airport, where Dominican girls were checking Nick out.

"Mirelo. El e buenmoso. Tu no quer?" one said. ("Look at him. He looks hott. Don't ya think?")
"Aye, si," the other replied. ("Oh, yeah.")
"Yo lo quierdo," the first one said. ("I want him.")

Nick smiled at them. I noticed the first one lick her lips at him. I turned around, grabbing Nick's hands. I smiled at the girls devilishly. The first one gave me a dirty look.

So, we finally made it to the farm. I looked at the workers and smiled remembering them.
"This is it, Nick. Whatcha think?" I asked, looking at him.
I nodded his head agreeingly. "It's cool. How many acres does he have?"
"Eh, 1 or 2. But, I don't care about that. C'mon, Nicky, let's go to the horses!"

I ran to the little house of where my uncle kept all the horses. I took out a black horse. "This one's mine," I told Nick. "I love riding him." I gave Nick a brown horse.
He pet the horse.
I got on mine quickly. "C'mon, get on him."
Nick got on the brown horse and we rode all around the farm. I felt a bit as if I was flying. I was high up and the wind blew on the hot day. After the horses, I showed Nick the ducklings. I put one of them in a pool of water and it swam. Nick was a bit scared that it would drown since it was sinking when I put him on the water. We watched the sun go down, and the day ended with a romantic kiss.

Next Day . . .
July 18, 2008
11am
I was in the kitchen, listening to merengue when Nick entered the room.

"Sleep well?" I asked, cooking breakfast, brunch, whatever!
"Yeah, especially next to you," he said sweetly.
"Aw, you sweetbug. You deserve a kiss for that compliment." I walked towards Nick kissing his lips lightly as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. The kiss grew so intense I moaned. I felt his hardness between my legs. I pulled back. "Horny?"
"After that kiss, yeah," Nick said, touching his lips.
I giggled.
"So what are we gonna do today?"
"We're going back to Haina. I wanna show you this amazing thing."
"Isn't everything amazing for you?"
I gave him a dirty look.
"Sorry," he replied.
"It's ok."

Later, we ate the breakfast, brunch, whatever you wanna call it! LoL And Nick and I got ready to go to Haina once again.

3 Hours & 44 Minutes Later . . .
2:44pm
We got the location.

"Looks like an old factory," Nick said.
"It is," I explained. "My grandfather used to own it. Now, it's abandoned. Thank God, it's still not torn down. C'mon, let's go inside."

We entered the old factory, which was on the back of a peso. Everything was dusty, of course, but since Nick and I liked old stuff we both enjoyed it.
"Wow," Nick started. "When was the last time it was used?"
"I don't know. I think maybe in 1994," I answered.
"This is so old," I heard him whisper.
I smiled. "But, beautiful, isn't it?"
He nodded.

We continued to search. We got to the room where the employees would work. Nick saw sugar.

"It's a sugar factory?"
"Sugar cane," I corrected him.
He eat some sugar.
"Nick, that thing is old. What are you doing?"
"Checking if it's still good."
I laughed and I thought, "Blondie."
"C'mon, no more," I stopped him.
"Ok," Nick obeyed, grabbing one more pile of sugar.

"That was cool," Nick said, as we got inside the car.
"I know."

1 Hour & 14 Minutes Later . . .
4pm
Nick and I reached the other location which was to a beach. As we got closer, Nick's eyes and mouth were open wide. "Whoa," he said. In the distance, there was a ship stuck in the water and you could see it from the shore.
"Freaky, isn't it?"
"Oh, yeah."

We got out of the car and made our way to the shore. Nick just stared at the ship. "What happen?" he asked.
"Jose says that it was because of the cyclone, Andrew. It's been there since 1993. He also said that men used to swim out to the ship to steal the dead people's money and jewelry."
"There's dead people on that ship?" he questioned.
I nodded.
"Freaky."
"Yeah, freaky, . . . but cool."

After watching the boat for a few more minutes, Nick and I headed back to the apartment.

1 Hour & 45 Minutes Later . . .
5:45pm
We finally arrived at the house, and since Nick and I didn't know what to do the rest of the day, we decided to go to a local club later on tonight. When we got into the bedroom, we had some intense moments, like making-out on the bed and on the wall. Since it was so hot, I wanted to refresh myself with water, so I . . . excuse me, WE took our second shower of the day. Like I said, it was just making-out. Anyway, I was ready to hit the club when I saw Nick sitting on the rocking chair, watching the sunset. I walked towards him.

