Date: Fri, 5 May 2000 01:19:28 -0500
From: Dan <new_bsb_daniel@hotmail.com>
Subject: Be With Me Brian 7

Hi There!

Its been a long time since I last
posted a story. I don't mean to sound
like a complainer, but I've barely
gotten any e-mail lately about the
story. Isn't anyone reading it? I'm
sorry to say, but I'm seriously
considering discontinuing it, cause I'm
not really sure whether or not anyone
is reading it. I feel sort of like I am
wasting my time.

Please, please, please -- I beg of you,
if you like my story and want me to
continue writing it, please let me
know!

As always, this story isn't meant to
imply anything about the sexuality of
any member of the Backstreet Boys.

Here is chapter 7, lucky seven as I
like to refer to it.

Questions and comments to:
new_bsb_daniel@hotmail.com


Be With Me Brian Chapter 7


By Daniel



Howie heard a knocking on his door at
around 10 in the morning, and got up to
see who it was.

"Hey Kevin," Howie said as he saw Kevin
and A.J. standing at the door.

"You guys ready to go to work?" Kevin
asked, as he walked into Howie's room.

"I am, but I don't think Nick's gonna
go today. He was pretty sick last
night, he had a fever and he was
throwing up. I think it'd be better if
he stayed here," Howie explained, as
the A.J. and Kevin sat on the sofa.

"Okay," Kevin said.

"I'm gonna go tell Nick that we're
heading out now, be right back," Howie
said as he walked into the bedroom of
the suite.

	Nick was still in his bed sound
asleep. Howie put his hand to Nick's
forehead, it was still extremely warm.

"Nick...Nick," Howie said gently,
trying to wake Nick. Nick half opened
his eyes and looked up at Howie.

"Yeah?" Nick said.

"We're going to rehearsal now. I just
wanted to see if you wanted me to get
you anything before I go," Howie
explained as he put his hand on Nick's
arm.

"Just a glass of water, please," Nick
begged. He was clearly dehydrated, and
Howie noticed that Nick's lips were
chapped and red.
	Howie stood and got Nick another
glass of water with ice. Howie pulled
two more Tylenol out of the bottle.
Nick sat up with assistance from Howie.
Howie put the pills onto Nick's tongue,
and gave Nick large drink of cold water
to swallow them.
	Nick's eyes had a glazed look on
them as he lay his head back on the
pillow.

"Are you hungry at all?" Howie asked.

"No," Nick shook his head.

"We'll I'm gonna go now, I'll see you
this evening," Howie stood.

"Thanks Howie," Nick said as he closed
his eyes. Howie pulled the blanket over
Nick snug and exited the room.


	Howie saw that Kevin and A.J. were
still sitting on the sofa, waiting for
him.

"I'm ready," Howie said.

	Kevin and A.J. stood up, exiting the
room and heading for the limo that
would take them to the rehearsal.

"Ow! OW!!! AHHHHH!"

	Brian awoke to hear Andy shouting.

"What wrong?" Brian asked frantically.

"I've got a cramp in my leg!" Andy
clenched his teeth as he spoke. Brian
hopped to his feet and grabbed Andy's
foot, putting it on his stomach.

"Push against me," Brian said. Andy
did, and soon the cramp was gone.

"Oh, that's better" Andy sighed as
Brian sat back down in the chair.

"What time is it?" Andy asked.

"Um, around 11," Brian said, "How are
you feeling?"

"My chest is throbbing, and I've gotta
piss really bad," Andy stated,
squirming around in the bed, even
though his arms were restrained.

"Do you want me to find a doctor so he
can put one of those catheters on you?"
Brian asked seriously.

"NO! I don't want a tube in shoved in
me. Would find me a bedpan or something
please?"

	Brian nodded and got out of his
chair. He knelt down onto his knees and
opened a cabinet. He searched through
it, finding needles, gloves and
assorted medical instruments. Finally,
in the back, there was a bedpan.

"Found one," Brian said as he stood to
his feet and walked over to Andy.

Andy was feeling a little bit
embarrassed about his helplessness. He
was blushing bright red.


