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====================================== My Kinda Guy -- Chapter 4 by JT Poole
// Tampa, FL -- Interstate 75 //
"Oh man oh man, I told them. I actually told them." Nick spoke, talking to himself, while driving down the interstate. "Now they know what I have been hiding for so long. I bet they are going to start treating me differently now and they might even push me away from them."
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"Watch where you are fuckin' going you idiot!" A guy in another car screamed as he swerved from almost hitting Nick's car, then pulling over to the side of the interstate.
"Excuse me? What the hell did you just say to me?" Nick asked, pulling over and getting out of his car, walking over to the man.
"I said for you to watch where you are going you idiot!" The guy stated.
"You are a jerk!" Nick stated.
"Who are you calling a jerk? You can't fucking drive!" The guy screamed.
"I am not a jerk, you are the jerk!" Nick screamed as he kicked the guy's car.
"I don't believe you just did that!" The guy stated as he walked over and grabbed Nick by the shirt collar and was about to hit him. "Oh my god, you are Nick Carter."
"Yeah so fucking what!" Nick screamed. "Get your fucking hands off of me!"
"It's alright man. I am sorry." The guy stated. "I'm Damien Fahey, I host TRL on MTV."
"Oh yeah, I thought you looked familiar." Nick stated. "I am sorry for kicking your car like I did."
"It's okay." Damien stated. "Are you okay? You seem distracted about something."
"I am okay. My mind was just on something else." Nick stated.
"Hey man, would you like to go to Starbucks and have some coffee and talk about it?" Damien asked.
"Well ah...I don't know." Nick stated.
"I am not going to bite you or anything. It's just coffee and maybe a donut or something." Damien stated. "There is one right off this exit here."
"Alright." Nick stated. "I guess we can sit and talk about how I am going to fix the dent in your car."
"Oh yeah, I had forgotten about that, but it's okay." Damien stated. "Follow me."
"Alright." Nick stated, getting back into his car to follow this cute young man from TRL that has someone caught his eye.
// 15 Minutes Later -- Starbucks //
"So what had you so distracted?" Damien asked.
"Well I told my friends something very bad and I am thinking how they are going to react when I go back home." Nick stated.
"Something bad? Were you being rude?" Damien asked.
"No it was nothing like that." Nick stated, shaking his head. "I told them something about me that I think is bad in their eyes."
"Bad how?" Damien asked.
"Just bad." Nick stated.
"Bad as in you can go to jail, or bad as in you can go to hell?" Damien asked.
"Well if you put it that way, bad in both ways." Nick stated. "According to where you are located."
"Are you an alcoholic like AJ?" Damien asked.
"No." Nick stated, as he laughed a little bit.
"Are you on drugs like AJ?" Damien asked.
"No, I don't have any bad habits." Nick stated. "I don't think that could be considered a bad habit."
"What?" Damien asked, sipping his Café Latte.
"I can't say." Nick stated.
"Why not?" Damien asked.
"I just can't." Nick stated.
"Nick are you gay?" Damien asked.
"Shhh. Keep your voice down." Nick stated as he acted as though he was trying to hide.
"It's okay if you are. I am gay Nick." Damien stated.
"You are?" Nick asked. "You don't look gay."
"You don't either." Damien stated laughing at Nick. "I don't think they still pass out pink handkerchiefs to us gay guys."
"I have never seen one of those. So I guess they don't." Nick stated.
"Nick, I hope I am not being too forward, but would you like to come back to my hotel with me and hang out for a bit?" Damien asked.
"No, I can't do something like that." Nick stated.
"Something like what?" Damien asked.
"I am not one of those types of guys." Nick stated.
"What are you talking about?" Damien asked.
"One of those guys that have sex with anything that moves." Nick stated.
"I am not one of those guys either." Damien stated. "I just wanted to hang out with you and get to know you."
"That's all you wanted?" Nick asked.
"Well maybe some fun too, but after we have gotten to know each other
first." Damien stated. "So what do you say, do you want to come back to my hotel and hang out? I don't have any thing to do for the rest of the day."
"No, but how about you coming back to my cabin with me?" Nick asked.
"A cabin?" Damien asked.
"Yes I have a cabin close to a lake." Nick stated. "We can hang out, get a tan, and go swimming. Do the hanging out thing out in the open without anyone to bother us."
"Sure I can do that." Damien stated. "Are you ready to go there now?"
"Sure, nothing like the present. Let's go." Nick stated as he and Damien got up, paid their check and left.
====================================== TO BE CONTINUED...
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