I'm not nervous at all. Not one bit. Ok, you got me. I am absolutely shitting myself about meeting them. I know I've met them before, but that was different. It was only like a two second conversation. 'Hey, how are you?' 'I'm fine.' Nothing like it was going to be now. A whole evening with them. Alone. In a small enclosed space. I'm not exactly good in small enclosed spaces at the best of times. That's when I don't have five incredibly good-looking and talented blokes with me. Not that we care much about the talent. Oh, god! What if they don't like me? What if they don't remember me? I wish I hadn't entered that competition now. I'd have been perfectly happy watching them perform without meeting them after. I think I'm gonna be....

" , honey, you'll be fine. They're really nice, they don't bite, I promise you." "I still don't understand why you couldn't come with me." "I'm working! Look, do you want me to call them and tell them you're not feeling well?" "NO! I mean no, I'm fine. I'll be fine. Just give me another..." I didn't finish my sentence as I threw up again. I hated being nervous about stuff. It made me feel really queasy. "I've put your outfit on your bed, it's all sorted. The car's coming to pick you up at 8, make sure you're ready. I'll call you later on to see how you're getting on. And , don't be nervous. It's only Son of Dork. No biggie." Yeah sure. No biggie if you have guts of steel. They're gorgeous!

I picked myself up off the floor and walked into my room, my jaw dropping when I saw the outfit she'd taken out for me. No way was I wearing that to meet them. They'd think I was some kind of slut. The skirt was the shortest thing you could imagine. Probably covered less than a belt would. As for the top. Well, it was so low cut, it was doing an absolutely rubbish job of keeping my belly button covered, let alone my boobs. I rummaged through my wardrobe, finding another top to go underneath that would protect at least some of my modesty and pulling out my favourite pair of jeans. I was sure she'd kill me when I got back, but I felt much more comfortable looking in the mirror now.

As I stepped out of the car, I was struck by the amount of fans that had turned up. It was amazing, the whole square was covered. Some looked no older than 12. I self consciously tugged at my top, trying hard to pull it up without making it too obvious. I'd heard stories about the boys, and I wasn't planning on testing them. "Miss ?" "Yeah, that's me." "Come this way please." I was lead through the screaming crowds into the building. "Guys, you have company. Stop messing around and be nice to the girl." "Sure. Hi! Have we met before?" "Er, yeah, I was at the signing and at the album launch." "Oh yeah. I remember you. The girl with the freaky friend." "Yeah, sounds like her alright. I'm ." " . The two dumbarses you see playing computer games are and . Don't worry about them. They'll come and join us when gets the crap beaten out of him by , who is the pro. Nobody beats him. The dumb one in the corner is and the loser who's nowhere to be seen is ." Nice way to introduce your friends I guess.

"Oh, hey, I didn't realise we had company. Oi, you two, show some respect and dump that stupid game will you?" "Yeah, hang on! I'm this close to beating him. ! That wasn't fair!" " ! Over here. Don't keep the chick waiting." "Chick?! Well why didn't you say?" I shook my head as they all sprawled out on the chairs and sofa's, leaving just one free space next to . I sat down, my nerves from earlier almost completely forgotten. and were carrying on their little argument about who had won, while and were asking me about my life, college, jobs, boyfriends and stuff. " ! Stop perving over the poor girl would you? Honestly, I don't know what to do with you." "Aww, but guys, she's hot!" "Thanks. I think." So evidently the rumours were true. These guys had more than a bit of trouble keeping their feelings in. Mind you, five young boys, millions of slutty fans throwing themselves at them. It must have been every guys dream, and these five were living it.

"You know, I was half expecting the competition winner to be some shallow tart that's got more make up on than she does clothes. I'm glad it's not." "Well, it would have been if I hadn't seen sense and changed the outfit my best friend had prepared for me." "So, are you looking forward to the show? We've got a few covers thrown in there, just for some of the 'more sophisticated' fans." "Yeah, I saw. Teenage kicks is one of my favourite songs." "We'll have to dedicate it to you then." Wow! A whole song dedicated to me. This isn't real. I'm going to wake up in my room, and find out that this has all been a dream.