"Chulo, que paso?" I asked him. ("Baby, what happen?")
"Nada, just watching the sunset and thinking," he answered. ("Nothing, . . .")
"¿Pensando de que?" ("Thinking of what?")
"No . . . Noso . . . Nosotros. Yeah, nosotros," Nick said proudly, after he said the word correctly. ("Us.")
"Aw, . . . I love you, Nicky."
"Te amo, mamcita, para seimpre; te prometo." ("I love you, babygirl, forever; I promise.")

5 Hours Later . . .
10:45pm
After Nick said that, we made love again before coming to the club. But, now, we are at the club. Nick and I danced to the music of salsa, merengue, bachata, and remixes of our music, from the US. Bachata is like the country music in the Spanish world. Eh, I like bachata; it's ok . . . I'm not really interested in it and neither is Nick. He likes to do all the spins and all, like in merengue and salsa.

Nick was in the bathroom when I spotted someone familiar . . .

"Izzy?"
"Huh?"
"Oh, my God, hey!" I greeted Izzy. "Whatcha doin' here?"
"Chilliando, como tu," she told me. ("Chilling, like you.")
I stuck my tongue out at her. "You are one freaky person. Like a paparazzi, a stalker!" I laughed.
"Like Andrew in the 7th grade!" she said.
"Oh, yeah!" I continued laughed. Our friend, Andrew, was trying to take a picture of a guy named Alexis for our friend, Melanie. Andrew kept on getting in Alexis's way, and he kept going in front of Alexis like the paparazzi, trying to take his picture. I saw Nick coming back.
"Hey, baby," I greeted him, kissing him on the lips lightly.
Izzy just rolled her eyes.
"Sad you miss Danny?" I teased her.
"Actually, no . . . Danny is right here, smartass."
I stuck my tongue out on her again. I saw Daniel coming in the distance. "Hey, Dan."
"Hey, waddup Ally? Yo, Nick, holla back, son."
I looked at Danny, suprised. He's never spoken gangsta before. "Izzy, dude, what did you do to your white boy?"
"Turned him a bit gangsta," Izzy replied simply, kissing Daniel.
This time, I rolled my eyes, and she stuck out her tongue. I turned my head another direction as I felt Nick kissing my neck.
"I love you, baby," he told me.
"I know, Nicky. You told me and showed me earlier today."
He smiled, "Mind if I tell and show you again tonight?"
I smiled in return. "Nope, I don't mind," I smiled, as Nick pulled me in for a passionate kiss.

45 Minutes Later . . .
11:30pm
After dancing, again, to different types of music, and making-out for the 20th time, we met up with Frankie.

"Hey, how's the honeymoon?" Frankie asked, after Nick and I's major make-out session.
"Oh, great," I said, breathless. "No word's to describe it."
"Yeah," Nick added, "amazing."
Frankie laughed. "Any kids on the way?"
Nick and I looked at each other. "We're working on it," I told Frankie, nodding my head.
"Um, yeah," Nick agreed.
"Whatever, guys," Frankie said, walking away.
As soon as he left, Nick and I made-out like crazy again.

4 Hours Later . . .
3:30am
Nick and I decided to go home. We weren't drunk . . . honest! I dropped my bag on the living room chair, and Nick twirled me around, kissing my lips. Nick carried me to the bedroom and laid me on the bed, stripping me off of my clothes.

"Mmm, Nicky," I moaned. "Nicky, no . . . . no, Nicky," I stopped him.
"But, baby, . . .," Nick whined.
"Nicky, no," I told him in a serious tone.
"But, Ally," he told me softly, "I wanna make a baby."
I paused. What did he say? I looked into his light blue eyes. "What did you say?" I whispered.
"I wanna a baby, Ally," he repeated. "I wanna make Kryssie."
I gasped. "Oh, my God," I thought. "Nicky, a-are you sure?"
"Only if you wanna, babygirl. I can wait," he replied simply.
I looked into the piercing, blue eyes again, tears appearing in my eyes. I smiled as Nick did the same.
He rubbed his nose against mine. "Please, babygirl," he begged.
I smiled, nodding my head. "Let's make Kryssie."

Throughout the night, Nick and I made love. To me, it was different for all the other times we did. This night was important . . . This night, Nick and I were hoping to make a baby and become the parents of Krystal Sky Carter.

