Title:Call In To Win Author:Jules - mailto:slash_me_baby@yahoo.com Pairing:Nick/Kevin (kinda sorta) Part:1/1 Rating: PG Disclaimer:Not true. None of it. Warning:Slash warning. Dedication:To Andrea. Not exactly how it went down, but close enough eh!!! It's gonna happen. I can FEEL it. Notes: Oh yeah, and so the contest is actually to win a chanceto be there ...so I've changed it a little. Instead of qualifying on Monday (today) and then having to wait until Wednesdsay night to find out if you win, whoever wins wins. Easier that way. Thanks. Call In To Win by Jules He didn't get the fucking radio station where he was and was pissed. This was Toronto for Christ's sake and the station was in the god damned city, so there was no reason why his rather expensive stereo system wasn't picking up the signal. 103.5. It had a digital tuner, so it wasn't like he had the pointer on the wrong little line. But as Kevin set the station, all he heard was static. Static and a not so clear Edge 102.1 instead of the dance beats he'd told would be playing. Kevin threw the remote control to the stereo against the wall and screamed in frustration. How the fuck was he supposed to be the fifth fucking caller when he couldn't even listen to know when Nick's song was playing. Filled with frustration and anger, Kevin went to his laptop and booted it up, making himself comfortable at the suite's spacious table. As soon as it was finished, he clicked on his instant Internet icon and laughed as he heard Nick's voice loud and clear. "Hey you sexy motherfucker, you got mail." When Kevin had done the AOL 'you've got mail' thingie, the other guys had teased him about it, Nick going so far as to download it and have it as his mail notification. So Kevin had only felt it fair that Nick record one of his own for him to put on his laptop. Kevin had made it seem like a joke, but wanted nothing more than Nick's sultry voice on his computer informing him of anything, even if it was new email. Also treating it as a joke, Nick had recorded that one, sending it to Kevin to download. And since then, Kevin heard Nick's voice every time he clicked on his computer, every time someone emailed him. And truth be told, Kevin would go so far to say that he'd sent himself email a few times, if not just to hear Nick's voice. Something he would never divulge to the blonde. Bibleboy: hey cuz. What's up?" Kevin laughed as Brian's AIM message popped up on his screen. Wunderfuk: not much Bri. Pissed as hell... Wanted to listen to a radio station up here and I can't get it in my room..." Bibleboy: What station? *smirks* Wunderfuk: ...what's that smirk for? Bibleboy: just listen to it online. Go to www.z1035.comand you'll be able to hear it. They haven't played.... Wunderfuk: I don't know what you're talking about.. Bibleboy: I don't know what you're talking about.... Boo hoo hooo. Go to the page cuz and listen online... They haven't played it in a while so it should be coming up soon. Kevin's whole body tensed up and he wiped his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. How the hell did Brian know? What should he do? Go online and listen. He hadn't even thought of that. He cut and paste the url in the address bar and waited for it to load, clicking to 'listen live' when the page was finished. Almost instantly Kevin was met with some DMX and started to laugh as the Rough Riders Anthem was playing from his speakers. He hadn't heard this song in a while, his mood lightening almost instantly. Kevin scrambled to grab the phone and put it close to the computer, his cell phone right next to it. Copying down the studio line so he would know where to call when the time came, he relaxed back in his seat, jumping when he heard his AIM beep at him. Bibleboy: did you get it? Are you listening? Wunderfuk: yeah. Thanks. I hadn't even thought of that. Why are you listening? Kevin had to ask, his curiosity getting the better of him. Brian was in Atlanta with Leigh, not exactly in the