Teenage dreams so hard to beat
Everytime she walks down the street
Another girl in the neighbourhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good
I wanna hold ya, wanna hold ya tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night come on

Im gonna call her on the telephone
And have her over cos i’m all alone
I need excitement and I need it bad
coz its the best, I've ever had
I wanna hold her, wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night ohhh

Are teenage dreams too hard to beat
Everytime she walks down the street
Another girl in the neighbourhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good
I wanna hold ya, wanna hold ya tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night come on.....

Im gonna call her on the telephone
And have her over cos i’m all alone
I need excitement and I need it bad
and its the best, I’ve ever had
I wanna hold ya, wanna hold ya tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night
I wanna hold ya, wanna hold ya tight,
Get teenage kicks right through the night, alright

The screams were deafening and I was probably cheering louder than anyone else. I don't know if it was just wishful thinking, but I was certain that kept winking at me during that performance. I looked down at my watch as I walked over to the bar to order a drink. The show had ended after that song and most of the fans had gone home. There were still a few hanging round, hoping to see the guys. "Are you busy now?" I jumped and turned around, breathing a sigh of relief when I saw standing there. "No, I've still got a few hours before I have to go home." "Cool. I was wondering if you fancied hanging out with us while we pack up and stuff." "Yeah, that would be cool." "Let's go." He grabbed my hand and dragged me away in the opposite direction to where the other four were clearing away. "Where are we going? The guys are over there." I vaguely pointed behind us somewhere. "They can sort that out. I wanted some time alone." "Oh." Now might not be the best time to tell him that I get really nervous around guys I like. And I like him. A lot! Oh God, he's going to kiss me! What do I do?

I did the only thing I could do right then. I let him kiss me and I kissed him back. As he kissed my neck, I wrapped my arms around his. "You know, I don't usually do this kind of thing with a guy I've just met." "Neither do I." After a few seconds, he realised what he'd just said and corrected himself. "With girls, I mean." "Yeah, I figured." Within minutes, I'd lifted both my legs off the ground, wrapping them around his waist, and he supported my bum as he pushed into me. I half gasped, half winced as his entire length entered me. He gently kissed me, stopping for a few seconds to give me time to recover before pulling out and driving back into me again. I was nervous as hell. What if one of the other guys found us right now? "Relax, they don't know where to find us." "What?" "You're worried about them seeing us, aren't you?" "A bit." "Well don't. They know to keep away." My entire body was being shaken every time he thrust into me. "Oh god . Faster!" I was completely past the pain in my back as I was crushed against the wall and moaned as I felt myself getting closer. "Oi, , a little help over here mate!" "Yeah, in a minute."

Several minutes later, I was straightening my top, while he pulled his flies up. "Well, that's certainly a new experience." "I can't believe how close we came to being caught." "I told you, they won't bother us, but if you feel like you want to experience that without worrying about getting caught, meet me outside in half an hour. They won't get into my hotel room." "You're on. I'll see you later." I jumped slightly as he rested his hand on my bum, giving it a slight squeeze. I swatted it away quickly as we approached the other boys. "I've had a wicked time today, thank you all for being so nice to me." "No problem babe. Hopefully, we'll be seeing you around." "You probably will. Anyway, I'd better go, my friend will be getting worried." As I walked away, I could hear them all talking about me. "What the hell happened with you two. You were gone for ages." "Nothing. I’m not the kind of guy who will kiss and tell." "You lucky bastard. She is hot!" "Yeah, she's the perfect fan. Can I leave you guys to do the rest, I've got something I need to sort out." I was greeted with a kiss as we walked away from the waiting press hand in hand, at the start of what was going to be a perfect relationship.