Chapter Seventeen - When You Kiss Me

“Ugh,” Nick moaned as he reached over, trying to grab his phone off of the nightstand, but couldn’t reach it because Melinda was asleep on the other one. Three days had passed and they were in some fancy hotel in London. “Fuck.”, he muttered as he finally grabbed it, and turned it on, answering it, “Hello?”

“What is crack a lackin’?” Kevin asked in a long drawn out voice. Nick just shook his head in response.

“Kev, bro, you ain’t Snoop, although with your hair in those dreads you do kinda look like -”

“Shut up Carter.” Kevin said as Nick smiled, “Is it morning there yet?”

“I would guess so. Why?” Nick asked, “What’s up? You’re not going to call me and tease me about -”

“No, I don’t care about your crooked dick.” Kevin said as Nick rolled his eyes, “I’ve seen it. It’s straight, and it doesn’t impress me.”

“What do you want man? I was sleeping good.” Nick said as Melinda moved and sat up in bed, looking around.

“What fucking time is it?” Melinda asked, as she moved her hair out of her face and looked around.

“Who was that?” Kevin asked as Nick looked over at Melinda, “Was that Melinda?”

“Uh? No man, it was the TV.”

“Sounded like Mindy man.”

“No, what’s up?” Nick asked as Melinda moved off of Nick’s other arm and snuggled up to her pillow.

“I was just calling to tease ya - ” Kevin started to say when Melinda sat up in bed.

“Nick, don’t ever do that to me again.” Melinda said as Nick looked over at her.

“Now Nick, that was Melinda talking.” Kevin said, “You’re not, you know, in bed -”

“What?” Nick asked, “Hell no, she just came into my room. Man, Mindy get out!”

“What?” Melinda asked as she looked over at him and shook her head.

“Listen Kev, I’ll call ya back, she’s being a bitch, bye.” Nick said as he hung up the phone and looked over at Melinda, “Dude, you can not talk to me when I’m just waking up and on the phone. Hello, it was fucking Kevin.”

“Sorry.” Melinda said as she crawled over to him and climbed up in his lap, facing him, “I can make it up to you.”

“I swear to God.” Nick said as he shook his head at her, “We do have that big interview today.”

“Yes we do.”

“Just don’t say my dick is crooked anymore okay?”

“Don’t piss me off.” Melinda said as Nick flipped her over, so that he was laying on top of her, “Hey, I was in control.”

“Now you’re not.” Nick said as he leaned down to kiss her and reached behind him, pulling the covers over their heads.

Yeah, I’m really going to hell.

Actually, Satan has me a reserved parking place all ready, which is quit covenant because when I die, I’m going STRAIGHT to hell. There’s not gonna be no “Oh should Melinda go to heaven or hell?” I’m going straight there. There’s not going to be no stopping along the way for anything.

But my question is, is it extremely sad that I think sometimes, I actually sort of like being with him? I think that’s the part that’s going to send me to hell, I mean, it’s bad. It’s very bad. I shouldn’t actually like it but damn I love it. I love when he touches me everywhere, and just gets me so excited and wanting him so bad -

Wait!

Why in the HELL am I saying this?!?! God, I’m so going to hell. I hate him, I really do. I’ll just be ready, so fucking ready when this is all over and I can just go back to my normal life and only see him twice, sometimes once a year. That’s what I really need.

Just think - I have two more days of this over here, over seas, and then we go back to America and do some shows, and some concerts, and then - the movie premiere and it’s all over. I can handle it. I think I can. I know I can. I really really can.

“I love America.” Nick said as Melinda looked over at him a few days later as their van was driving him from the airport to their hotel, “I swear I do.”

“Should I give you a flag so you can fly around as you walk down Times Square?” Melinda asked, looking at him as Michel tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around facing him, “Yes Michel?”

“Melinda.” Michel said as he rubbed the side of his face and cut his eyes over at Nick, and then back at Melinda, “Would you like to join for me for some refreshing and delightful dinner tonight Madame?”

“Hmm..” Melinda said as she shrugged her shoulders, “Sure.”

“Really?” Michel said as his face lit up, “Oh Melinda you will not regret it, no.”

“Okay, cool.” Melinda said as she smiled and turned around in her seat as Nick leaned over to his right a little.

“Why are you going out with him?” Nick whispered as she cut her eyes over at him and looked back down at her cell phone in her hands.

“Because a girl has to eat?” Melinda asked as she rolled her eyes at Nick, “So what?”

“But him?” Nick asked, “Are you sure?”

“It’s food Nick.” Melinda said, looking at him, “What’s your problem?”

“I have no problem.” Nick said a he shook his head no and looked to his left, out the van window. Melinda smiled, and then leaned over, whispering in his ear.

“If you’re getting jealous, I’m not going to sleep with him.” Melinda whispered into his ear and then moved away from him, looking back down at her cell phone. Nick smiled a little, looking at the Brooklyn Bridge as they started to pass over it.

“You are so fucking falling for him.” Bianca said as she was walking on her treadmill and Melinda layed on the bed in her hotel room a little later, “I mean, him getting jealous because you’re going to go out with your French guitar player who’s pretty bad at English? Yeah, he’s falling for you.”

“No he is not. It’s just that, well, you don’t know Michel. He’s sweet as he can be but like well -”

“It doesn’t matter Melinda. You’re falling for him and he’s falling for you. I’m telling you. You have how much longer on this promo tour?”

“A month and one week.” Melinda said, “And I’m counting the days.”

“Yes, counting the days until you can tell each other that you are in love.” Bianca said as Melinda started laughing at her, “I’m telling you. You’ve got him whipped.”