1 Week Later . . .
July 25, 2008
9pm
We were back home in the good ole' USA. Marriage has been great. Nick and I spent every moment we could with one another. Married life was good. I enjoyed being married. All the excitement of it, ya know? It's all . . . so . . . cool . . . and different. After unpacking, Nick and I decided to greet everyone and tell them about the honeymoon. After we did, Jane brought me into the kitchen.

"Any plans on raising a family?" she asked.
I smiled. "Well, some day," I replied. "Some day."

Guess she wants to be a grandmother already. But, as a matter of fact, everyone's been asking me and Nick that question. The guys, Kris, Leigh, Sarah, Izzy, my mom and dad, including Baylee! I gave them all the same answer, . . . "Some day."

Today was a very hot day. I nearly died trying to keep myself cool. I told Nick I didn't want to make love tonight . . . Obviously, you know! It's too hot! So hot, I decided to go skinny-dipping in the pool. And guess who joined me? Yes, of course, Mr. Carter. We made-out for a few minutes when we pulled back to catch our breaths.

"Like being Mrs. Carter so far?" Nick asked, licking my lips.
I smiled. "Of course. I love being Mrs. Nickolas Gene Carter."
"God, stop saying my full name," he laughed.
"¿Porque?" ("Why?")
"Baby, stop. Your Spanish makes me horny. I don't wanna get rough with you now," he laughed.
"Entoses pontes duro con migo," I said seductively, rubbing his footprint tattoos. ("Then, get rough with me.")
"Baby, no," he said, trying to relax.
"Si, Nickolas, si." ("Yes, Nickolas, yes.") I kissed him hard as I felt his lips on mine. He entered his tongue immediately, trying to take all of my mouth in his.
"Coño, babygirl," he moaned. ("Damn, . . .")

And, well, . . . Nick and I make love once again.

1 Month, 1 Week, & 2 Days Later . . .
September 3, 2008
Today is my first day of college. God, I am so scared. I've never been to college, although my cousins' told me it's not that bad. "Unless, you get lost on the campus and you're late for class," one of them said. I moaned in tiredness. "It's gonna be ok, baby; I promise. Remember, I'm just about 30 minutes away," Nick said, comforting me that morning. I smiled when he told me that.

Let's see . . . as you know, my birthday passed, and Nick gave me a surprise birthday party at the Carters'. For Howie's birthday, we went to Tabu again and, of course, partied. Ya know, going to Tabu for his birthday has become like a traditional thing. And, well, I guess that's it. Now, back to college . . .

I told Nick to go out and do something while I'm gone. I kinda worried about him . . . you know, Nick CAN take care of himself. He has for almost all his life. I'm just scarred he might get hurt. At about 3pm, when college was finally over for the day, I drove over the Overseas Highway, past the house, all the way to Key West. I entered Sloppy Joe's and into the manager's office. I asked him were my place would be. He said the bar. I grew excited. I've always wanted to handle the bar. I saw someone entering the bar . . . Guess who it was? My darling, Nick Carter.

"Can I have some soda?" Nick asked me. He didn't know it was me; I had my back facing him.
"What type?" I asked him.
"Uh, I dunno . . . Um, coke."
"Okie dokie," I told him, getting his soda prepared. I faced him, "Here ya go, Mister."
"Hey, is this your first day?" Nick asked. Now, he knew it was me.
"Yup."
"Just came from college?"
"Yup."
"Mind if I reward you?" he whispered huskily.
"What do you mean, sir?" I asked, playing dumb.
"I mean like a tip, . . . A kiss perhaps?"
"Oh, I dunno, sir. I don't think you're wife would like that."
"Oh, she would. I know she would," he whispered, leaning in and kissing my lips.
I kissed back and about a few seconds later, I pulled back. "Sir, I believe your wife is working."
"Oh, yeah. Work it, baby, work it," he moaned, leaning in again.
I stopped him this time. "I don't think your wife wants to get fired on her first day."
"Well, alright. As long as she promises to get her reward tonight."
"She promises," I promised, smiling.

1 Month, 3 Weeks, & 6 Days
October 31, 2008
9am
Happy Halloween! Nick and I are planning on going to the Carters' for this event. Jane says she gonna cook "the best Halloween meal ever." To be honest, I've never had a "Halloween meal." "Well, this'll be your first," Nick told me.

Only thing that happen was Bob's birthday. Nick and Aaron took Bob to boat races, and it was like a "Father-and-Sons" day. I thought it was a cute idea. Us girls just stayed at the Carters' and waited for them to come home to eat. I told Jane about my morning sickness. Yes, guys, I am having morning sickness. I think I could be pregnant.

