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PS: Song for the chapter- Nick Carter- Falling Down


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4 Days Later

Nicks POV

I couldn't help but smile. I felt like I was the luckiest guy in the world lately. I don't know if it has something to do with waking up next to a beautiful woman; or the fact that the recording process has been going great, we also have a number two hit on the Billboard Top 40 countdown, we haven't been in his spot for years.

The fans have been amazing...They have grown up with us, It is nice to have the privacy that we didn't have when we were younger. Although, its nice to feel that love again; to feel believe it or not you miss it after awhile. I smile at Sophia her hair thrown up at the top of her head in a messy bun, sunglasses, white jean shorts, and a black T-shirt. I loved her normalcy; in the industry it isn't something you come by often. I don't think I have seen her wear anything “brand name” since I met her. I absolutely love that about her. I still remember what she was wearing the first night we met. Yoga pants and a red T-Shirt She looked like the perfect girl next door. I love my girl looking dressed up, but come on Dawsons Creek Joey. Was the Perfect Girl next door. Every mans fantasy in the late 90's. Only now I don't need the girl next door. I got the perfect girl sitting next to me.

I smile at her over top of my lime green wayfares. “ love it here, I absolutely love California. I didn't think I would like it.” She mentions out of no-where's as she rolls her window down and breaths in the salty ocean air. we slowly crawl to our destination of choice. horns honking, people yelling at other drivers. 'Ahh California' I say sarcastically to myself. I really hated California. Florida was my home. It is where I feel most normal. California has so many people and so many people in a rush. I wasn't in a rush to get anywhere. I just wanted to sit here with Sophia for as long as I could until I had to leave tomorrow. I wanted her all to myself.

“What do you love about it? I flick through the channels trying to find a decent oldies rock station.

She looks at me her eyes wide with excitement and her dimples showing. “I don't really know" She pauses and I see her searching for the right words. "I like that it is the perfect temperature, I love that there is something for everyone here. Like for instance, If you don't like pop music there is a club where the so to speak “Decorated Goths” Hang out She moves her fingers in quotations. "If you like the Opera you can go to the opera. If you want to line dance their is a place for that as well. Most of all I love that I fell for you in California. You make this place feel like home.”

I couldn't help but chuckle “I suppose, I never thought of it like that before.” I grab her hand and kiss it tenderly. “I love you too.”

She keeps gazing out the window and I put my attention back to the road stealing quick looks out of the corner of my eye. I needed to keep my attention on the road, we weren't going very far though. We were crawling. At this rate I was going to be late for our very first sound check party for our first show of our 3rd and final leg of our this is us tour. Then we are going to be recording our next album, and doing our fifth cruise.

Sophia snaps me back to reality “Hmm...I hope everyone is okay.” She looks at me as we hear loud sirens from various emgergency vehicles get closer and closer. She grabs my hand and squeezes it tight. I rub her back as I see her breathing has quickened and watch her take deep breaths. I see two lone tears trickle down her face, one from each eye.

“Shh...Sophia its okay. Take deep breaths okay hun.” I sooth her. I unbuckle my seat belt and continue to rub her back. I had a bottle of water rolling around the backseat; I reach my available hand around behind my seat and grab it for her.

I unscrew the cap and hand it to her. “Here babe, it may be warm" I pause "drink this you will feel better.” She takes the water from me and I watch as she shakily and slowly presses the bottle to her lips. I watch her with concern as she squeezes her eyes tight and presses her lips together tightly.

I rub her back. I didn't know what else to do, I wasn't sure what was going on but I had an idea. I just didn't know exactly What triggered this. I knew what it was. I used to have them, I had them frequently when I was trying to get off drugs and After Leslie died. I haven't had a panic attack in awhile, but I never will forgot how they hit me so suddenly...

She opens her eyes and I see her breathing starting to become normal again. “You okay Soph?” She gives me a half reassuring smile. “I am okay now. Ever since the accident sirens sometimes set them off and I have flashbacks of what I can remember. I still don't remember all of the accident.

“Is that normal?” I stare at her blankly as she looks out the window again this time her carefree smile is gone.

