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"She's has to be absolutely perfect," preached Nick Carter, as he was flipping through a sex Magazine with his friend, AJ. "There are a lot of perfect women out there. I think you fucked them all." "AJ, fuck off." "Hey man, I'm just sayin'. Every single girl that you meet, either in bars or clubs, you fuck 'em." Nick looked at AJ as if it was like he never did that in his life. "AJ, you should talk! You're like....The Gothic Pimp!" "Thanks. Well, anyway...take your damn time with the next girl you're looking for. Remember, think with your head, not with you dick. Got it?" Nick continued to look through the magazine. "Yo! Stupid ass!" "Damn, man! I heard you. Think with my dick, and not with my head, right." AJ smacked him in the back of the head, causing him to drop the mag. "Damn man! I was just kiddin'. The next woman I meet, I'll control myself. I swear." As Nick got up, he grabbed his coat. He was about to walk out the door, when his cell rang. "Run yo' mouth." "Nick?" It was Destini, his ex, on the other end. Yes, he actually was in a relationship, that lasted a while....if you could call a while 3 weeks. "The fuck do you want, Des?" "Nick, we got off on the wrong foot. I wanna try again." Nick took the phone off his ear, looked at it with a puzzled look, and then put it back to his ear. "Look, bitch. I don't want anything to do with you. To save us a whole lot of time, why don't you stop calling me?" "But Nick?" Before Des was going to explain, Nick hung up the phone.

"Des, huh?" AJ said, looking at Nick. "Yeah. What the woman needs to do is to get off my damn case." "You boned her. If you didn't do that shit, she wouldn't be talking to ya. See? That's the kind of shit that I'm talking about. You, my friend, have no Dick Control whatsoever." Nick crossed his arms, looking pissed. "Yes I do, AJ." "Nick, please. You know damn well that you are not a good liar." Just then, Brian walked in. "Hey all." "Hey Frick," responded Nick. "Uh...Nick? What's the matter?" "Nothing." "Did Destini call again? What did she want?" "The same thing she calls for: me back. Look, I gotta go. Howie's opening his new dance club." "Howie has ANOTHER club? Damn!" exclaimed AJ with wide eyes. "Yea. It's called Sudden Erotica." "Are you sure that's a dance club? You sure it's not a strip club?" said Brian. ""Nope, it's a dance club. I don't know why he named it Sudden Erotica, but hey, it's his club." "I guess you're right." said Brian. "Now I gotta go. Kev's waiting for me." And with that, Nick opened the door, and walked out.

As Nick made it down the first level of the hotel, he checked out, and walked out the door. When he walked out the building, he saw a black van parked out front. "Nick, come on man! Bring your ass!" Shouted a man from the car. Nick ran to the car, got in, and it sped away into the night. Nick felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Kevin. "Man, what took you so long?" "AJ was lecturing me..." Nick sighs as he looked out the window. "As usual." "Ahh...don't worry about that. After all, you should have been lectured long enough to know that you always do stupid shit." "Gee, thanks, Father." Said Nick in a sarcastic tone. "Don't get smart with me, Nick. You know damn well that I can kick your ass." "Do you have to remind me?" "Yes." Nick just looked at him. "Well, fine. Man, I wonder what Howie's club will be like?" "I don't know. As long as it has memory erasing drinks to make me forget about that whore Kristin." "Damn, Kev. What she do?" "I hate her damn attitude. She's always nosy. Getting in my business and shit." "Yea, I know. I never liked her myself."

20 minutes later, Kevin and Nick made it to Sudden Erotica, Howie's newest club. There was a whole bunch of people outside the building, ranting about it. "Yo, D!" Nick yelled through the crowd. Howie came from the side entrance, and immediately spotted Nick and Kevin. Howie went past the thick crowd, and met up with them.

"Damn, D. All these motherfuckin' people?" "Nick, please...no Ghetto talk here." said Kevin, with his hands in the Praying position. "Oh...sorry." "So, you like it?" said Howie, smiling. "Yeah, the outside looks nice, but we need to see the inside." Nick stated. "Ok then. Let's go." Said Howie, as he lead Nick and Kevin into the club. As Howie, Nick and Kevin walked in, Howie said, "So...how does it look?" "D, this place is hot!" exclaimed Kevin, looking around. "Yeah D. You worked your ass off on this club. Tell me something...why did you call it Sudden Erotica?" Howie blushed. "Well, it's called Sudden Erotica because, well...it's not just a dance club..." Nick looked at him like he was crazy. "Nevermind! I don't wanna know." Suddenly, a beautiful Latin woman came from the back with drinks. "Hello you guys." Nick looked at the girl with amazement. "Why hello there, beautiful...." wooed Nick. Howie took the tray from her, and softly kissed her lips. "It's a real nice club, sweetie." Said the woman in the red and black dress. Nick's jaw dropped. Kevin noticed what Nick did. "Uh Nick, this is Howie's girlfriend, Christiana Colina. Christiana, this is Nick, he's never met you before, I'm sure." Kevin said with a smile. "It's nice to meet you, Nick." Christiana turns to Howie. "Howie, Deanna's gonna be here soon." "Perfect. I'm glad I hired Deanna as the waitress. She has the greatest smile."

