All I Have To Give

Broken

"What are you doing here?" Nick crossed his arms over his chest

I do the same "What are you doing here?"

"Whatever." He just walks past me..

"Hey! What the hell is your problem." I shout out towards him.

He just keeps walking. Faster.

"Howie, what the hell is wrong with him?"

He shrugs "I have no idea. Do you want me to talk to him for you?"

"No it's fine, I'll figure it out. Thanks anyway."

*****

For nearly four hours I was ignored by Nick, I guess that was better than the two hours he gave me the death glare..

"Nick just leave her alone and give it a rest. Okay bud?" Kevin moved to put his hand of Nick's shoulder, but he just shrugged it off.

I saw Fatima look our way and Kevin gently smiled at her.

"Whatever Kev." Nick rolled his eyes.

"Come on man, how long are you gonna act pissy?"

Nick just kept walking until he was he left the arena.

"I tried my best." Kevin threw his hands up in defeat.

"I know Kev, thanks." I got up and walked over to Fatima.

"How long does it take for a Backstreet boy to stop hating you?"

Unconsciously she looked once more at Kevin.

I stretched and made sure I wouldn't pull any muscles this time.

"Six months, tops." She continued her own stretches before rehearsals.

"Speaking of that... Are you and Kev 'Ok'"?

"Yeah. Like nothing ever happened.." She finished and rounded up all the dancers, to instruct them on warm ups.

I stepped beside her and joined "You don't sound to thrilled about that."

"Down. Back up. Loosen those arms Nikki!"

Fatima shot me a quick look of confirmation.

Before leaving I mouthed out "Santino's, eight."

She nodded.

As I walked out the building doors, I noticed that I'd left my duffle bag in the locker room.

"Shit." I turned around to go back inside."Now I gotta go up in here for a bag.." I muttered to myself completely aggravated by my forgetfulness.

I sigh as I look at the stairs "..Have to go back up all these motherf--"

"Woah there potty mouth."

I practically jumped out of my skin "Howie you scared the hel..heck out of me."

I place my hand on my chest for added effect.

"Sorry. If it's any consolation I was going to bring you this." He hands me my duffle bag.

"Thank you so much! You just saved my calves" I give him a quick hug.

"No problem. Got any plans tonight?"

I lean against the door "Yeah, I'm meeting Fatima at Santino's.. You're welcome to come if you want to."

"Cool.. Can I bring the guys?"

Howie already had his phone out ready to text them to come.

"Yeah sure. See you at 8?" I adjust the bag strap.