“Soph?” I ask again trying to get her attention. She seemed like she was in a far away place. “Hmm...ohh they seem to think it is a type of post traumatic stress from the accident. They said its normal for the level of Trauma I went through losing my husband and daughter.

Her cold tone sent a cool shiver down my body. “Soph, look at me.” She looks away “Sophia, look at me hun. I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you. I am just trying to understand you and what to do if this happens again.”

I place my hand on her hand. “You shouldn't have to deal with this alone.”

“Nick, Im sorry you really don't need a girlfriend like me, you don't need this in your life.”

There were more sirens coming, oddly enough this though they didn't seem to trigger anything, or she was just hiding it. “I will be the judge of what and who I want in my life, and we all have baggage, Trust me. We all have demons that we struggle with.” I smile as she squeezes my hand.

She looks over at me and whispers the last sentence “Who is Leslie?”

I played dumb...This isn't really the way I wanted today to go. Somehow in my mind I pictured us doing the soundcheck, the concert and spending the night on the boat, looking at the stars. Did I mention we would be doing this naked.

“Leslie?” I say dragging out her name “Nicholas!”

I rub my hand through my hair. I didn't look like the freeway was going to be cleared anytime soon. By the look on her face it looked like she wasn't buying my act.

“Okay I'll start- I have a confession.”

I motioned for her to continue “Go on-” I encouraged her, I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Things have been going to perfect lately.

“Nick, your song falling down. You caught me looking things up I came across you dedicating a song to Leslie. You said 'lets celebrate her life god damnit.' Who was she?” She asks squeezing my hand tight. “You seemed so upset.”

I shook my head I was half mad and hated the damn internet at times. Why can't anything ever just be private. I don't like talking about and really didn't want too. Not even to her. I know she has been through trauma as well. Truth of the matter is I don't know what really happened and to this day I am still not sure if it was an accident or she purposely tried to end her life. I could of helped her. I didn't realize I was crying until I felt salty tears on my lips.

She whiped my tears away. “I sorry I didn't mean to upset you, it help to talk about it though. The grief counsellor told me that is why I have those little spells. I didn't talk about it and bottled it up, and it turned into an ugly monster that reveals himself only sometimes.”

“Not now okay- I told you if you wanted to know anything you could ask, why did you have to go snooping.”

She rubbed her temples and put her headback against the passenger seat. “I..I” She stammered on her words. “Wasn't snooping, I was just curious about you and what you did. I mean its out there Nick for the world to see. I mean to me your just Nick, but to the rest of the world you are Nick Carter one of the sexiest men in the world. I have no idea what you see in me.” Her voice raising octave by octave with every word.

“Another thing, Mr. Carter, don't speak to me that way again, I don't deserve it. I have been waiting for you to talk about your family. You know so much about me and my past. I know nothing of your family.”

I put my head down “Soph- I'm sorry. Just my family life isn't the greatest”

“Okay-so tell me about it. If we are going to be together. That means your family becomes a large part of my life too.” She softened her voice “Let me in Nick, let me into your world.”

I couldn't believe in the small time I have known her she was able to break down walls I put up to protect myself from them, from my “Real Family” So to speak.

I reluctantly tell her my story. These are things not even the fellas know. I let the breath out that I didn't even know I was carrying. Please just don't leak this stuff to the press okay.”

“Really, Nick” She asks “Im sorry Sophia but in my line of work. You never know who you can trust, and some of this really isn't easy to talk about in the first place. One thing I have learned is keep your personal life to yourself.”

She places her hand on my knee and squeezes my other hand tighter “ I understand Nick- Im sorry you were taken adavantage of. If your not ready to talk about it and don't trust me it is okay Nick.”

She opened her heart up to me it was fair I let her into that part of my heart that has been closed off for so long now. Lauren knew some of it. Now Sophia was going to know all of it

“I just want you to know, that before we got together actually when I was mad at not only you the whole entire universe. I heard your falling down song. I broke down and cried for the first time in months, and I called my grief counsellor and talked to her and told her everything that has been going on in life and how I was feeling. In a twisted way your song brought us together.

I take a deep breath “Leslie...Leslie Carter was my Sister” My voice cracked.
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