Date: Wed, 19 Dec 2001 21:47:27 +0000
From: James
Subject: Boy Bands - On The Streets - Part 3-4

	Firstly, I want to say I do not know nor do I make any presumptions about
the sexuality of the Backstreet Boys nor any other celebrities who may
appear in this story. This story is entirely the product of the sick
imagination of the author.

	Secondly, you should know that I am English, I live in London, and that is
where at least the first couple of chapters are set, sorry, but it's the
only city I really know well enough to describe in great detail!!!

	Thirdly, I do not know if the Backstreet Boys are ever coming to Europe
again, nor do I know their tour schedules, nor do I attempt to find them
out, so this really is part of my imagination and this story is set in some
fictional future where the BSB are on some European tour that starts in
London, so on with the story...

On The Streets - Part 3

	We were back at the hotel in about half an hour. This limo driver certainly
managed to drive around London quickly - I would have thought that journey
would have taken at least an hour but oh well. Once we were inside the lift
to go up to the guys' floor, Kevin grabbed my hand again, he squeezed it
gently. I could feel his fingers interlace with mine. Why was this feeling
so good now? Other guys had tried to get attached to me in the past, they
had never managed it, but this guy was somehow making me rethink every step,
I couldn't get him out of my head either - whenever I wasn't thinking about
anything important the name Kevin carried on coming into my head and
repeating over and over and over.

	Our fingers remained interlaced most of the way up to their floor. I could
hear A.J. behind us. He cleared his throat and came up close to my left ear,
Kevin was standing on my right and whispered close to my ear "Get the fuck
away from him, he's not yours nor will he ever be you cheap slut." I just
cracked, I couldn't believe what a dick this guy was being, I mean it really
is none of his business right, or was I just being a complete ass?

	My hand came out of Kevin's hand and landed on A.J.'s chest to push him up
against the wall of the lift. I raised my left arm up in a fist and got my
face real close to his then spoke to him: "First of all it's none of your
business what I do or what Kev does. Secondly I'm not cheap, and if you
don't back off then your face is going to be part of the wall behind your
head, you understand?" Once the guys got over the initial shock of seeing me
attack A.J., they started to pull me off of him, well all of them except for
Kevin, I really don't think he was expecting that.

	"Right, meeting in my room once we all settle down, meet there in half an
hour, and Jared stay in Kevin's room will you?" Brian took charge of the
situation. We all walked out of the lift and Kevin took me to his room. He
instantly went off at me.

	"What the hell were you thinking? Now all the guys now about you being a
prostitute! They're never gonna let you stay now, I really wanted you to
stay, why did you have to threaten A.J.? that will just give them more ammo
to use against me, why did you have to go and do that? why? why?" He was
almost in tears by now, I didn't know what to do, so I went over to him and
put my arms around him. He started to relax, then about 10 seconds later he
pulled out of my embrace and walked a few feet away. "I just wanted to spend
the week with you, why did you have to go and fuck everything up. I'm going
to see if the guys are ok. Stay here." With that he walked out the room and
slammed it behind him. I was lost. I'll admit it, for the first time since I
got chucked out of my parents house I was lost. I had never heard such
disappointment in anyone's voice before, he almost resented me for what I
had done, he was also really, really upset and I didn't know what to do. I
started walking around the suite like a lost dog or something. I felt really
awkward, I mean really awkward, like my own body wasn't mine or something. I
looked around and knew this wasn't where I was supposed to be, I walked into
Kevin's bedroom, picked up my stuff that I had left there before rehearsal
and grabbed a few notes which I saw on Kevin's side table. I then walked out
his bedroom door and out the suite, I wanted to say I'm sorry or goodbye or
something, but I knew I couldn't.

	As I entered the elevator, I thought I heard voices, but I shut them out
and waited to be taken to the lobby. When I got there, I saw two large black
men, one wearing what looked like an American football shirt and one wearing
some weird Hawaiian pattern t-shirt. The one on the left, who must have been
about an inch shy of seven feet tall was on the phone. "Sure Kev we got
him." As I started to walk out and got past them, they grabbed me under the
armpits and pulled me back into the lift, one on each side and they pressed
the button for Kevin's floor.

	"What do you think you're doing? Where are we going? Hey let me go, let me
out of here!" my shouts fell on deaf ears apparently and I heard them
talking about a foot above my head.

	"So Mark, what are the plans for Wednesday night?" the one who had been on
the right when they were outside the lift asked the one who had been on the
phone.

