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*Howie’s P.O.V*

 

            As soon as I stepped out of the hotel room I immediately started to question why in the world did I volunteer myself. I hope I don’t look suspicious enough that someone would recognize me… Oh wait, I don’t look like me anymore. I finally had made it to the elevator. As soon as the doors opened a bunch of teenage looking girls had been crammed in it. I sucked in my breath and stepped on the elevator. Maybe if I avoid eye contact they won’t talk to me.

 

“I’m so excited! I heard that Nick is single now so maybe if we find his room I can totally seduce him,” one girl squeaked.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, “I hope we find their floor!” another shouted in excitement.

“We have to look for floors that are surrounded with bodyguards.

 

‘This is isn’t the Millennium era…’ I thought to myself.

 

“I heard they were leaving today,” I said barely above a whisper.

A snort could be heard from behind me, “Oh really? Well goes to show you aren’t a true fan. Just because tour buses leave doesn’t mean private cars don’t take them to their next location. I am a Backstreetologist so I know how these things work,” a chubby but rude girl said.

“What is a Backstreetologist?” I asked and was afraid to find out.

“I know everything and anything there is to know about the boys. I am almost personally close with them. I go to all their shows and fan events. I’ve met each of them like ten times in one year. I even gave them birthday presents. It takes a lot of hard work a dedication to study and fully understand them,” She said proudly.

“You’re such a liar,” one of them said.

“Am not! You’re just jealous because you didn’t pass the online courses to be a certified Backstreetologist.”

“You actually paid money?” I asked.

“Only a small fee, but it is a small fee in order to be closer to my boys.”

 

            This was going to be one hell of an elevator ride. Between the one girl and her creepy rambling verses the others and their dirty thoughts I felt like I was riding in the Sears tower. An elevator ride shouldn’t be this long! When I finally heard the heavenly ding that would release me from my fandom hell I bolted out as soon as the doors opened. Stopping in my tracks in the lobby I looked around until I spotted the gift shop, ‘Success!’ I thought. Once I had made my way in I was greeted by an elderly lady. I smiled at her and scanned the isle for my target item. Finally I made it to the health care section and boy I was in for a surprise. It was like a mini pharmacy in here! There were all sorts of creams for rashes and itchy body parts. Things called douches… what kind of woman uses all this stuff? After having a mild panic attack at the stores inventory I found what I was looking for, ‘But which kind should I buy?’ I asked myself. In one hand I had heavy flow all night kind and then in the other I had regular long length. Then again Nick is pretty tall so maybe the long length? But he’s also not a light weight either so I maybe heavy flow? I probably should have asked him his measurements and weight before I left.

 

“Do you need any help?” the elderly woman’s voice asked behind me.

I jumped in surprise, “Why hello there! Yes I do need some help.”

“What can I assist you with?”

“I need to buy pads for my friend.”

“Ok, what type of flow is she having?”

I looked at her puzzled, “Flow? Nicky’s a bit rhythm less sometimes…”

“Not that kind of flow. Like how heavy is her period?”

“Well he’s like six two and weighs close to two hundred pounds. So I had figured the heavy ones but like I said he’s TALL so maybe the long lengths?”

The lady starred at me, “This is for a man?” she questioned.

Suddenly I thought about what I had just said, “Oh no! Forgive me! I am so frazzled at the moment. I just woke up and all. I’ve never brought pads for someone other than myself so I’m clueless because she just sent me down here with little information. She just started bleeding and freaked out on me,” I lied.

“The poor dear, in that case you may want to get a combination pack. If you ladies are staying for awhile it’ll be on the safe side to have different ones when her flow starts to change.

 

‘It changes?!’

 

            I thanked the elderly woman as she rung up my purchases and handed me my bag. Quest now completed, the next is getting back upstairs! For some reason the way my regular are made were not fitting around my hips to nicely. I had extra padding in the back that filled up as much space as it could in these pants. As I stood at the elevator shifting from foot to foot a man stood long side me. I could feel his eyes on me. The elevator rung as the doors opened and we both got inside. The creeper seemed to move closer to me starring forward to look at me in the reflection of the doors. I averted my eyes from the doors and looked up at the ceiling.

 

“So what floor are you on?” he asked nonchalantly.

“Excuse me?” I asked.

“I’m on a business trip for a few days. I own my own company and could use a little myself.”

“Sorry I’m married…”

“That’s ok, what your husband doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“Yeah but he’ll more than likely hurt you.”

 

            Thankfully the conversation ended their. I held the bag to my chest as the elevator landed on my floor. I stepped off only to feel my arm in his hand, “Hey I mean it. I’m staying in room 710. The names Charles if you’re interested,” he said. I turned my nose up and snatched my arm away. Panicking I dashed down the hall towards my door. Fumbling around in my pocket I finally found the key card. I swiped it and slammed the door behind me once I had stepped inside. Everyone was looking at me as I was panting against the door.

 

“Jeez D, did you go run a marathon?” AJ asked looking me over.

“Creeper… huge creeper… tried to pick me…” I said in between breaths.

“You got hit on?” he asked before laughing, “That’s HILAROUS!”

Brian looked puzzled, “What kind of man was it?” he asked.

I looked at AJ shoving my bag into his arms, “Some business creep. Apparently I must look cheap to him for him to try and pick me up.”

 

            I flopped down on the bed burying my face in my pillow. I felt someone sink in the bed, it was AJ. He started to push my hair up and away from my face. “Could be worse ya know,” he said. I thought about it for a second and silently agreed with him. Suddenly I heard a deep sigh.

 

“I’m still bleeding guys!” Nick cried.