		neighborhood. Bibleboy: Just ... I don't know. Supporting him I guess. Things have been a little strained as of late and I just thought ... I don't know. Kevin nodded, knowing Brian couldn't see him. He knew exactly what Brian was talking about. That's why he was in a room booked at the Four Seasons in Toronto. Waiting for Nick to arrive in a few days. Hoping to win tickets to attend an interview with him at the radio station. Of course, it was for the winner and five of their friends, but Kevin wasn't worried. If he won, there were two girls who most likely were sitting at their computers at that exact moment as well, waiting for Nick's song to play to call in. So the five extra tickets weren't a problem. It was winning it in the first place that had him stressed out. The _expression on Nick's face upon seeing him in that studio would be worth anything he had to do to be that caller. Wunderfuk: I know cuz. It's why I'm here.. Bibleboy: where? Wunderfuk: in Toronto. I'm here now. Trying to win tickets to see him... Bibleboy: to tell him you're in love with him? Kevin's fingers faltered as he was typing a message. He read and reread Brian's IM and felt his heart start to race. Billy Idol's Mony Mony was blaring through his speakers and he had no idea what to say to that. Thankfully Brian spoke again to relieve him of that duty. Bibleboy: Kevin. It's okay. Wunderfuk: I ... I don't know what you're talking about Bri. Bibleboy: are you sure? You don't have to worry about me cuz, I've known for a while. Probably longer than you have. Wunderfuk: What .... Bibleboy: You don't think we don't know why your marriage failed? You think we are blind? We know. I know. Wunderfuk: EVERYONE KNOWS? Kevin began to full out hyperventalate, the lunch he'd eaten now churning in his stomach. This was worse than he'd imagined. He had suspected that Brian and AJ knew something, they were always giving him looks. Making comments. But for EVERYONE to know... For Nick to know. Bibleboy: BREATHE KEV! BREATHE. Kevin saw Brian's message and choked out a laugh despite his irregular breathing. Bibleboy: We know. By we I mean Aje, D and I. Of course Nick doesn't know. He's too busy worrying about his own issues to deal with yours. So your secret is safe ...but how much longer are you going to ignore it? How much longer are you going to hide it from him? Wunderfuk: as long as I have to I guess. Bri.. I don't know. It could be why I'm here.. I'm not sure. All I know is that I want to support him, and so I'm here trying to fucking win fucking tickets by being the fifth caller when they play Help Me. Bibleboy: Speaking of.. When are they going to play the freakin song?? Wunderfuk: I know. They keep playing all this other shit when they should be playing Nick's song. Kevin's breathing slowly returned to normal and he felt somewhat more relaxed about the guys knowing about his feelings about Nick. He spent the better part of the next hour chatting with Brian while checking out some of his favourite sites. Often times when he was online, Kevin would check out a lot of the fan fiction sites, reading about what was going on in their lives at the present time. As much as the authors professed that it was fiction, quite a lot of the time it was based on real events. Performances, appearances, arguments and fights.. It was all thrown in there and made Kevin laugh. The biggest example of true to life fan fiction could be seen with Lance's impending trip to space. Although he wouldn't admit it out loud, Kevin had a guilty pleasure in the name of NSYNC slash fiction. He couldn't help but seek out the Bassez stories, ones starring Lance and JC. Just the thought of them together gave Kevin warm tingles through his whole body, and lately quite a bit of them were centred around JC 's recent visit to Houston to see Lance during his space training. Bibleboy: Cuz? You there? Wunderfuk: yeah.. Just .... Reading. Kevin adjusted his crotch, feeling his erection pressing against the denim of his jeans. Reading some of the better fan fics tended to get him quite aroused and most often than not he would end up jerking off while reading them. Especially the ones of him and Nick. Bibleboy: I'm getting so pissed off.. When are they going to play the song? I think I've requested it like a million times already.... Wunderfuk: They're going to make us wait for it... They know we'll listen in no matter how long it is.. So they want to get us to listen in for as long as possible.