"Okay," Brian said. After a few moments
Andy had finished.

"Thank you Brian. I know its not fun
having to wait on me like this, but I
do appreciate it," Andy sounded shy as
he spoke.

	Brian giggled and put a smile on his
face.

"Andy, its no trouble. I love helping
you in anyway I can. Its fun playing
doctor," Brian joked, putting his hand
on Andy's cheek.

"I hate having to put a burden on you
like this. You don't have to be here
with me, you could be doing anything,
but you choose to stay. It really means
alot to me," Andy said while enjoying
the soft feel of Brian's hand on his
face. Andy opened his mouth and sucked
on Brian's fingers gently.

The door opened, startling Brian and
causing him to quickly pull his hand
away from Andy to avoid being seen. Dr.
Charles entered the room wearing a
white lab coat.

"Hi guys," she smiled as she walked
into the room.

"Hi," Andy said.

"So how are you feeling today?" Dr.
Charles walked over to a machine near
Andy's bed and pressed some buttons on
it.

"My chest hurts pretty bad," Andy
answered honestly.

	Dr. Charles finished pushing buttons
on the machine and turned her attention
back to Andy.

"Beyond being sore, have you felt any
other discomfort, like when you forgot
to take your pills?" Dr. Charles asked.

"No, not really," Andy answered,
looking down at his arms, "When can I
get these things taken off my arms?"

"Not too comfortable lying on your
back, is it?" Dr. Charles joked, "The
restraints will be taken off in two
more days."

"Two more days?" Andy whined.

"Yes, I'm sorry, two more days," Dr.
Charles explained.


"Whenever I inhale it hurts because the
bandages squeeze my chest," Andy said.

"You'll be more comfortable when
they're taken off,"Dr. Charles assured
as she wrote some things down on a
chart that she was holding.

"Andy, I'm going to give you an
injection, it should help take some of
the pain away, but it isn't going to be
as strong as the one you were given
last night," Dr. Charles used pulled a
set of keys out of her pocket and
unlocked a tall cabinet on the wall,
taking a small bottle and a syringe
out. After extracting the liquid from
the bottle, Dr. Charles cleaned a small
area of Andy's arm with alcohol and
inserted the needle, making Andy cringe
slightly.

"Okay, there," Dr. Charles smiled as
she pulled out the needle, "That should
help a bit."
	Dr. Charles threw the needle into
the trash.

"I'm going to find a nurse to come in
and feed you lunch in a few minutes, ,"
Dr. Charles spoke as she put a small
Band-Aid on Andy's arm where she had
given him the injection.

"Um, I could feed Andy instead of the
nurse," Brian suggested.

"Sure, if you want to," Dr. Charles
smiled, she didn't seem to have any
problem with the idea.

"Okay, well I'll see you later then,"
Dr. Charles smiled and exited the room.


"I'll be right back, I'm just gonna run
down to the cafeteria and get something
quick," Brian said as he stood and
headed for the door.

"Okay, I'll wait here for you," Andy
joked. Brian giggled and exited the
room, leaving Andy alone. Andy was
extremely bored as he waited for Brian
to return. He couldn't turn on the TV,
read a magazine, or even fidget with
his hands. Andy's thoughts began to
turn to where his father was and what
he was feeling.
	Brian walked back into the room as
Andy pondered his father's whereabouts.
Brian had a container of ice cream,
mint, Andy favorite.

"Mint Ice cream," Brian smiled as she
held the carton.

"My favorite, you shouldn't have," Andy
laughed.

"But I did," Brian said as he put the
carton in the small freezer, "This is a
damn fine hospital room, there's a
freezer, a microwave, a sink, and two
recliners."

"Yes, it is quite nice for a hospital
room," Andy agreed.

A nurse walked in holding a large
silver tray.

"Mr. Moeller, I've brought you you're
lunch," the nurse said in a monotone as
she put the tray on the small table
near the bed.

"Thank you," Andy said kindly. The
nurse nodded and left the room as
quickly as she had entered.