"Oh, my God!" Jane said. "I believe you could be pregnant! Oh, my!"
"Jane relax," I comforted her.
"Relax?! I think I'm gonna be a grandmother! How could I?!"
I laughed.

Ooh, and college is getting cool, except for all those reports, but it's all good. My bartending job is pretty cool, too. The Carters' have come to visit me a few times, of course, along with Nick. Aaron even wanted a discount just because I work there now. "Aw, c'mon, baby. Can't you at least hook me up once?" Aaron asked. "Nope," I replied simply.

And well, yeah . . . That's it for now. Nick and I are at the doctors' to see if I am pregnant.

"As a matter of fact," the doctor began, "you are pregnant. 3 months to be exact. The baby is healthy, and it seems as if it will go well along with the process."
I smiled, "Thanks doc."
"No problem," he replied, walking out of the room.
I faced Nick, smiling.
Nick smiled also in return. We were speechless. We couldn't say anything; we were so happy and excited.
"We're gonna be parents," Nick whispered, with a wide smile in his face.
"I know," I whispered back. "Amazing, isn't it?."
"Yeah, . . . wanna go tell everyone?"
"Only if you're willing to."
He nodded his head. "Yeah, but later. I wanna spend time with you and baby."
I smiled. "Great idea."

10 Hours Later . . .
8pm
We were in the Carter house eating the "Halloween meal". I ate a lot, and I think Jane noticed. She looked at me. I smiled and nodded my head slowly. She smiled. She was the first to know she was going to be a grandmother.

After the meal, we went into the living room and discussed about what's going on in our lives. Nick rubbed my neck with his nose, whispering, "Wanna tell them now?" I looked at him and smiled, nodding my head. Nick got their attention and stood up.

"Mom, Dad, guys," he began, referring to his brother and sisters, "Ally's gonna have a baby."
Leslie and Angel gasped as everyone stared at me. Ok, . . . I'm feeling a little uncomfortable now.
"And before anyone asks," Nick continued, "she's 3 months."
I smiled proudly.
Jane was the first to congratulate me. "Oh, my God, honey, congratulations," she said, her voice breaking.
I smiled, "Thanks."
She hugged me again as I saw Bob hugging Nick.

(Nick's POV)
"Dad, you're gonna be a grandfather," I told my father, hugging him.
"I know; you're gonna be a father," he told me, sounding as if his voice was breaking.
"Yeah," I replied, as I pictured myself as a father. Man, is fatherhood gonna be fun.
After my Dad came my Mom. "Whatcha think of the Halloween surprise, Ma?"
"I love it, Nickolas. I love it."

2 Hours Later . . .
10pm
(Ally's POV)
Nick and I were in the car heading for home. We were listening to the car when I heard one of my favorite songs I haven't heard in the last 5 years . . .

Somewhere there's speaking;
It's already coming in
Oh, and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here, and you don't know why,
But under skinned knees and the skid marks;
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return

He's everything you want;
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be;
He says all the right things at exactly the right time,
But he means nothing to you, and you don't know why

You're waiting for someone
To put you together;
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover;
There's always something more you wish he'd say

He's everything you want;
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be;
He says all the right things at exactly the right time,
But he means nothing to you, and you don't know why

But, you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for,
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time,
It's only what you're waiting for

Out of the island;
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice,
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return

He's everything you want;
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be;
He says all the right things at exactly the right time,
But he means nothing to you, and you don't know why

I am everything you want;
I am everything you need;
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be;
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time,
But I mean nothing to you, and I don't know why
And I don't know
Why
I don't know

"Oh," I began, "I love that song. I haven't heard it in 5 years."
"That's a long time," Nick said.
"I know. I'm so happy I heard it again, . . . and especially since I have a little person inside of me," I smiled, touching my stomach.
Nick smiled as he parked into the driveway. He kissed my lips softly. "I love you."
I kissed him back, "I love you, too." I smiled, but it soon faded as Nick opened the car door for me. I felt as if we were being watched again.

Nick noticed this. "Baby, is there something wrong?" he asked, looking at me questioningly.
I looked around the backyard, "Not really."
Nick looked around, trying to figure out what I was looking at.
"I have this major feeling we're being watched," I tried to explain to him.
He nodded his head, still looking around.
"C'mon, let's go inside," I said, changing the subject.