"Deanna? Who's she?" "Didn't you hear, Dumbass? She's the new waitress of Howie's club." said Kevin. "Me too, Hun. She's a real good friend to me. And seeing her everyday at this club, it's real nice." Just then, another beautiful woman walked in. She had long, dirty blonde hair, striking blue eyes, and milky white skin. She wore a red sleeveless shirt and black capris, and 2 inch heels. "Hey Dee!" Christiana shouted. Kevin and Nick turned around to see Deanna. Nick was the main one that paid very close attention to Deanna. "Damn..." he said under his breath. "That girl is hot...oh shit...." Kevin looks at Nick. "Nick, NICK!" Nick snaps out of his trance. "Huh? Oh, yeah?" "Nothing. Come on, let's get a table."

As Nick, Howie, Kevin, and Christiana sat at a table, Deanna came back with a few drinks. "Hey Deanna, what's up?" Nick looked up at her. "Whoa... man, she's a Dime." Deanna looked at Nick. "May I help you?" "Uh...not really. But you could help me in--" Kevin steps on his foot. "Ow! Fuck Kev!" As Deanna placed the drinks on the table, she glanced at Nick, and walked away. "Um, I'll be right back." said Nick, getting up, walking towards Deanna. Deanna turns around to see him. "What?" Nick was amazed by her beauty. "Um...hey. My name is Nick. How are things?" "Things are fine. What, you want a different order?" "Yeah..." Nick walks up to Deanna, licking his lips. "But what I want is not on the menu..." Deanna hauled off and slapped him square in the mouth. She walked off leaving Nick holding his jaw, smiling.

Deanna headed to the table where the others were. "So, Dee," Christiana began. "Do you love working here so far?" "Yeah. It's a real great opportunity to work here with you and Howie, and---" Deanna's eyes shifted to Kevin, who held up his glass to her. "Nice drink." Kevin looked at her, as he smiled. "Uh, Chrissie? Can I talk to you.....alone?" Deanna pulled Chrissie's arm, and shifted her out of the seat next to Howie. "I'll be back in a few, baby." And with that, Deanna and Christiana walked into the Bar Cellar.

"Dee, what's wrong?" "Who is that guy in there?" "Who, Nick?" "Hell no! The big guy." "Oh. His name is Kevin Richardson." "Damn. He is gorgeous as hell." "Yeah, I know. Why, you wanna hit it off with him?" "No Chrissie, I wanna kill him, and throw him off a cliff. Of COURSE I wanna get with him. Is he single?" "Well, he dumped some girl named Kristin Willits. He said she was a Back Stabber, meddling in his business and shit." Deanna looked back at the table, and saw Kevin. A smile grew across Deanna's face. "Can you say, dinner and a movie?" "That sounds great, Deanna...but we're friends." "Chris, stop playin' around!" Deanna gave her a gentle and playful shove. "Now," began Deanna. "That blonde guy in there....Rick, or some shit..." "Nick." "What the fuck ever. He came on to me. Can you please tell him that I have a boyfriend?" "But Deanna, you dumped his ass." "So? I need a reason for that dickhead to stay away from me." "Done, and done." said Christiana.

Nick walked over to Howie and Kevin. "Man, that girl is hot. I wanna ask her out and--" "Fuck her?" blurted Howie. "Ha ha ha... very funny, short stuff. I'm serious. I think she's the one for me." "Nick, EVERY woman is the one for you. You have to PICK one in order for her to be your so called one and only." said Kevin. "You know what Kev? Fuck you!" "Boy....don't you dare get smart with me. This white tile will have a deep shade of red if you keep fuckin' playin' with me." "Damn!" Howie exclaimed, covering his mouth. Nick walked to the table and sat down, not saying a word. "So, Howie?" began Kevin. "That Deanna girl. Is she single?" "Yeah." said Christiana coming back from the Bar Cellar. "She recently broke up with a guy named Chris. The breakup was nasty and also stupid. I really don't wanna get into it." "Hmm...I understand," said Kevin, still looking at her as he drunk some of his Red Irish wine. Deanna walked back out, eyeing Kevin. Nick was starting to get royally pissed by the second. Nick always gets real mad when he doesn't get what he wants, though he tries so hard to hide that emotion. Deanna glanced at Nick for a brief moment, and asked Chrissie, "Hey Chris...who pissed in his Frosted Cheerios this morning?" "Dee, I don't know what's wrong with him." Deanna sat down by Kevin with a drink that she made herself. "So, Deanna..." Kevin began, looking deep into her eyes. "I was wondering...Would you like to have dinner with me?" Deanna looked at her friend, and Chris smiled at her, mouthing the word "Go."

