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The entire room turns towards us as we enter. Howie turns away fast, staring intesivly at the papers in front of him. Damn, can't he just get over it already.

Kevin looks at me with a strange look on his face.

"Where the hell have you been?" he asks, and I turn to look at Nick, who's grinning at me.

I smile back at him, before I turn to Kevin again.

"We played videogames late last night, and we sorta overslept." I say, trying to sound like I'm sorry as I sit down in the empty chair next to AJ. Nick sits down next to me again, and right away his right hand move over on my tight.

"Maybe if you stayed in your own room more often you wouldn't be so late" Kevin adds. He's obviously in a very bad mood today.

"What's the fun in that" Nick says, and give my tigh a light squeeze, making me jump in my chair.

DAMN THAT MAN. Now I've got another hard on, and we're in a room full of people who's not supposed to know a thing.

"Will you try and take this serious Nick?" Kevin asks, getting angry.

"Damn Kev" he says. "Who fucked you up the ass?"

I can't help it, I just can't help it. I start giggling and laughing, and trying not to only makes it worse. I run my elbow into Nick's ribs, trying to make him understand that saying things like that really isn't appropriate right now.

"Right. OK"

That's AJ, who's looking slightly red in the face. Is he blushing? It the almighty AJ who's never embarassed blushing? Wow, we're good.

"Stay out of it AJ" Kevin says, looking back at me and Nick.

"Kevin" AJ replies. "It's my faul they're late."

Both mine and Nick's head turn quickly towards him.

What the fuck is he talking about?

"I went by their room. The door was open, so I knocked and entered"

DID HE JUST SAY HE ENTERED NICK'S ROOM?

Suddenly the papers in front of me seems very interesting, and I set out to memorize them. Something about a promotional trip. Well, that is what we're here to discuss, to it makes sense. The papers are very white, the there's a green mark on one of them. Interesting.

"I saw they were up. Throwing pillows around." he glanses at me and Nick, and his face gets even more red, if that is possible. Oh damn, these papers are SOOOOO interesting.

"I figured they'd be ready soon, so I walked out again without a word" he finishes, and I finally dare to take my eyes off the papers. Oh great, AJ saw me and Nick fuck. Nice. Just a perfect start of the day, fucking in front of my friend. We should do that every day.

I turn to look at Nick, who's slightly red as well. He grins at me.

"Yeah, we were having so much fun, I guess we forgot the time" he says, and bites his lip a little.

DAMN. I'M JUST GONNA FUCK HIM RIGHT HERE ON THE TABLE. I MEAN, AJ'S SEEN IT, WHO CARES WHO ELSE SEES IT RIGHT!

"OK, let's get on with this meeting guys"

That's one of our management.

I push all the thoughts of fucking Nick out of my head, and try to focus on the matter at hand, our promotional trip for the new album.

*****

WOW.

We're going around the world in 100 hours. That's gonna be so much fun.

The meeting's boring as hell though. I mean all the talking about details and shit. Kevin takes care of all that. He makes sure we have all we need and that there will always be something for me to do on the plane. Right now he's checking to see that the plane will have at least a curtain or something seperating the parts in it. He's probably worried I'll ruin his beauty sleep.

WAIT!

If' there's only a curtain or somthing, then how am I supposed to fuck Brian. 100 hours and no sex. I don't think I can make it.

Think the bathroom'ss gonna be too small? I mean, management has spent about half an hour telling Kevin that the plane will be big and that he doesn't have to worry, but I'll need somewhere to do Brian.

Wonder if AJ'll stand guard for us. I mean, it's not like he hasn't seen us do it already.

Hm, I'm gonna need to make plans for this trip. Serious plans on how to get that nice piece off ass Brian's got.

Oh yeah, I think this trip is gonna be fun.

*****

I can see Nick is doing the 'I'm-listening-very-well-without-hearing-a-word' thing he's so good at. In other words, he spaced off some while ago. I guess I'll be the one to fill him in on the details later on.

It's actually pretty interesting, this meeting. I have laways wanted to go to South Africa, and now I'll get the chance.

OK, so we're not going to be there that long, but still. I hope I'll be able to see some wild animals.

"So, Brian. You think you're gonna winat the EMA's?"

"Huh?" I look at Bill from management and give him a small smile. I guess I spaced off there a bit as well.

"You've been spending way too much time with Nick" Kevins says matter of factly, and I can't help but grin.

"Sorry. I guess I did a Nick there" I say, not realizing WHAT I'd said before I said it. Which is why my comment resulted in AJ almost falling off his chair, and Nick drops his glass of water. Thank God it didn't break.

"Ehm, uh. What I meant it that I guess I spaced off like Nick usually does." I say, trying not to think how my face must match AJ's red leather pants.

"Right" Bill says and laughs.

DAMN.

I gotta watch everything I say from now on. That's not gonna be easy. Hope Nick does the same.

"I think Brian does me pretty good" he says with a grin, and Bill laughs even more.

OK, maybe I need to have a little talk with him.

Just the two of us.

Yep, I'm gonna tell him he needs to watch what he says from now on.

I'm gonna do just that after this meeting.

DAMN IT NICK!!!! DON'T DO THAT!

I'm gonna tell him, right after I fuck his brains out.

WILL HE STOP BITING HIS LIP!!!!

 


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