	"Mark??? As in the guy who told the guys up there about me seeing Kevin
twice? You idiot! Are you a complete fool? Did you really think I wasn't a
prostitute? Maybe you couldn't get it into that thick skull of yours that
it's none of your business what Kevin does and you should just leave him
alone!" I, of course, realised this was a stupid thing to say, I mean can
you imagine two seven foot tall black men who are probably twice as broad as
you blocking you in a lift and you're calling them stupid? I froze as soon
as I said this and looked down at my shoes like a little boy who's been
caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

	"Yep, Brian's right about you." Mark started. "You certainly got a lot of
spunk and for a prostitute you sure got some weird feelings for our boy Kev
up there." I was taken back to say the least! What did he mean weird
feelings? I mean I didn't feel anything I wasn't supposed to right? This was
too much, first I muck up, just about hit one of Kevin's friends, then I try
to leave and make a clean escape from this guy who I'm probably, with all
respects to Mark's intuition, getting far too close to, then these two show
up and won't even let me leave! I get escorted out of the lift, once again
with one hand under each armpit, my feet flailing around beneath me and me
protesting quite verbally, and get carried to Brian's suite. The door opens
when the other guy whose name I didn't catch knocks. The two guys drop me
when Howie answers the door.

	"What the hell is going on here?!??" I shout at Howie and whoever happens
to be standing behind him. I can't see into the suite, for some reason the
lights in the passageway leading to the living room are dark, but then I see
A.J. step out of the darkness and come towards me.

	"I'm sorry man, I'm sorry I didn't know about your situation man, sorry."
What situation, what was A.J. talking about? Kevin came out next and
escorted me along to his room. I let him cos I didn't think the two guys who
were waiting at the end of the hall on either side of the lift were gonna
let me go anytime soon.

	"They're gonna let you stay, this is so cool, I can't wait to spend the
week with you, it's gonna be great fun!" Kevin seemed somewhat overexcited
that I was getting to stay. "Brian and Howie were pretty pissed when they
found out from me that you really were a prostitute, they hadn't believed
A.J. when he told them this morning, but I talked to them and they were cool
with it, they want you to stay too! This is gonna be great." Kevin was
almost hyperventilating and his eyes were shining like a little kids on
Christmas morning. He leant forward on kissed me on the corner of my lips
and then on the other side and then in the middle. His lips slowly ran over
mine, his bottom lip dragging behind and his top lip just slowly massaging
my lips. Finally his tongue stuck and rolled across my lips, I parted slowly
and he pushed inside. He ran his tongue around my gums and into my mouth
where our tongues pushed one against the other. He held my head in his hands
and ran his thumbs up and down my cheeks. He slowly retracted his tongue and
moved away, his lips lingering on mine for just a moment before breaking the
kiss.

	"What situation am I in that A.J. was talking about?" Kevin seemed taken
aback by this, then he got a very sheepish expression on his face. His feet
were shuffling and he dropped his hands from my face where he'd been holding
them and his arms dropped to his sides. He stood there for a moment in
complete silence, then he started to lift his head slightly and looked up
through his eyebrows into my eyes. He had incredible eyes. I couldn't tell
you if they were blue or green, they never seemed to be quite the same
colour, but they were piercing and their depth was amazing.

	"I told A.J. about your life." He was mumbling.

	"You did what???" I shouted back at him.

	"Look, I'm sorry, I couldn't think of anything else I could tell them to
let you stay, so I told them how you'd got chucked out of your parents'
house, you couldn't manage as a teacher, and well I guess they just felt
really sorry for you and they agreed to let you stay, as long as we're not
too obvious in public. I also told them I trusted you and they normally
agree with me when I say that I trust a person."

	"Why the hell should you trust me?" I was angry. Kevin had told them about
me when he had no right to, but he also said he trusted me. I had never had
that before, but hold on he hadn't actually said he trusted me, he said he
told them that he trusted me, was he for real?

	"Because I do, I don't know why, but I just feel like there's something
between us." He waved his hands between us as if to emphasise the
connection. "And I'd like to get to know you better." God, I couldn't
believe this guy, I was about to walk out with all the money out of his
bedroom, I had threatened one of his friends, I'd shouted at him and his
bodyguards and he still wanted to get to know me! What is up with him?

