Well the night was finally over, Michelle hadnt won the award it had gone to Britney Spears, but she didnt mind she knew she had a long way to go before she could over-shadow the princess of pop. She had enjoyed herself though and was still buzzing from her performance. She was now faced with a dilemma: whose post-show party did she attend? There were many she could chose from, Britney and N*Sync had (obviously) thrown a joint party, there was also Madonnas but she feared she might be slightly out of her league there. Most of the people she knew were going to the Backstreet Boys party and it was held near the hotel she was staying in. Overall that seemed like the best plan. She had heard Sisqo and Destinys Child was going to be there and she had always wanted to meet them. Making her choice she jumped into her chauffeurs car and told him where to go, convincing herself on the way that she wasnt only attending that party in the hope of bumping into a certain very cute, blonde Backstreet Boy.
Michelle checked her appearance in the wing mirror of the car. She reapplied her lip-gloss and smoothed back the flyaway hair that had escaped from her clip. Satisfied she stood up straight and made her way into the large nightclub where the party was held. The atmosphere was friendly and happy, she had half expected all the stars to be stuck up and wanting their own space, but everyone was really welcoming. There was music booming around the room and couples were dancing. It was a strictly 21+ party so the drinks were flowing. She managed to make conversation with Sisqo who was very nice and Jessica Simpson had invited her to sit on her table. She was just arguing that The Simpson's were much better than South Park with Jessica when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and found herself face to face with Nick.
"Hey, you came to our party, I was hoping Id run into you again!" He said.
Does he mean that? Why would he want to run into me?
"You were?"
"Sure I was, you cant just bump into me and get away with it" he said jokingly
"Well whats my punishment then?" She winked
Oh lordy, Im flirting with him. Stop it Michelle this is your career youre risking!
"You must come and dance with me and then allow me to buy you a drink"
Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God.
"I dont know if I can Nick"
"Why not?" He looked hurt.
"Its just that..." Michelle hesitated, it would sound dumb to say she wasnt allowed, "I...I cant dance." She lied.
"Neither can I, but that doesnt stop me" he laughed.
"Yes you can, I saw you perform tonight. If that's not dancing I dont know what is."
"Thats a choreographed routine that takes me twice as long to learn as the rest of the guys, Im useless when I havent got Fatima telling me what to do. Come on, if I can do it, you can."
"I...um...I...." Michelle stammered, she was getting desperate now, it was so hard to resist him.
"Please" he said in a baby voice. He looked so cute and pleading that her heart just melted and she found it impossible to say no.
"Yeah, OK" she smiled
"Great!" Nicks face lit up into a smile.
He held out his hand and Michelle took it, sending tingles shooting up her arm. He guided her to the dance floor where they danced; he wasnt actually that bad a dancer. Michelle found herself dancing seductively to the music, swaying and twirling, forgetting about all the stupid rules and who might see her, as far as she was concerned there was only her and Nick in the room.
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Nick watched Michelle dancing, she truly was an angel, and he was finding himself wanting her more and more every second he spent with her. He had spent most of the night plucking up the courage to speak to her. Despite the fact he had fans throwing themselves at him all the time, he was still very self-conscious and shy around girls that he liked. The song they were dancing to, finished and the sounds of a slow song filled the room, he looked around and saw couples embracing and dancing closely together. He looked at Michelle whos face turned to a vivid shade of red.
"FANCY A DRINK?" He shouted over the music. He didnt want to frighten her off by trying to get her to slow-dance with him.
Michelle nodded and they made their way over to the bar. He bought her a white wine spritzer while he had a beer. After the initial awkwardness had passed, they engaged in a long conversation, they talked about music, travel, films and TV, eventually the conversation moved onto the subject of relationships.
"So I suppose a big star like you has a glamorous, supermodel girlfriend then." She said somewhat mockingly.
"I havent actually, Im free and single" he said, then so she knew he was willing for change, he added: "at the moment anyway"
He looked in to her eyes and she returned the gaze, then turned away blushing.
"You?" He asked
"What?"
"Have you got a boyfriend?" He asked mentally crossing his fingers.
"Nope." She said, smiling.
Nick retained his posture on the outside, but on the inside he was jumping for joy. YES! He thought, beautiful, intelligent, funny, talented AND single, this was turning out to be a brilliant day after all.
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