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This final chapter is dedicated to sweet18_2003 and Starry eyes. thank you guys so much for the feedback im glad everyone who read this story liked it!

Dreaming of You


Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star that somewhere you are
Thinking of me too

Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Backstreet fans all over the world gathered in sorrow. They could not believe that it was over. In Orlando, fans gathered carrying white roses and candles. Tears poured down their faces for the love they had had for all of them.

Wonder if you ever see me
And I wonder if you know I'm there
If you looked in my eyes
Would you see what's inside
Would you even care?

I just wanna hold you close
But so far all I have are dreams of you
So I wait for the day
And the courage to say how much I love you
Yes I do!

It was so hard to believe that the boys were gone. The flames on the candles flickered making the tears shine like diamonds against the skin of many colors. Fans of all ages held up signs in memory of the guys. Pictures of them were all over. Nick, Brian, Howie, AJ and Kevin would always be remembered.

I'll be dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Corazón
I can't stop dreaming of you
No puedo dejar de pensar en ti
I can't stop dreaming
Cómo te necesito
I can't stop dreaming of you
Mi amor, cómo te extraño

Nick laughed as he and Brian played basketball.

"Brian, you are my best friend in the whole world and you always will be."

~!@#$%^&*

"Howie man you really need to get a life! Those shoes are not cool." AJ looked in disgust at the shoes Howie held up. Howie just laughed and insisted on buying them.

~!@#$%^&*

"Aaaawww come on Kevin don't be such an old man. Can't I just stay up a little longer?" Nick pouted at the older man.

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Tears fell down Nicks cheeks. Please God, he prayed, please save my brother Brian. Hes really sick and is going to have an operation. Please stay with him

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Nick helped Brian walk down the hall slowly. Kevin, Howie, A.J and all of their family were there smiling hapy that Brian had made it through

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A.J sat in the tattoo place getting another tattoo. "Don't look so grossed out Howie." A.J laughed at the look on his friends face.

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Kevin rode his horse through Central Park happy to have a break from the guys. He loved them but had to have some time to himself to keep him sane. He laughed thinking of his younger brothers who drove him crazy.

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And best album of the year... THE BACKSTREET BOYS!

Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I still can't believe
That you came up to me and said "I love you"
I love you too!

Now I'm dreaming with you tonight
Till tomorrow and for all of my life
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming of you endlessly

"A tragic thing has happened. Orlando's own Backstreet Boys have been murdered. These five young men were very successful singers who had fans all over the world. The person who mudered him shot himself. Poliece are still trying to figure out what happened to make this madman kidnap and kill the boys. A firering squad had burst into where they boys were being kept but it was too late, they got shot." The reporter said tears in her eyes.

5 white coffins were lined up side by side. People from all around the world gathered around. Those who weren't at the site watched on tv. Cameras captured the faces of sorrow for the loss to the music world. No doubt about it, the Backstreet Boys would never be forgotten.

The coffins were slowly lowered into the rich, soft earth. Sprinkles of sand were gently thrown onto the tops of the coffins.

Fans couldn't bare to leave knowing that if they did it would be the end. All would be complete. The Backstreet Boys would never return to their adoring fans.

Dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room
I'll be dreaming of you tonight
Endlessly
And I'll be holding you tight
Dreaming...with you...tonight!

authors note: thanks for all of you who stuck with this i was actually gonna wait a few more days but decided to post it. hopefully ill be back soon with another story