We went inside and I looked around the house. I looked at my arms. I had goosebumps. Nick hugged me from behind. We walked upstairs into our bedroom. We were silent and the only noise you could hear was me breathing heavily and Nick sighing. We stripped ourselves into our PJs and laid on the bed. Nick was facing my back while I was facing our closet, thinking. He pulled me into his grasp and whispered into my ear, "I love you, baby. I promise I won't let anything or anyone come between us. I'll never let anything or anyone hurt you ever again. I promise." He kissed my cheek as I drifted into sleep.

1 Month & 6 Days Later . . .
December 7, 2008
8pm
Well, guys! Today is Aaron & Angel's 21st birthday. Wow, can ya believe the two smallest of the Carter clan is already legal? And guess where the party was . . . in a club! "Na, on my first day, I want to drink a margarita or get drunk," Aaron said. Because of my pregnancy, I decided to say home with Jane. I rather stay home, relaxing, instead of listening to banging music. I told Nick to go ahead; I want him to have fun on his brother's first day. But, unexpectedly, the door opened. Nick entered the room.

"Nickolas, que tu estas sendo aqui?" I asked him. (" . . ., what are you doing here? ")
"I didn't want to leave you sola and I missed you," he tried to say. It was so cute. (". . . alone . . .")
"You're not. Tu mama estas qui con migo." ("You're mother is here with me.")
"Really?"
I nodded my head.

Nick walked into the kitchen and about a minute later, I saw Jane walking out the door.
"I'm going to the club," she began to explain. "Nick's gonna stay. I gotta see how's my son, especially since he's legal now. Bye." She closed the door, and Nick on the couch next to me.
"You hungry?" he asked me.
I shook my head, "I already ate."
He nodded his head. Minutes later I felt a little pain in my stomach, causing me to jump.
"Ooh," I moaned, holding my stomach tightly.
Nick also jumped. "Baby, a-are you ok?"
I nodded my head, moaning again.
"What's wrong, baby? Tell me," he said, trying to remain calm.
"The baby," I tried to say. I moaned again. "It's kicking."
Nick looked at me, shocked.
"Come, . . . feel." I held my stomach as I felt the baby beginning to kick softly.
"Wow," he said, feeling the baby's kicks. "She was kicking hard, huh?"
I nodded my head, "Yeah, thank God, she stopped kicking so hard. Now, it's just soft kicks." I sighed deeply.
Nick smiled as he kissed my stomach.
I smiled.
"I love you," he told me, kissing my lips passionately. "I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you."
"You'd go crazy," I smiled, kissing him back.

2 Weeks & 3 Days Later . . .
December 24, 2008
10pm
Nick and I were in the car. We were on our way home from having Christmas Eve dinner at the Carters'. Yeah, it was fun. Jane told me some of their Christmas stories. Nothing really going on. Except that . . . Well, I have this big feeling that something bad is gonna happen tonight. Should I tell Nick? I dunno . . . I'll just keep it to myself; I don't want him to start worrying.

Nick drove into the driveway, and I looked at the house . . . Inside was pitch black. My heart was thumping rapidly against my chest. I gulped and sighed trying to remain calm. "Ok, I should stop," I thought to myself. "I'm being paranoid." I walked towards the front door with Nick in front of me. I looked around at my surroundings, the frontyard. The only sound you could hear was the sound of crickets. Nick opened the front door, and I entered . . .

"Something wrong, baby?" he asked, closing the door.
"N-No, t-there's nothing wrong. Just thinking," I told him.
"You sure?" Nick said, wrapping his arms around my waist, rubbing my stomach, kissing and sucking my neck.
I nodded, moaning. That's my weakness.

Then all of a sudden, the light was turned on.
"Merry Christmas," said a voice behind us. This voice was too familiar. "Sorry to spoil YOU'RE Christmas."
Nick and I turned around . . . And Willa strikes again.
Nick sighed and using his strong, manly voice, he said, "What do you want, Willa?"
"The person I've wanted for the past few years . . . You," she answered.
Nick sighed, "Never again. I told you that. Never. It was a mistake."
"Oh, yeah? What if you could have two people instead of one?" she said, as someone appeared into the light . . . Isabelle.
"No," Nick answered simply.
"Fine, then," Willa said, "Have it your way . . . Come on this side, Nickolas, now."
"No," Nick repeated.
"Do it . . .," she took out a gun, "Or else."
Nick looked at the gun pointing at me. Nick and I looked at each other and noticed . . . This time, Willa's serious.