		Suddenly, Kevin got a vision of what their fans must go through every time they were in town. Trying to win tickets desperately, sitting by the radio and phone for days on end. He vowed at that moment that when they all went back on tour together, he was going to make sure that he was 100 times nicer to the winners of the radio promotions. Because as easy as he thought it was to dial a phone and win, it was fucking hard work. Frustratingly hard work. Bibleboy: so are you at his hotel? Wunderfuk: yeah. I'm on the 12th floor, he's gonna be on 8 I think. Bibleboy: oooooh. Stalkin him huh? Gonna go down to Much Music too? Wunderfuk: fuck you cuz. Bibleboy: well? Wunderfuk: I might... Bibleboy: maybe if you ask nice, Rick will get you in. Might have to blow him though... Kevin did a cross between a laugh and a shudder at Brian's suggestion, blowing Rick the Temp the last thing he wanted to do. Wunderfuk: Shit, if I'm going to blow anyone, I'll just blow Nick and have him bring me himself... Bibleboy: speaking of... Wunderfuk: speaking of what? Bibleboy: blowing nick.... *evil grin* Kevin held his breath, waiting for Brian's next message. Bibleboy: I'm kidding. Speaking of Nick getting you in ...why not just ask him if you can go with him. Let someone else win the tickets. Wunderfuk: oh, I've already got 5 girls who are going to go to the interview with me. Andrea, Julie and a few friends of theirs. We've got a plan, if they win they take me, if I win, I take them... Bibleboy: Andrea and Julie? Wunderfuk: don't ask. You DON'T want to know! Kevin laughed as he thought about the two girls he'd met the last time they were in Toronto. They'd all met at a club they'd been at and since that night, Kevin had kept in close contact with them. It had been just as he was ending his relationship with Kristin and they'd managed to take his mind off of his sham of a marriage and his feelings for Nick. They had been the first women to approach him that night not propositioning him for sex and thus he'd become friends with them almost instantly. Bibleboy: so why not just ask Nick to get you in? Wunderfuk: I want to surprise him. I want to show him that I'm willing to sit at my computer all fucking day long on a long weekend to try and win tickets to see him. Bibleboy: and if you don't win? Kevin thought about this, the thought of him not winning not entering his mind at all. Wunderfuk: then I call him and get him to get me 3 tickets. One for me, two for them. Bibleboy: that's what I thought. LOL They continued to talk, Kevin stopping as the DJ began to talk. "I know you're all waiting for Nick Carter's Help Me to play so you can win to be here for his interview on Thursday afternoon. The phone lines have just been blowing up, so let me just tell you that before 4:30, I WILL play it. So stay tuned to hear Help Me by Nick Carter and be the fifth caller through." Kevin's pulse began to race and he checked the clock. 3:45. Three forty-five. In the next forty-five minutes they'd be playing Nick's song. Bibleboy: did you hear that? It's coming up soon... Wunderfuk: yeah... Oh god Bri.. I'm freaking out here.. Kevin took a deep breath as he heard the familiar guitar opening to Justin's new song "Like I Love You." If Justin and Nick weren't head to head, in a fierce competition of the boy band babies going solo, he would really like it. But since they were, and his heart was with Nick, he forced himself to turn the volume down a little and nervously wait for Help Me to play. At 4 pm he heard the DJ go into the four at four and felt his stomach lurch. It was almost time. With each passing minute, Kevin became more and more nervous, all messaging with Brian cut off completely. Until 4:11. Bibleboy: CALL NOW! NOW NOW NOW

		Kevin jumped into action as he heard the announcement to call in now for Nick Carter tickets. With one phone in one hand, the other phone in his other, Kevin began to dial. Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck". He muttered, hitting end and redial over and over again. Busy. Busy. Ringing. Kevin stared at the cell phone in his hand, hearing the familiar ringing in his ear. He was too stunned to do anything. Vaguely, he heard his AIM buzz. Bibleboy: I can't freaking get through. Kevin's hand was shaking too much for him to answer. The ringing painfully loud in his ears. Or was that his heart beat? He wasn't sure. Bibleboy: You get through? Kevin took a deep breath and resigned himself to the fact that no one was going to answer. They already had their caller. Just as he was about to hit end call someone picked up. "Z103" Nick's song was still playing on the computer, butterflies in his stomach making him queasy. "I.. I got through?" He spoke, disbelief in his voice. The DJ laughed. "Yeah you got through." "What ...umm holy fuck. What caller am I?" "Well ...It's your lucky day man. You're caller number 5! You've just won!" "Holy shit." Kevin gasped, unable to believe that he'd not only gotten through, but won. Again, he heard the DJ laugh in his ear. He would have been embarrassed at how girlie he was acting if he wasn't so genuinely shocked. He fucking felt like a 15 year old girl right now. "So yeah... Congratulations man. What's your name?" They had thrown to commercial and Kevin knew that this was just the pre-announcement announcement that he'd won. "Kevin." "Okay. Have you won anything with the station in the last 60 days?" Kevin laughed. "Umm no. This is the first time I've ever tried to win anything." "Well lucky shot then man. I'm sure your girlfriend will be happy that you're getting her in to see Nick Carter." "Yeah. Something like that." Kevin laughed. This guy had NO clue. "So Kevin. I'm gonna go back to the air and we're gonna pretend that you've just won. We have to do it this way so we don't have the 'holy shit' and 'oh fucks' on the air." Kevin waited patiently and noticed that his AIM notification was blinking. He clicked on it with shaky hands. Bibleboy: Kev? You there? What's going on? Wunderfuk: ......