	"No, I can't do this, I'm leaving, I'm sorry, but this isn't my job, I'm a
prostitute, I'm not an escort, I can't just stop being who I am, even if you
do feel like there's something between us. You know I took all the money out
of your room? I was going to steal from you and you still trusted me? Look,
I know you may be a really trusting person and everything, but I can't do
this, not now, not ever. There's too much at stake here. My life is really a
mess, I'm a mess, I can't just drop everything and join in with whatever it
is that you're doing, because, well, it's just not who I am." Kevin was
looking into my eyes, searching for something I hoped wasn't there. I knew
my eyes were tearing up, my sight was going blurry, and although my eyesight
isn't really that good to start with, I could feel the heat rising in around
my eyelids and I felt a tear roll down my face. As I felt the warm drop of
water escape from the recess in the corner of my eye, I felt it drip down,
leaving its warm trail along the side of my nose. It curved around the edge
of my nose and made me want to sniff, my nose was blocking up from starting
to cry and then I felt it run down to the corner of my mouth where I reached
out my tongue to stop it, but I missed and it curved around, and down to my
chin where it dripped, slowly collecting more water and finally dropped to
the floor in front of me. I looked down and saw it land on the carpet in the
hallway of Kevin's apartment, where it quickly disappeared into the pale
beige of the floor covering. I felt Kevin's finger under my chin and he
raised my face until I was looking him in the eyes.

	"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" Kevin was looking at me again with
that look of affection in his eyes. It turned me to jelly, I didn't know
what to do, could I really stay with this man for the rest of the week and
not risk falling for him even deeper?

	"Kevin, remember, I'm just a prostitute." My voice was coming in short
gasps as I struggled to hold back the sobs. "If you feel anything like me
then you know what this is like." I  looked up at him to see him looking
straight back with a look of concern, but also perhaps affirmation? "But in
a week, hell less than a week, you'll be gone. I'll be left on the streets
again, and while I can earn my way with that, I've probably cried more in
the last 24 hours than I have in the last 10 years and I don't know if I can
put up with this, certainly not in my line of work, I can't be an emotional
wreck, it just doesn't do anything for my tricks and I don't want to be that
way." Kevin appeared deep in thought, he was clearly going over something in
his mind, but he obviously wasn't going to tell me. "What? What are you
thinking about?" He shook his head and walked deeper into the suite, finally
settling down on one of the couches in the living room. I sat down next to
him. "I think it would be better if I left. I'm not sure I should stay here
any longer, and this is obviously causing problems for you and the rest of
the guys here."

	I got up to leave and started to walk out the living room. I heard movement
behind me, fast footsteps and then a hand on my shoulder. I jerked my head
around and felt Kevin's lips pressed onto mine. "Would you consider going
back to teaching?"


Chapter 4

	"What do you mean go back to teaching? I told you last night, I can't make
it, it's too hard, and besides how would that help us?" Us? Where the hell
did that come from? Is there an us? Was he going to react to that? Oh my
God, he's smiling, apparently he liked that idea of there being an us. He's
got such a warm smile, but what is he talking about being a teacher, it was
so hard last time, I know I can't go back to that, I can't it's too hard. It
was late by this time, there was a clock on the wall in the living room, it
was one of those clocks you see in classrooms at grade school, big numbers,
plastic, white and if you were really quiet, especially if you were the only
person breathing in the room then you could just about hear the tick, tick,
tick of the second hand moving around. Now was one of those times, I think
I'd stopped breathing on a regular basis about an hour ago, or it seemed
that much, of course it had only been a few seconds since I'd slipped that
comment about 'us', but I wish he'd just say something, he was just sitting
there looking at me with this smile on his face. I couldn't seem to focus on
much else at the moment. I don't know why, it was like a light was showing
from his face, his eyes were glowing with radiance, he really looked very
healthy and handsome, and his lips were curled up at the edges. It made him
look slightly devilish, but he just continued to stare with those
indistinguishably coloured eyes into my own.

	"I don't mean teaching children at a school, though if you did do that,
that would be just as good, I mean teaching us, as Tima said today, you're
obviously a lot fitter than any of us, and you have a teaching degree, and,
as you said before, while you were teaching English, you also taught P.E.,
you said it was your favourite part, so I was wondering if you'd want to be
a, like a, well, " Kev stumbled. "I guess, like a fitness instructor to the
guys and me. You could just work with us in the gym, tell us if we're doing
much wrong and track our progress that sort of thing." Kevin suddenly seemed
really embarrassed, he was looking down at the floor between his knees as he
sat on the couch.

	"I don't know what to say." I didn't. To tell you the truth, following
around these guys seemed somewhat demeaning, and I really didn't want to go
back to teaching, though if there were only five grown men in the room, how
hard could it be? And, I'd get to spend time with Kevin. "Can I have some
time to think about this, I'm really not sure if this is right for me Kev."

	"It's fine with me, it's the guys I'm worried about actually, I'm not sure
how long I'm gonna be able to keep up the sympathy vote for you, I mean A.J.
looked pretty subdued tonight, but after a day or two to get over the shock
I'm not sure how he'll react." I nodded.