“I beg your pardon?” Melinda asked, while cracking up.

“You have him whipped. Your sex must be so good, that he’d do whatever you wanted him to do, just so you wouldn’t stop having sex. Watch. I’m experienced with this.”

“Excuse me, experienced? When did you have sex?”

“Shut up, it’s not actually being involved in it - it’s the thought process.” Bianca said as she took a sip of her bottled water.

“Bianca, it doesn’t count if it happened on Days Of Our Lives,” Melinda said as Bianca rolled her eyes, “I’m not falling for Nick. I mean come ON! It’s NICK!”

“Exactly, it’s Nick. The guy you’ve known since you were what, 8? And now he’s this hot, sexy -”

“Annoying”

“- unbelievably hot guy that you just keep having sex with.”

“Whatever.”

“I’m telling you chick, you’re going to fall for him.” Bianca said, “Just watch and see.”

“You’re out of your mind.” Melinda said as she shook her head.

“She said what?” Brian asked as Nick stood in his bathroom, pacing back and forth while talking on his cell phone.

“She said, ‘If you’re getting jealous, I’m not going to sleep with him.’ And I don’t know what that means yo.” Nick said as he stood and looked in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair.

“I think it means she’s not going to sleep with him Nick.” Brian said as Nick rolled his eyes, “You’re a smart one aren’t you?”

“No man, the way she said it. She leaned over and whispered in my ear in this hot, sultry, sexy voice man.” Nick said as Brian cracked up laughing at him, “What? What I do?”

“Think about what you said.”

“What?”

“Hot -”

“Sultry, sexy voice.” Nick said as Brian continued to laugh at him, “Don’t laugh yo, I’m serious. Damn that voice is enough to make you cum right there on the spot and -”

“Whoa.” Brian said as Nick stopped talking, “That’s a little more information than I needed to know.”

“Sorry.” Nick said as he leaned up against the door and rubbed his hand over his face, “I think I’m addicted to having sex with her. Didn’t AJ learn that in rehab he was addicted to sex or some shit?”

“It’s AJ we’re talkin’ about man. He’s always been addicted to sex. You on the other hand, I think you really like her.”

“Dude, you’re so full of shit.” Nick said as he started pacing back and forth, “I do not.”

“Okay if you say so.”

“I do say so. I mean we fight yo, hell you saw us on VIVA that day man. That’s how we are most of the time, unless we’re having sex or right after we have sex. Then the effects start to wear off.” Nick said, “I don’t like her. Not like that, I mean she’s okay once in a while, but like she’s annoying.”

“Then just stop having sex with her.”

“That’s the problem man, I can’t. I tried and I just can’t.” Nick said, “When she had her period -”

“Too much info.”

“I had to wait like four days I think it was - and yo, it almost killed me.” Nick said, “I can’t go without it.”

“You need help.” Brian said as Nick shook his head and banged it against the bathroom counter.

“Wow, this is a nice place.” Melinda said as she looked around at some little run down diner somewhere in New York City. She looked out the window and then over at Michel who was sitting there smiling at her like a jackass, “How did you find it?”

“I saw it while driving.” Michel said, “Melinda can I ask a question?”

“Sure.” Melinda said as she took a sip of her Mountain Dew, “What?”

“Are you and Nick having sexual relations?” Michel asked as Melinda almost spit out her Mountain Dew.

“Huh? No. Why would you think that?” Melinda asked.

“I asked because, the other day in London, I walked by a room and thought I heard you two having relations at the moment.” Michel said as Melinda looked around and nodded her head no, “I’m wrong, so sorry.”

“No, it’s fine.” Melinda said as she shook her head and then looked out the window at the street outside, wondering how much longer she had on this so called date.

This could be it

I think I’m in love

It’s love this time

It just seems to fit

I think I’m in love

This love is mine

I can see you with me when I’m older

All my lonely nights are finally over

You took the weight of the world off my shoulders

Oh when you kiss me

I know you miss me

And when you’re with me

The world just goes away

The way you hold me

The way you show me

That you adore me

Oh when you kiss me

“Tell me why…” Nick sung as he stopped his discman and took the earphones off of his ears, “Am I listening to Melinda’s album?”, he asked himself as he leaned his head back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling.

He looked over at the main suite door and then over at the TV. He shook his head, reaching over for the remote and began flipping channels until he stopped on MTV to see the video for Review My Kisses, and paused, looking at it. He sat there watching Melinda laying in bed, with the sheets around her, singing her parts and then turned the channel really fast.

Bye Michel, thanks.

Nick looked over at the door and then layed down on the sofa, with his whole body, laying sideways, and pretended like he was asleep when Melinda walked in. She walked over, hanging her jacket up and looked over at Nick.

“Nick , I’m back.” Melinda said as she looked at him and noticed he didn’t move, “What are you dead?”, she asked as she walked closer to the sofa and saw him, “Oh you’re asleep. It’s only 10:30.”, she muttered as she put her right hand on her hip.

She walked into his room and grabbed a blanket and walked back out, putting it over him, covering him up and then sat down on the little coffee table in front of the sofa, looking at him.

“Sorry I’m such a bitch sometimes.” Melinda said as she looked down at her hands and back at his face, “And why I’m apologizing to you while your deep in sleep, I have no idea. I just felt like it because you look all peaceful and shit asleep. So - I’m sorry.”, she said as she leaned over, kissing him on his forehead and stood up, walking over to her room and shut the door.

Then Nick opened his eyes, and looked around with a huge ‘what the fuck’ look on his face, before closing his eyes back and going to sleep.