		"Hello?" Kevin heard the DJ say in his ear and on his computer realizing that it was his cue. "Hello Z103?" "Oh yeah.. Sorry about that... Hello?" Kevin said, his voice still shaky. "I still can't believe it was ringing, let alone you answered it. So.. What caller am I?" Kevin knew the drill so he played it up. "Well. What's your name dude?" "Kevin." Kevin could almost hear two extremely eager cries from elsewhere in the city, smiling at how happy they were going to be. Almost instantly his AIM started to blink. Bibleboy: WTF? IS THAT YOU?? OMG IT'S YOU. YOU WON???????????? Kevin giggled at Brian's excitement but still didn't answer him. "Well Kevin. Get five of your friends and then bring them down to the Z103.5 studios because you're going to meet Nick Carter." Kevin let out a nervous laugh. "Thanks man." "Who got you in to meet Nick Carter, Kevin?" "Z 103.5" Kevin replied, knowing to stay on the line to give his vitals for when they arrived on Thursday. Once he'd hung up his phone Kevin let out a loud scream and giggle, glad that no one was there to hear it. It was then he remembered about Brian. Wunderfuk: Sorry about that cuz. I was a little busy. Bibleboy: yeah, I heard. I think. That was you right? You won? Wunderfuk: yeah. I can't believe it. I fucking won. Kevin was still giggling when a second message box appeared on his computer. BelleVegasGirl: DUDE. You won!! We're ready to meet Nick! Wunderfuk: LMAO. Thursday Jules. Thursday. BelleVegasGirl: NOW! *pouts* Fuck Kevin. You know him. HOOK US UP!Wunderfuk: I'm not good enough? BelleVegasGirl: You're gay! No good to us. WE WANT NICK. Kevin laughed at Julie's bluntness, shaking his head. Wunderfuk: I hate to tell you but Nick's .... BelleVegasGirl: Wait until Thursday to shatter the dream for us. For now he's straight and gonna be all over us when he sees us. RIGHT!!! Wunderfuk: Right... You believe that baby.. BelleVegasGirlIs he really? Kevin laughed, knowing exactly what she was asking. Wunderfuk: Sadly for you (good for me *fingers crossed*) he is. Gay. Full out. Well not OUT out, but fully. Gay. BelleVegasGirl: *cries* break my heart why don't you!!! *sighs* Okay Kev. Call me babe. You got the number. We'll do dinner or something. Wunderfuk: Of course. Tell Andrea I say hey. BelleVegasGirl: Bye Kev. Kevin said goodbye before Julie logged out and went back to Brian who was waiting for him. Wunderfuk: Sorry about that. I'm back. Bibleboy: you won man. So what are you going to do? Wunderfuk: Tell him. Kevin sighed. Tell him. He was going to tell Nick about his feelings for him. How proud of him he was. Everything. It was going to be a long week. Bibleboy: well if you need anything you know where I am. Wunderfuk: thanks cuz. Bibleboy: one question though.... Wunderfuk: yeah?

		Kevin wiped his eyes, yawning from exhaustion, waiting for Brian's response. Bibleboy: what are you going to wear? Kevin spun around to face his closet. He hadn't even thought of that. As his mind began to race, he realized that the easy part was winning the tickets. The hardest part was still to come. Finis.