Fearless (Book 1 of the "Fearless" Series) [Completed]

Chapter 2 - Lucky Charms

[Emmileigh]

Friday, April 20th
Belfast, Ireland

I'd never been to Ireland before, and already Belfast was impressing me.

Me and Karsyn arrived at our hotel around noon. The Merchant Hotel looked amazing from the outside, and the room we had was even more glamorous than I'd expected. Of course we were staying in the most expensive hotel that night. Karsyn wanted us to do this tour VIP style, and she wasn't kidding.

Plus, we were holding out on bumping into a Backstreet Boy or New Kid or two on our travels as well.

After getting ourselves all dolled up for our first of many Backstreet Boys Platinum VIP, Me and Karsyn hung around the hotel bar and lobby in hopes of spotting someone. There were girls everywhere, milling around outside the lifts elevators and even outside the hotel itself. It gave us high hopes that we were in the right place.

"I can't wait to see Nick." Karsyn declared before sipping at the glass of wine she held in one hand as she scanned the bar.

"I still can't believe we're going platinum. Sucks we still can't get ultimate. I wanna see Donnie." I couldn't help but whine. As much as I was a Backstreet Boys fan, I was a huge New Kids fan too. Donnie was my number one. I'd never met him before, and was dying to.

"He might be at soundcheck. He was in America a few times."

I glanced at Karsyn, who was looking around at everything. I couldn't help but smile before sitting up. "Dude, you're on Nick watch, aren't you?"

Karsyn turned to me and grinned. "Um, hell fucking yes! I'm surprised your not looking around, too."

I laughed. "Oh, I am.. I'm just stealth." I winked Howie style at Karsyn before a commotion by the lifts made me turn around.

And my heart quite literally stopped in my chest when I saw my version of heaven stepping through the crowds of girls.

Donnie fucking Wahlberg.

[/Emmileigh]

[Karsyn]

The look on Emmi's face pretty much said everything. I looked over my shoulder briefly and saw Donnie walking with a bodyguard and looked back at Emmi. She looked like she had just seen a ghost.

"Fuck, he's coming in here," she muttered as I took a sip of my wine and started twirling a strand of hair around my finger. "What do we do?"

"Nothing."

"Your Backstreet Boys purse gives you away," she whispered as I groaned, shoving it in my lap.

"The paleness of your skin gives you away."

"Hey, I'm pale anyway."

"Fuck, so am I. We need a tan," I hissed, seeing Donnie walk up beside Emmileigh and ask for a bottled water.

"Ladies," he said, nodding towards us as we both smiled back. Suddenly Emmi's cellphone went off, playing "Dirty Dancing." I cringed and she jumped, turning it off quickly as Donnie started to laugh, taking the bottle of water and paying the bartender.

"Guess I'll see you two at the show," Donnie said as he and his bodyguard started to walk out. Emmi laid her head on the bar and I cracked up laughing, looking over to watch Donnie to make sure he was gone.

"Who the fuck has 'Dirty Dancing' as a ringtone?" I asked as she shrugged. "We'll see him again. At least he knows we won't jump him. Well, I won't. You might."

"It's the main ringtone," she said, lifting her head and looking at it. "I don't know what number that is but I'm going to find out and kick their ass."

"Can I get something stronger than wine?" I asked the bartender as Emmi looked at me. "What?"

"You're gonna get drunk before VIP."

"Not like Nick hasn't seen me drunk before," I said as the bartender gave me a shot of something and I watched as Emmileigh called the number back.

I had used up all the money I had saved and went on the Backstreet Boys cruise alone. My roommate ended up being some loser who wanted to go to sleep at 10 p.m. before the fun even began. Thus, I was alone most of the nights and one night ended up in a group of girls that hung out with Nick and Howie. I typically don't drink much, well at all really, but Nick got me so drunk that I was hungover and missed the actual Bahamas part of the cruise.

So him seeing me drunk wasn't going to be a big deal.

"It was my boss asking when I was coming back to work," Emmileigh said as I glared at her. "I had taken the number out of my phone. I told her to go fuck herself."

"I'll drink to that," I said, finishing up my glass of wine. "Now let's go see Nick and the other three."

[/Karsyn]