I gulped and sighed trying to remain calm. "Nick, go."
"No," Nick repeated again. "No, I'm not leaving you."
"Do it!" Willa said, "Or else I'll shoot her stomach, making your baby gone."
I looked at Nick. "It's the only way," I whispered to him. "We have no choice."
Nick sighed, "I love you." He walked to Willa's side and sat down on a chair. Isabelle handcuffed him and tied him to the chair.
I stood there, watching her pointing her gun at me for every move I made, and Isabelle kissing the lips that I would always kiss. I watched as she entered her tongue into Nick's mouth. He knew he had to. Or else our baby, or even I, would be gone. Their kiss continued and lasted for a couple of minutes. I stood there, my head down, tears falling from my eyes . . . I was heartbroken. I rose my head again, regaining my strength and becoming strong once again. Fighting for Nick was always a challenge for me. I've fought for him all my life, and I'm not backing down now. I'm not gonna risk Nick again; I'm not gonna lose him . . . He is my prized possession.
"That's enough, Isabelle," Willa told her, pushing her towards me. Isabelle also handcuffed me.
I looked at Nick. His face showed sadness. He looked up at me and noticed that I had silently cried.
"Go upstairs," Isabelle told me.

I went upstairs with Isabelle close behind me. I walked with my handcuffed hands to the front and my head down as if I was a prisoner. I entered Nick and my room.
"Sit on the chair," Isabelle said.
Helplessly, I obeyed. I looked around the room as if looking at it for the first time, then closed my eyes to avoid tears coming down. I felt Isabelle tie me up tightly to the chair. I opened my eyes, seeing Nick and Willa entering the room. Nick showed no expression on his face.
"Lay down on the bed," Willa told Nick.
I watched as Nick did what he was told.
"Now," she began, "we'll give you what you've been dreaming of for years . . . A threesome."
I gulped when she said that. I sighed deeply . . . My tears are coming.
"And you," Willa pointed at me. "You will watch . . ." She grabbed my jaw and squeezed it tightly. ". . . Or else." She pointed the gun at me.
"I will," I said, inaudible to hear.
"Good," she said, getting on top of Nick.
This is the worst night of my life.

3 Hours & 30 Minutes Later . . .
1:30am
Hours later, after the 3-hour sex scene, I was falling asleep. I shut my eyes, falling asleep slowly. Isabelle untied me from the chair. "Lay down with your face facing the floor," Isabelle ordered. I did what she said. I laid there, closing my eyes again, falling into deep sleep.
"Hold him," I heard Willa tell Isabelle.

(Nick's POV)
Isabelle held me as I watched Willa take out the gun.
"No!" I screamed. "Stop!" I saw Ally lift her head up as Willa shot into her back. She screamed in pain, and I moved trying to get out of Isabelle's grasp.
"No!" I screamed again, still moving trying to protect Ally. I watched in horror as blood appeared on the back of Ally's shirt, and I listened to her cries of help and pain. I looked at the gun in Willa's hand. She pulled the trigger again. Another shot was fired . . . And Ally . . . was silent.
"No! No!" I screamed repeatedly, tears appearing in my eyes.
"Let's go," Willa said.
I looked back at Ally laying on the floor, her blood still coming out. She and Isabelle pulled me out of the room. We entered the hallway, and I looked at the door. It was the room where every dream came true and where every dream was destroyed.

We walked outside where Willa parked her car. Isabelle drove while Willa stood in the back, watching me, TRYING to arouse me. But, I can't be aroused . . . I just witnessed the death of my soulmate and beloved wife. And what's worse is knowing that she also carried MY first child. My life will never be the same again.

1 Week Later . . .
December 31, 2008
1pm
Today is New Year's Eve. I've been in hostage for a week now. The last time I ate was the day before yesterday's lunch. I only ate one bite. And after that bite I was full, not satisfied, but full. Every night Willa and Isabelle tortured me. They tried to convince me into to having sex with them. But, never. They could tell me I had to or they would kill me, and I still wouldn't care. I don't care about anything anymore, only Ally. My heart, my life, everything inside me is empty. My light is gone, and it will never come back. If you're wondering, yes, I'm still handcuffed. What's also sad is that probably missed my wife's funeral . . .

