Date: Fri, 02 Jun 2000 01:14:07 CEST From: Chris Hanson Subject: "Angel in the morning" 3 This is my first attempt at writing and it should be good because I have a damn great person by the nema of Chris helping me with it. Please email me and him with the comments whether they are good or bad. Chris man you are a lifesaver and a damn good author. I love you with all my heart and I wish we weren't apart. But someday we might meet and I will give you something sweet. You have been a great inspiration and help and I hope you never leave me! Love Scott And now the story........... "Angel in the morning" Part 3 by Scott Scott was confused. The thoughts were spinning around in his head. 'Why on earth is Nick Carter calling me, and why does he need help?' Nick managed to get out of his mouth that he had just overdosed on pain pills. "Nick are you there? Are you there Nick?" Scott was beginning to panic. "Nick! Nick!" He didn't hear a word. Silence. There was dead silence. Then, in a trembling voice, Nick finally said, "Scott, can you please help me?" 'Oh shit! What am I going to do?' Scott thought. Now he WAS panicing. "Nick where are you at?" Scott calmed down a bit. "I am at my house," Nick managed to say. "Allright, I am going to call an ambulance!" After Scott had gotten off the phone with Nick he called the ambulance and was now on his way to Nick's house. When he got to the Carter household no one was home but the gates were open. As Scott approached the door he saw that it was unlocked and made his way through the house until he came across Nick's bedroom. Nick was sprawled out unconscious on the floor. He had tried to kill himself again. Only, Scott didn't know this. Scott walked over to Nick and shook him. Nick didn't move. He shook him again. He still didn't move. Scott started to cry. "Nick why did you do this?" Scott kept asking. And the tears came and they flowed right out onto the beautiful blondes rightous body. "Nick Why?" he continued to say. "Nick I dont even know you that well, and I am glad that you called me, but why did you do this?" Tears were streaming down Scott's cheeks now. Just then the ambulance came and carried Nick away. Scott followed behind and was going to be with his friend no matter what happened. As the ambulance approached the street where the hospital was, Scott started to think. 'Why did Nick do this? Why did he do this?' The next thing he knew they were at the hospital and Nick was being wheeled into the ER. Scott followed but this bitch of a nurse stopped him. "I am sorry sir but you cant go in there only family is allowed," she said coldly. Well this hit Scott like a ton of Bricks. He felt the tears start to back up in his eyes and he was shaken. No one had ever made him feel like this before in his whole life. After about six hours of continuous weeping in the hospital bathroom, Scott was feeling some deep love for this stranger that had called him to save his life. 'Why did he call me and why did he take those pills? Why?' Scott kept thinking. So after a while Scott went and found his seat in the waiting room and asked the administration at the admitting desk if they had heard anything about Nick. "No, we still haven't heard anything," the bitch of a nurse said. Scott then felt like a ton of bricks had hit him again. 'If I had not only answered the phone. But then what if I hadn't?' The thoughts were spinning around in his head. 'Nick would have died. Why did he call me? Why?' As Scott was sitiing there, he didn't bother to notice that one of the the doctors had come out. "Mr. uuuhhhh," the doctor stammered. "Uhhh yes. Is it about Nick?" Scott asked as he briskly sat up. "Yes it is. Are you family?" the doctor enquired. "Yes, I am his cousin," Scott lied. "Well, Mr. Carter is in rough shape after swallowing all those pills, but he should be allright." The doctor proceeded to ask if he knew what made Nick take the pills. "No, sir! I'm sorry, but I don't," Scott replied. "You know, I just wanna see my cousin so could I please?" "Yes. Follow me," the doctor said as he started to lead towards a small white room. Scott entered the room only to find Nick sleeping peacefully and he looked so cute. And not to mention the slight outline of his crotch through the white bed blankets. "Nick!" Scott said, ever so lightly. Scott was just about ready to walk away when he got a faint "What" out of him. "Nick, why did you take all those pills and why did you try to kill yourself and why did you call me?" The questions just popped out of Scott's mouth. "Because you are my friend or at least I hope you are and I am..." Nick said weakly. Just then Nick went limp. One of the machines he was hooked up to started to beep really loud. The doctors rushed into the room... What will happen next? Will Nick survive? Will Scott find out why he took the pills and why he tried to kill himself? Will they be an item? Find out in the next installment of Angel In The Morning. And hey I want your comments good or bad! I will reply to them so email me at sapp84@hotmail.com.