Trustworthy | NICK CARTER FANFICTION

Part 1

— February 1st 1995 11:32 AM —

Ida's POV

I was walking through Universal Studios beside my dad - John Vinther, the owner of the entire thing. He had invited me to come and try out his new ride. There were a lot of people today, Backstreet Boys fangirls, or as they prefer to be called - Backstreet Girls. They had brought signs, in order to have the boys notice them. I wasn't exactly a Backstreet Girl - kind of more the opposite. I mean, I like their music - but their look on girls are unacceptable. I have heard rumors that they are players - the youngest one, Nick, are supposedly the worst one. If the rumors are true, he has slept with every girl he thinks is pretty. Spoiled child, he must get whatever he wants. Not that I don't, I mean, my father is one of the richest men in the world, but the Nick-thing is different. I told my dad beforehand that it was a bad idea to invite them in for a concert, but all he cared about was the money he was going to make on it. I brushed the thoughts off my head, and kept walking forward. We had three bodyguards with us, though I thought it was unnecessary. I understand that I am my dads only child, and that he wants to keep me safe - but I ain't that wanted, am I? A couple of clouds slid in front of the sun, and I took my sunglasses up on top of my head, squeezing my eyes slightly as they adjusted to the sunlight. Suddenly the music stopped playing, and I turned my head a bit to the left as we were walking past the scene. On the stage were Nick Carter, thanking the girls for their love and support.

Nick: "Thanks for having us Orlando!"

I looked forward again, but stared at him through the coner of my eye. I saw him send a glance at me, his jaw dropped slightly and he remained silent. I guess that it was pretty outstanding with the bodyguards and all. He smiled at me, before returning his attention to his fans. He put both his hands up in the air, while they clapped at him. I shook my head, with a helpless smile on my face.

— February 1st 1995 11:35 AM —

Nick's POV

I came around backstage, and the boys included me in their hug.

Kevin: "Well that was exhausting."

Howie: "Speak for yourself, I think it was one of the best concerts we've done so far!"

AJ: "I agree with Howie, this theme park is breathtaking!"

Me: "Yeah.."

Brian: "Hey, what's up Nicky?"

Me: "It's just.. Did you guys see that blonde in the end? The girl walking past the stage behind the crowd?"

AJ: "No, but if she was blonde I bet she was cute. Just like my little Nicky!"

He raised his voice, making a babyvoice and a babyface in the last sentence. He padded me roughly on the head, and I couldn't help, but laugh a little.

Me: "I'm serious, she was surrounded by bodyguards."

Brian: "How old was she?"

Me: "I don't know, maybe around my age."

Howie: "Oh - oh! Did she wear sunglasses, red lipstick and a grey scarf?"

Me: "Yeah, she did."

Howie: "Then I believe I saw her earlier, Ida Vinther I think."

Me: "Vinther like.. Like the Vinther?"

Howie: "Yup."

Kevin: "Good luck with that, Nick."

Nick: "Fight me Kevin, she'd fall for the Nick charm."

AJ: "I believe you Nick."

Nick: "Thank you, AJ."