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A friend of mine recently introduced me to a Nick fan fic where he became suddenly ill while on tour in Japan. The story wasn't my taste in fan fics, but it definitely gave me an idea for a short story. So, here I go with another short Nick story. I hope ya'll enjoy my updates. I predict there will be about 10 - 20 chapters on this one. Don't worry...this definitely means more updates on all my other fics. I've found my creative streak again! Feedback, please!
Carrie hastily watched the bags go through the conveyor belt, impatiently waiting for hers to appear. She let out a loud sigh as she glanced at her watch. It was almost three in the afternoon. She was over an hour late from her original landing time. Nervously biting her lip, she grabbed her three black bags that had finally rolled in front of her. Carrie jumped when she felt two arms wrap around her waist. She quickly whirled around, her brown eyes meeting his icy blues. It was Nick. A smile crept across her lips as her heart fluttered.

“Baby,” she said softly in relief.

“Took you long enough to get here,” he teased as he held her tighter. “Come here,” he continued as he leaned in for a kiss.

Carrie drew in a breath and linked her arms around his neck. “Mmm, I’ve missed you,” she mumbled.

“I’ve missed you too,” he purred in her ear as he hugged her tight. “We’ve got a car waiting,” he stated as he took her big bag and pulled up the handle.

“Great,” she replied as she swung her carry on over her shoulder.

Nick placed his hand on the small of her back and led her out the door, following close behind, Josh, his bodyguard. Carrie sucked in a sharp breath as the crisp, cold European air blew into her face. She shivered lightly as she quickly handed Nick her bag and got into the car. She tightened her scarf tighter around her neck as she held her arms close to her body. Nick noisily shivered as he got into the car.

“Good, god, it’s freezing!” he exclaimed as he scooted closer to her.

“I know,” Carrie said as she leaned against him. “Warm me up.”

Nick grinned as he put his arms around her, vigorously rubbing her arms to provide more heat. Carrie smiled as she settled herself in his arms. She was glad to have finally gotten off that plane. After being in school for the past six months, she was ready to enjoy a much needed vacation. Nick had flown her in from L.A. to join him on their promo tour in Europe. Carrie was filled with excitement to be in Europe for the first time in her life. She couldn’t help but stare out the window as he held her close. The familiar scent of his cologne crept under nose and she sighed dizzily. She realized how much she’d missed him since he left. Nick softly kissed the top of her head and rested his cheek against hers. Carrie closed her eyes and entwined her fingers with his.

“You’re quiet,” he said softly as he played with the ring on her thumb.

“I’m a little jet lagged,” she admitted as she yawned.

“Well, you can sleep when we get to the hotel. The bed is killer,” he stated mater of factly.

Carrie chuckled and kissed his hand. “Maybe, we’ll see. I’m not sure if I’m ready to sleep yet.”

“Hmm,” Nick said as softly tickled her neck with the tip of his nose.

“Nickolas,” Carrie said as she squealed. “Your nose is cold.”

He laughed and planted kisses across her cheek. “So, warm it up,” he said into her ear.

Carrie’s stomach twisted in knots as his breath lingered on her cheek. It was becoming very difficult to resist his charm. She cleared her throat and sat up straight. Nick snickered as he rubbed his hand on her thigh, sliding it gently across the rough, brushy material of her black panty hose. Carrie glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Nick smirked and rested his hand on her inner thigh. She placed her hand on top of his and shook her head.

“What?” he said innocently.

“Don’t act like you’re not doing anything. You know exactly what you’re doing.”

“I can’t love on my girl?” he said with a grin.

Carrie playfully smacked his leg. “You’re such a perv.”

“I can’t believe you wore a skirt,” he said as he tickled her thigh with his fingers.

“And I can’t believe how impatient you’re being,” she stated, pretending to be annoyed.

“Mmm, don’t even act like that,” he said as he gripped her thigh more aggressively.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said as she looked away from him.

“Now look who’s playing innocent,” he said then kissed her cheek.