Deanna looked at Kevin's beautiful green eyes and said, "Sure. Why not? I'd love to." Kevin smiled and brushed his thumb across her chin. Deanna's heart fluttered. Nick looked at them, then took a swig from his beer. "So," began Kevin. "How about tonight? Are you free?" Deanna looked at Christiana. "Oh, she's not busy. In fact...I'm gonna close up early anyway." Deanna walked to Chrissie and hugged her tight. "Thanks, C." "Anytime, hun. Now, go and get ready." Deanna smiled, and ran out the door. Nick sat back in his chair and couldn't believe what he saw. "This is just FUCKING great!" Howie looked at him. "Uh Nick? Didn't you realize that she doesn't like you? Are you that conceited?" Nick gave him a deadly glare. "Don't fuckin' push it, Dorough." Howie stood up, and towered over Nick. "Don't even fuckin' start with me, Carter. I may be short, but I can still kick the living shit outta you. Got it?" Nick threw the beer bottle on the ground and it shattered. He then got up, and stormed out of the bar. "Bitch." Howie said under his breath. "Howie..." began Kevin. "Kevin, I'm this close...I swear to God...THIS close to really fuckin' him up. I'm tired of his childish bullshit." Kevin put his hand upon Howie's shoulder. "I know. We all are, but we're still a team." "Yeah? Well, he needs to straighten the fuck up and fly right." Kevin shook his head and walked out the door. That only left Howie and Christiana in the bar by themselves. Howie walked up to her, and smiled. "Baby..." began Howie. "What am I gonna do with that boy?" Christiana placed her hand on his face and said, "Don't worry about him. He's still growing up...well trying to grow up...but really, don't let him get to you." Howie looked up at her, and said, "Yeah, you're right. He's not worth my getting pissed." Howie's head sprung up, and looked at Christiana with a lusty smile on his face. "Well, since you're closing early...how about we go to my place?" Christiana put down the tray she was holding, wrapped her arms around Howie's neck, and kissed him deeply. "That sounds like a good idea...Let's go." Christiana grabbed her keys and walked out, Howie following her. Christiana turned the lights out, and locked the doors. Howie came up behind her, and kissed her neck lightly. "Howie...not yet..." Howie turned her around and pushed her against the door. "I can't wait for you, Christiana...Let's go..." Howie took her keys, put them in his pocket, and led her to his car. They then drove away into the moonlight.

Meanwhile, Deanna was preparing to go to dinner with Kevin. "I can't believe that this is finally happening...Me. Going out with Kevin Richardson of all people..." Deanna brushed her hair, and picked up a blue and pink butterfly barrette, and snapped it in her hair. Suddenly, she heard a noise. A faint bang from downstairs. Deanna got up and slowly went downstairs. She looked around to see if she saw anything suspicious. Nothing. She checked her living room linen closet. Nothing. Deanna took a deep breath of relief. "Good. I was all jumpy for nothing." Deanna's cellphone rang. She picked it up, and it was the sweetest voice she ever heard: Kevin's.

"Hey Dee. I forgot one thing."
"What is it, hun?"
"Where do you live?"
"Oh! I'm sorry! 1456 South Walker Road. Apartment #32."
"Thanks. I'll be there in 10, ok?"
"Ok then. See ya."

As Deanna hung up the phone, she heard yet another bang. This time she was scared. "Who's there? I have my cell! I'll call the Police on your ass so fuckin' fast..." The room fell silent for a moment. Nothing else was heard. Deanna then sighed a breath of relief. Suddenly, she felt arms around her waist. She then felt kisses upon her neck. She sharply turned around and saw Nick. She pushed him, and said, "Who the fuck do you think you are?! How did you get in my house?" Nick walked closer to her. "Instincts, baby...Instincts..." Nick grabbed her arm, and pulled her to him. "Nick, let me go!" Nick had the look of lust in his eyes. "No. I'm not leaving until I get what I want...Damn...you lookin' good tonight." Deanna could smell the scent of beer and wine coolers upon his breath. "My God...Are you drunk?" Nick rolled his eyes. "That's not the point! The point is that I wanna fuck. Are you willing?" Deanna tried to wriggle her way free from his tight grasp. "Hell no! Now let me go, Nick!" Nick then grabbed her other arm, and pushed her against the wall. "Stop it!" "Oh yeah...Now this....I'm gonna enjoy." Nick looked deep into her eyes, and licked his lips. His lips crashed against hers, as she was defenseless against him. Nick grabbed a handful of her hair, and forcefully kissed her. Suddenly, a car honked. Deanna kicked Nick in the groin, and broke free. She ran to the door, and opened it. She saw Kevin's car, and ran to it. Kevin saw that she was crying, and she was holding herself. "Dee! Are you ok?!" Deanna got in the car, and embraced Kevin tightly. "It's Nick! He tried to hurt me, and I told him no, and he was drunk, and..." Kevin placed a finger on her lips to silence her.

"Deanna.....shhh....it's gonna be ok..." Nick looked out the window, and saw Kevin's car. He decided to high-tail it, before he got his ass kicked. He ran out the back, and into the night.