"Come out of the building with the victim," I heard a voice, coming from the window say. Then, I heard sirens . . . The cops! They're here! I jumped, trying to see the window; Willa and Isabelle had me tied up. Then, Willa and Isabelle came into the room.
"C'mon," Willa shoved me into the hallway, after Isabelle untied me. She had me in front of her with the gun pointing at my neck. "Alright, no funny stuff," she told the cops. There were about 10 cop cars with all the cops pointing at us. God, this is gonna take long.

"Alright," Willa began, "I want a $500,000. Then, I'll give you the guy."
"What?!" I said.
"Shut up, Carter," Willa murmured.
I studied the gun, trying to see ways in which I could change everything . . . like I have the gun; you know, like how the do in movies? Quickly, I grabbed the gun, pointing it at Willa. I noticed Isabelle was looking in her pocket for a gun. "Looking for this?" I told her, showing her the extra gun she was looking for. I moved back to the police's side. Willa and Isabelle put their hands up helplessly.
A few cops went in front of them. "You're under arrest, both of you, for life," he said, handcuffing their wrist. I smiled. Willa has finally been defeated. Another policeman unhandcuffed me, and I stared at my wrists. They were black and blue. I looked up and remembered.
"Do you know where my wife, Alyson, is?" I asked a cop.
He answered me, "Yes, she's in the hospital."
I looked at him. "She's still alive?" I asked him, shaking.
"Yes," he told me, and I smiled to that. I was about to grab a car to go to the hospital, but the cop stopped me. "She's in a coma."
I looked at him. He can't be serious. "Take me to the hospital."

1 Hour & 15 Minutes Later . . .
2:15pm
I arrived at the hospital. I saw my fam and Ally's fam, including Izzy. "Oh, Nickolas, you're ok. Thank God!" my mom cried. To be honest, I didn't really care right now. I'm about to lose the love of my life. I walked straight to Izzy.
"How is she?"
"I dunno . . . She hasn't really made progress."
I nodded, "What room?"
"Last room."

I walked to the last room down the hall. I put my hands on the doorknob, and it felt so cold that I shivered a bit. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I looked at Ally, laying on the hospital bed, with machines near her. I grabbed a chair and sat next to her. I grabbed her hand and it was also cold, cold as ice. I looked at her face. I caressed her cheek with my hand as tears appeared on my face. I leaned closer to her. Our faces, our lips just inches apart.

"Oh, God," I cried. "Ally, be ok. Please be ok, babygirl. I need you; I love you. Please, please, don't leave me. Ally, I-I . . ." I don't know what to say. No more words left to describe my love. "Ally, if you can hear me, please, tell me. Give me a sign; anything."
As I held her hand, I felt it grow warm. I smiled. I kissed her cheek. I looked at her face, and finally . . . I kissed her lips. I kissed them softly, and I felt her kiss back.

I pulled back. "Ally?" I stood their waiting for an answer, another signal. Her hand grew hot again. I felt her fingers move. I looked in amazement. Her eyes opened. I smiled happily, "Ally, thank God, you're ok."
Her lips parted. "Nicky," she moaned my name. "Oh, Nicky . . ."
"Yes?" I looked at her.
She stretched her muscles, "W-What happened? Where did you go? Oh, my God, i-is the baby ok?" She sat up. "Nick? Don't you know anything?!"
"Ally, Ally, Ally, . . . calm down, babygirl, relax," I told her.
She did what I said.
"First of all, I dunno anything about the baby . . ."
"Nick!"
"Shh, baby. I'm gonna find out, ok?"
"Go!"

I walked out of the room, looking for the doctor. I found him and asked him about the baby.
"Because she was shot in the back it did not affect the baby, so the baby is perfectly fine."
I smiled and thought, "Kryssie's ok . . . She's ok . . ."
I made it to the waiting room where everyone was. I smiled, "She's awake and fine. . ." Everyone hugged each other happily and, I continued, ". . . along with the baby." I walked back to the room, and Ally looked at me. "She's fine," I told her.
She smiled and touched her stomach. "Strong baby," she whispered.
"Just like her mother," I added, kissing her lips. "I love you, Ally."
"I love you, too, Nick . . . Te amo. Te prometo que te voy amas para siempre . . .Te prometo." ("I love you. I promise I will love you forever . . . I promise.")

3 Months & 20 Days Later . . .
April 22, 2009
(Ally's POV)
My screams were the sound that was coming from the hospital room . . . Yes, I'm in labor. I remember earlier I was nervous; it is my first child, and I've seen documentaries where they said giving birth is painful. God, does all the pushing hurt.