Carrie smiled and cupped her hand under his chin as she pressed her lips hard against his. Nick let out a low groan as she slid her tongue across his bottom lip. She felt him move his hand a little further up her thigh and caught his hand before he could go any higher.

“Damn,” he muttered.

Carrie snickered and kissed him. “Later,” she said with wide eyes.

“Promise?”

“I promise,” she replied then gave him a quick peck on the lips. “How long are we in Stockholm?”

“Three days,” he said as he looked out the window. “And we’re here.”

Carrie buttoned up her coat and followed him out of the car. She grabbed her bags while Nick stopped to pose for pictures and sign autographs. Without a second thought, she walked into the lobby of the hotel while Nick visited with his fans. Carrie put down her bags and began digging through her purse for her lip gloss when she heard a familiar voice.

“Who is this sexy woman standing all alone in the hotel lobby?” said a raspy, male voice.

Carrie grinned as she looked up to see A.J. standing in front of her. He was sporting his white beanie cap, tight fitted jeans, black shoes, and a long sleeved black shirt. He grinned widely as she hugged him.

“How are you, Alex?”

“Can’t complain,” he said as he stepped back. “You look good.”

“Thanks,” she said as she looked around the hotel lobby. “I can’t believe I’m finally in Europe.”

“How long you staying?”

“For the rest of the tour,” Carrie said as she applied her lip gloss. “It’ll be fun.”

“For sure,” A.J. said as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “Where’s Nick?”

Carrie nodded her head toward the door. “With the fans.”

“That’s where I’m headed,” he said with a smile. “I’ll catch you later.”

“Have fun,” she said with a chuckle.

“Always do,” he replied with a grin then made his way outside.

Carrie shoved her lip gloss back in her purse when she saw Nick come into the lobby. He smiled as he walked over to her.

“Sorry, baby,” he said as he picked up her bags.

“It’s okay,” she replied as she linked her arm with his. “We ready to up to the room?”

“In a hurry?” he said with a smirk.

“Nickolas,” Carrie replied with a snicker.

“Hmm,” Nick said as he walked to the elevator and pressed the button.

The elevator door opened and Nick lightly tapped Carrie on the ass as she stepped into the elevator. She turned around and poked him in the stomach. Nick imitated the Pilsbury Doughboy and she couldn’t help but laugh at him. It was the typical reaction from him. He always knew how to make her laugh. Nick pressed the button to their floor then kissed her.

“You going to sleep when we get to the room?”

Carrie shrugged. “I dunno about sleep, but I would like to lie down for a bit.”

Nick raised his eyebrows and slowly nodded. “Just lie down?”

“Take a cold shower, Carter,” Carrie said the elevator door opened.

“You’re cranky.”

“You’re horny,” she said as she took the key from him and looked at the room number.

“That’s nothing new,” Nick said as he stole the key back from her. “This way,” he continued as he guided down the hall.

Nick opened the door to the room and let her in first. Carrie put her purse down on the dresser and plopped onto the bed, her body halfway hanging off the bed. She watched Nick put down her bags and quickly leapt onto the bed. She giggled as they both lightly bounced against the mattress. Nick scooped her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers. Carrie ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him back. Nick studied her face as he smoothed back her long, brown hair. He smiled and rested his hand on her side.

“What?” she said softly, tracing the outline of his chin with her index finger.

“Nothing,” he replied as he slowly blinked.

“Hmm,” Carrie said as she rolled over on her back and yawned.

Nick sat up and removed her shoes and pulled her legs onto the bed. He laid back beside her propped himself up on his elbow, his hand resting against his head. Carrie looked at him and snuggled closer. Nick leaned down and kissed her cheek and rubbed her side.

“Sleep,” he said softly.

“I don’t have to,” she mumbled with her eyes closed.

“Sleep,” he repeated and laid his hand down on the pillow.

He pulled her close to him and held her tight. Carrie buried her head in his chest and softly sighed. She struggled to keep her eyes open as Nick caressed her back. He kissed the top of her head and she fell asleep in his embrace.