Date: Tue, 04 Apr 2000 23:53:30 CEST
From: Chris Hanson <chris_h81no@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Angel in the morning" Part 2

I am posting this for my friend Scott. It is part 2 of his story
"Angel in the morning" to the celebrity/boy-bands section!


Angel in the Morning Part 2

Hi, this is Scott and my first part i had a co writer by the name of
Toby.  Well, I haven't heard from him in a long time so I have a new
co-writer by the name of Chris and let me tell you he is a damn good
one at that!!  I want some feedback just to make sure that people are
reading my story, and it would help me if you put the story title in
the subject line!  So I hope to hear from you!!

Well this is a gay work of fiction and none of it is true.  Although
I really do wish that Nick Carter was gay and that I could have him,
but it is fiction.  So nothing is inteneded in this story.  If you are
offended by such material, please leave. Or if you are underage leave
or else read, enjoy yourself and let me hear from you!

It is fiction--email me at sapp84@hotmail.com I hope to hear from you!

And Now..........Angel in the Morning Part 2


Nick was happy that he finally had a day off. He sat in his dark
hotel room and jammed out to every CD he had, trying to forget the
pressure of being a superstar. He had gotten over seas with a song
he had heard when he tuned into an oldies radiostation in Europe. The
song was called "Goodbye to love" and he he liked it so much that he
just had to have it. So he decided he could go to the little laptop
in his room and search for lyrics of the song. He found it. It was a
song from a 70s group called "The Carpenters".

As Nick was reading through the text he remembered just a little bit
from the death of Karen Carpenter. She died of anorexia.

I'll say goodbye to love
No one ever cared if I should
live or die
Time and time again the
chance for love has passed
me by
And all I know of love is how
to live without it
I just can't seem to find it

So I've made my mind up
I must live my life alone
And though it's not the easy
way
I guess I've always know

I'd say goodbye to love
There are no tomorrows for
this heart of mine
Surely time will lose these
bitter memories
And I'll find that there is
someone to believe in
And to live for something I
could live for

All the years of useless search
Have finally reached an end
Loneliness and empty days
will be my only friend
>From this day love is
forgotten
I'll go on as best I can

What lies in the future is a
mystery to us all
No one can predict the wheel
of fortune as it falls
There may come a time when
I will see that I've been wrong
But for now this is my song

And it's goodbye to love
I'll say goodbye to love

As Nick tried to come to terms of what the song was saaying he was
thinking, "Wow There are times when noone cares if I should live or die?
And i havent been with anyone and there are times that I think love has
passed him by.

He jsut wanted to cry and he needed Scott because he knew that he cared and
and he could barely contiue reading what was on the PC screen.

As Nick finished reading he had tears streaming down his cheeks. Everything
seemed surreal. The room. The PC. Everything. Everything was wrapped in
a thick layer of grey fog.

'I can't let anyone know I'm gay. I just can't' he thought to himself.

Nick was afraid. He was afraid how his family would react, the guys, the
fans. He was scared. All he could think of was gay bashing and the tabloids
having a feast over his personal life.

He was depressed. His thoughts went back to his last pathetic suicide
attempt.  He was there again. He needed help. He knew it. He started to
tremble. As his eyes went towards the TV-set, he could see himself on the
screen. They were making fun of him. Him, the FAT and GAY popstar. He was
there. He could feel it. He was suicidal again.

He needed Scott. He was the only one who could help him. He was the only
one who really did understand. He took the piece of paper on which Scott
had written his number. He dialled. The line was busy. The sound of the
busy phone line made him crazy. He went into a state in which he felt that
he was watching himself from outside his body. He watched himself go to the
bathroom.  Nick reached for the bottle of pain killers. He swallowed 40 of
them rapidly.  It was all foggy to him. As he lay down on the bed he felt
himself drift away...

In the mean time Scott had just gotten of the phone and wsa just about
ready to head out the door when the phone rang again.  And he looked at the
caller ID and it said Nick Carter.  Scott immediatly picked up the phone
and said, "Hello"??

Nick managed to get out, "Scott I need help!"

TO BE CONTINUED!

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