"I hope you like meatloaf," Brian
laughed as he saw the tray of food.

"I knew this hospital was too good to
be true," Andy said.
 	Brian took a seat next to Andy and
pulled the tray near. Brian took a
small spoonful of the meatloaf and
brought it to Andy's mouth. Andy gladly
accepted and began to chew.

"Hey, this isn't bad!" Andy exclaimed,
"Try it," Andy urged. Brian tasted a
small spoonful.

"You're right, it is pretty good,"
Brian agreed.

	Brian continued to feed Andy until
every bite of food on the plate was
gone, and Andy had eaten half the
container of ice cream.

"I couldn't eat another bite," Andy
said as Brian put what was left of the
ice cream back into the freezer, "I'm
going to get fat."

"So?" Brian said as he sat back down
next to Andy.

"So? Then you'll leave me for a cuter,
skinnier guy," Andy said jokingly.

"I doubt that. If you gained weight to
be a thousand pounds I would still love
you for the person you are inside. I
must admit you are pretty cute the way
you are now." Brian put his finger on
Andy's nose so show affection.

"Kiss me," Andy requested. Brian looked
at Andy and hesitated, "Please?" Andy
asked again.

"I don't want to hurt you," Brian
sounded serious.

"Hurt me?" Andy questioned, raising an
eyebrow.

"If I lean on your chest to kiss you, I
might hurt you," Brian answered Andy's
question.

"Don't worry about that, just kiss me,"
Andy whimpered, wanting to be kissed by
Brian more than anything at that
moment.

	Brian leaned forward slightly onto
Andy's chest. Andy gasped slightly and
Brian moved forward further. Brian's
mouth met Andy's and they began a deep
kiss. Andy's tongue went into Brian's
mouth. Brian moved forward, causing
Andy to break the kiss and cringe in
pain. Brian immediatley got off of Andy
and sat up.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Brian
sounded remorseful.

"No, I'm okay, just a little sore
around the chest," Andy answered
calmly, "What do you want to do now?"

"Well, I could give you a ride by
pushing the bed around the room," Brian
suggested jokingly, "or we could watch
a little TV."

"I think TV, maybe the Real World is
on."

	Brian turned on the T.V in the room
and went through the channels until he
came to MTV. There was a news show on.

"And in other news, Andy Moeller, the
eighteen year old singer who's song
"For the first time," is number two on
the top ten, and has the number one
video on TRL, has reportedly been
hospitalized for an undisclosed
illness. MTV tried to contact RCA
records to find out more about the
rumor, with no luck. RCA stated that
they knew nothing about the reported
illness."

Brian hit the mute button the
television.

"It doesn't take them very long to find
out anything," Brian sounded a little
angry.

"I don't mind if they know about me
being sick," Andy explained, "just as
long as they don't say that I've got
aids from sharing needles and that I'm
a drug user."

"They'll lie about anything if they
think it'll sell one newspaper," Brian
added seriously.

"It's okay," Andy said, not really
giving the problem any though. It
didn't bother him in the least, "I
don't really wanna watch TV anyway,
let's do something else."

"What?" Brian asked as he shut off the
TV and walked over to Andy's bed.

"I don't know," Andy sighed, "Find me a
knife and cut these things off my
arms."

"Sorry, no can do buddy," Brian laughed
as he sat in the chair. Andy's face
instantly covered itself with a frown.
It was not the reaction that Brian had
anticipated.

"What's wrong?" Brian asked when he saw
the look of sorrow on Andy's face.

"I'm going to have gigantic scars all
over me," Andy explained sadly.

"So?" Brian said. Andy was shocked on
Brian's reply.

"It doesn't matter to me how you look,
just as long as you stay the same
person inside," Brian added.

Andy smiled at Brian, appreciating what
Brian had to say, but his mind was
obviously on other things. Brian sensed
that Andy wasn't wholly alert, and
questioned him.

"So, what are thinking about?" Brian
nonchalantly questioned.

"Alot of things, my dad, my surgery, my
career, you and I," Andy answered in
one long sentence.

"That's alot to think about," Brian
commented.