Nick's birthday was back in January, as you know. We just spent the day together. Then came Valentine's Day, Izzy and Dan's wedding day. How nice it was . . . in a church. Very romantic . . . Anyway, my mom's birthday, Jane's birthday, and finally, Izzy's birthday. She had to spent it over here, since I was in the hospital, hehe. So once again, here I am in pain . . .

I screamed, "Oh, God!" I was holding Nick's hand. It's amazing how he kept up with me. I'm hurting his hands by just squeezing them! Izzy, Nick, and the doctor were my coaches. Izzy kept me relaxed after I screamed at Nick.

"I'm gonna kill you for this, Carter!" I screamed, as a contraction flowed through my body. I moaned loudly.
"No, you're not, babygirl," Nick told me, looking at me and the doctor back and forth.
"I will! I swear!" I screamed and moaned again. "Remind me to kill him, Izzy!"

And later on, came more pain.

"I can't go through with this," I cried, "It hurts, Nicky; it hurts so bad."
Nick tried to relax me. "It's ok, babygirl," he comforted me. "Just think about the baby. Just think how she'll look when she's born."

Thank God; after all that pushing, our first child finally came. A baby's cries filled the room. Nick was carrying the baby and showed her to me . . . Yes, HER.

"Look, baby, i-it's Kryssie," Nick said, smiling. I never saw him so happy in my life.
He handed me our baby. I stared at the baby that I created . . . That the man I've loved all my life and I made. She was beautiful. I caressed her cheek, decreasing her cries. I stared down at her as she stared back at me, smiling. I smiled back at her. Soon she fell into deep sleep. I watched her as she slept. I looked at Nick, and he smiled. We stared back at our daughter, . . . Krystal Sky Carter.

Present Day . . .
September 6, 2003
My alarm went off. It woke me up. The night before I had a dream . . . Nick and I were married and the last event that happened was that I was giving birth to Nick's and I first child. Later on, we had 4 more kids . . . Jason Zachary, Destiny Caridad, Samantha Isabella, and Scott Gene.

Today, I will meet Nick again . . . Only this time I will meet Aaron, too. Hehe, I got the 2-for-1 special. I woke up at 8. The reason why I woke up so early is so obvious . . . I gotta look good for the Carter brothers! So, in the morning I made like a complete make-over of myself. I took 1 hour in the shower! Well, let's skip on the important parts . . .

I went to the Twister Moves concert. When Nick came out, damn did he look good! I almost fainted. I know I've met him before, but c'mon guys! Every time I see him he's like . . . changed. So then, at the ToysRUs autograph signing, I only saw them for like 20 seconds altogether. First, it was Aaron . . .

I saw Aaron sign the paper. He looked up at me. "Hi," he said, smiling.
"Hi," I said, grinning and waving like an excited 5-year-old.

Then, Aaron passed the paper to Nick. He was talking to Aaron, and I just stood there. Earlier before, on the line for the autograph signing, my legs were weak and shaking, and my stomach had butterflies. I saw Nick's blonde head. Nick was passing me the autographed paper.

"Here; this is for you," I said quickly, handing him my letter. It was 5-pages . . . I was speaking my mind, and it had 5 of my poems.
Nick looked at me shocked, completely not expecting that. I stared into his eyes again. I saw them sparkle a bit.
"And this, too." I handed him a penny.
Nick looked at the penny. "Thanks," he said, smiling happily. It said 'I love you' in it. Also, I had my intials in the back.
I smiled back and left.

Afterwards, since my aunt and cousins, Tayra and Nova, came. My aunt said she saw everything.
"I saw him put the penny in his pocket," she told me, "and I saw him put the letter on his lap."

Next Day . . .
September 7, 2003
I met Nick yesterday. Amazing it was . . . "I hope Nick reads letter," I thought. I wanted him to read my letter as soon as he got to his hotel room, or at least the next morning. I was listening to a radio station here in New York, and I heard my favorite song. I thought, "Oh, my God . . . Is this a sign?" I asked God for a sign to tell me if Nick read my letter. I spoke to God, "If another song comes up that I like, then Nick did read my letter." I waited till the song finish . . . My other favorite song came up . . . "Dreaming Of You." I stood their shock. God answered my prayers . . . Most likely, Nick DID read my letter. It is possible . . . The dream I had before MIGHT come true . . . Nickolas Gene Carter, the only thing I can do, right now, is just dream of you . . .