	"So, do you want me to stay while I decide if that's really what I want or
should I go?" I kinda already knew the answer, it was a bit of a stupid
question in fact!

	"Stay! I mean, I want you to stay with me for the rest of the week, even if
it means me fighting with A.J., I mean he's the main one who disapproves of
me bringing back prostitutes but I want you to stay. Oh yeah, there might be
some trouble with Brian, I mean he's never been much good with me being gay
and all, but he..."

	"You're gay??? Never would have guessed!" I laughed as I sat down next to
him and kissed him on the cheek. I really wanted him to shut up and just let
me fuck him, but then realising what I'd done, I looked down shyly at my
feet.

	"You know, that's the second time you've done that."

	"Done what? Kissed you? We've kissed loads of times!"

	"No, I've kissed you loads of times, you kissed me once today at rehearsals
after everyone was saying how cool you were and then just now, I have to say
I really like it."

	"I wasn't sure if you'd appreciate me kissing you in front of the guys and
especially when we're out in public, I also wasn't sure if you were the
kissing type."

	"Ok, first one of two things: I am the kissing type as you put it." He was
chuckling deeply, it was a really endearing type of chuckle, the type which
could get you completely hooked on a person. "And secondly, if you come on
as our fitness instructor," he smiled at the thought of that, "then I hope
you and I are going to get a lot closer, and I hope that you'll understand
that I always want to kiss you all the time. I don't care if the guys are
around, heck, if our management wouldn't bust a gut over it then I'd love to
kiss you in public too!" I smiled at him, and then I saw this weird change
in his eyes, they grew darker somehow and he was looking straight past me.


	"Kevin, I need to talk to you, in private." I turned around to see a
somewhat overweight male probably in his late forties and balding on top. He
seemed to be slightly pissed at Kevin (hey I always was a master of the
understatement!) and now he wanted me to leave! He started looking between
me and Kevin, obviously indicating to Kevin by the look in his eyes that he
wanted me to leave. I turned to look at Kevin, after he all he is still
theoretically my boss at this point, he is the one paying me at the end of
this week. Kevin was looking forwards at the table in front of the couch we
were sitting on. I could only see his profile from here, but he looked like
he had a lot of emotions running through his head and I could see a frown
appearing on his forehead, I thought his smile looked devilish, well, his
frown made him look downright evil!

	"Jared, I'm sorry about this, but could you wait in the bedroom, this is my
manager, I really need to talk to him." I frowned slightly, after all, my
current status was 'prostitute', so Kevin shouldn't be so worried about that
yet, but I did as I was told and sidestepped past the fat guy who was
blocking most of the passageway out of the living room. I walked into the
living room and, as I had done the previous night, my ear was straight on
the door, listening for any signs of conversation. Almost immediately, the
door started to open again and I was knocked back landing on my butt.

	"I'm sorry Jared, but I don't want you to hear everything I'm going to say
now, would you mind going to wait in Nick and Brian's room?" He seemed
somewhat more resolved than he had been a minute ago, and for a moment I was
hurt, I guess my face showed what I was feeling as Kevin cringed and looked
sheepish at that moment, but I quickly got up, gathered my stuff and walked
out the door and out of the suite. I turned and took one last look in as
Kevin shut the door behind me. I could see the fat guy over his shoulder and
he had a smug expression on his face. Kevin looked depressed and when he
looked up at me one last time he looked tired, and very, very upset. I
turned around and walked towards Nick and Brian's room. I turned back to
Kevin's suite just in time to hear the door click shut before I heard Brian
swing open the door to his suite.

	"Brian, I'm sorry, but Kevin is talking to his manager, he told me to wait
over here, is that ok?"

	"Yeah sure it is Jared, come on in." I walked in, taking one last glance at
Kevin's door and shut Brian's suite door behind me...

To Be Continued...
End of Part 3

Comments? Feedback? By the way, I really would like some more feedback, I'm
writing this really quickly I know and I know it's very different from a lot
of stories, but I would like to hear from anybody about any comments,
especially any interesting ideas for future plot, I mean I have the next two
chapters planned out, but any future ideas? As you probably guessed, Jared
is basically in the clear from A.J. now, but I'm thinking a quick feud with
Brian and then it's clear sailing as far as the boys are concerned. Any
comments? Also, what does anyone think about how quickly Jared and Kevin are
getting so close considering Jared was a prostitute or is this quick
transition a given considering how damned good Kev looks? Oh yeah and could
someone tell me is there two different versions of the 'Drowning' video? As
you can probably imagine, in our little closed off socialist society of
England, we get less media and so on than you do in the states. It's just
somebody described the drowning video as the guys dancing in the rain in
white shirts and our video over here looks nothing like that, so... anybody?