"Yeah," Andy sighed and turned his head
to the window, "More than anything I'd
like to know how my dad is feeling,
that's tearing me up the most."

	Brian could tell how much Andy loved
his parents, and how much this
severance in their relationship was
hurting him. Brian put his hand on
Andy's hand, Andy didn't respond. He
lay still and lifeless, thinking to
himself quietly. Brian couldn't think
of anything to say to comfort Andy, for
he had not gone through this struggle
with his own parents. Seeing how much
Andy was hurting through this ordeal,
it made Brian dread telling his own
parents, a day he knew that would
eventually come.
	Thinking about Andy and his parents
reminded Brian that he hadn't called
his own parents in over a week.

"Andy, I'm gonna go down to the lobby
and make a phone call, will you be
alright?" Brian asked as he stood to
his feet.

"Yeah," Andy shook his head yes.

"You sure?" Brian wanted to make sure.

"Of course, you go, I'll be fine," Andy
affirmed.


"Well, well, well. So only three of you
decided to show up today," Markus, one
of the Backstreet Boys' top managers
said in a sarcastic tone. All of the
guys despised him. He was uncaring and
very rude.

"Nick's got the flu, and Brian, well,
you know Brian's on a leave of absence
for two weeks," Kevin stated in
response to Markus's comment.

"Yes, I know that, but I'm not exactly
sure why Brian is gone. Please,
elaborate for me," Makus said, very
matter-of-factly.

"Personal reasons," Kevin dodged the
question.

"I bet," Markus sneered and proceeded
to pull his cell phone out of his
blazer and hit an auto-dial button.

	Kevin, Howie and A.J. turned around
and walked towards the cafeteria area
of the studio. They had been rehearsing
for two hours solid, and all wanted to
get in a little light lunch before they
resumed at 3 o'clock.

"Man, what an uptight asshole," Howie
commented as they entered the empty
cafeteria. A.J. and Kevin both verbally
agreed as they sat down at a table
filled with all kinds of junk food.

"Well he does have a slight point,"
Kevin stated, "With two guys missing
rehearsals for any period of time,
we're not gonna be able to begin the
tour in three weeks as scheduled."

"Maybe that's a good thing, Brian might
be able to get a little longer time to
spend with Andy before we have to
leave," A.J. commented.

"Yeah, but you know how angry
management will get. They lose alot of
money when things don't go as planned,"
Kevin explained.

A.J. nodded his head as he took a bite
from his sandwich.

Howie gave a loud, long yawn.

"Tired?" Kevin asked.

"A little bit," Howie answered back.

"We've only got three more hours here
before we can go back to the hotel,"
Kevin commented.

Howie leaned back in his chair
slightly, and shut his eyes.

"Give me a little nudge when the lunch
break is over," Howie said as he tried
to get a short nap in.

Kevin laughed to himself silently and
continued eating his meal.

By the time that Brian finished his
phonecall to his home, two hours had
gone by. Brian and his mother loved to
talk, and both seemed to have a natural
gift for it. They discussed everything
that was going on in their separate
worlds, uninhibitedly. Brian even
mentioned to his mother that he was
seeing "somebody". Jackie, Brian's
mother, tried to coax Brian to
elaborate as to who the person was, but
Brian explained it was "no one that she
knew."

	Brian enjoyed talking to his mother,
but got a little upset that his mother
assumed he was seeing a girl. Initially
he was distraught that his mother
didn't know that he liked guys, but
soon logically realized that it wasn't
her fault. She was still naive as to
that Brian was gay, and that he was in
love with another man. Since Brian
wanted to come out in person to his
family, he kept a tight lip about his
relationship, not to cause anymore
anguish at this time in his life.





That was chapter seven. I really don't
wanna end my story like this, but if I
don't get any feedback I'm afraid I'm
going to.

So please, please write me! I need to
know what people think! I know I sound
crazy, but I have an insatiable need to
know what people think about my
writing.

I expect to hear from everyone who read
the story so far! hehehe

Daniel


new_bsb_daniel@hotmail.com