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*Backstage at an American Idol Reunion Concert for Hurricane Disaster Relief*

Kelly watched intently from the wings. Carrie was singing “Lean on Me” on the stage along with the other idols from her season.

She had an overwhelming urge to avert her eyes when she noticed Carrie put her head on Anthony’s shoulder as they sang the touching song. She glanced back at them begrudgingly catching Anthony rub up and down Carrie’s smooth back, left bare by the opening in the back of her dress.

Tonight was supposed to be a beautiful thing. It was going to take special circumstances for her to ever appear on Idol again, but Kelly wasn’t going to turn down the offer for this show if it meant more money would be raised for the relief effort.

Still, she had a thousand reasons not to attend. The highest number on that list had to be that Carrie would be there. She and Kelly hadn’t spoken since that fateful day a month ago.

It wasn’t until they’d officially gone to sleep at around 9 and Kelly woken up freshly rested and suddenly slapped in the face with reality when her cell phone rang. She reached over a carelessly covered up Carrie Underwood sprawled out on her bed with her chest only half covered by the tangled mess of sheets to answer the phone. It was her assistant remind her that she had a phone interview with a radio station in Seattle in 5 minutes.

Kelly snapped the phone shut. Carrie was now gazing up at her with smiling eyes. Carrie kissed Kelly’s forearm.

“Hi” Carrie said quickly.

She reached under the sheet, wiggling her eyebrows as she revealed the pair of red underwear she had put on after their shower but of course had been removed sometime in the midmorning. Kelly’s affinity for going commando hadn’t quite rubbed off on her, although she did find it admirable…and sexy as hell.

She whipped her legs around off the bed as Kelly reared backward watching the back of Carrie’s naked form. She stood and pulled the panties up swiftly, and opened the drawer near the bed to grab a t-shirt. Carrie pulled it on lazily as she walked towards the bathroom. After she’d stretched the tight material over her generous curves, she motioned that she was going to brush her teeth.

Kelly’s phone rang and she began her interview with two rather prying DJs. They immediately asked about her private life. After the night Kelly had, she kept answering “No comment.” In return, they continued to needle her, rambling off a list of random male celebrities until they brought up one of her more recent quotes.

“Well, yeah, Shakira turns me on, she’s Shakira!” Kelly nearly yelled just as Carrie came out of the bathroom.

Carrie raised her eyebrows.

Kelly waved the comment away nonchalantly as if to motion that it meant nothing.

Carrie grabbed her jeans off a nearby chair and slid them on. In a moment of improvisation, once she’d gotten them up her hips she began to shake them from side to side. She turned around and shook her ass Shakira style until the material fell off of her hips.

Both Carrie and Kelly began a laughing fit.

The DJs assuming she was laughing with them at the Shakira comment, let Kelly off the hook.

Kelly repeated what they’d said, “Right…I did say that. I don’t swing that way.” Her face got serious.

Carrie noticed and hers instantly did the same.

After a minute or two, Kelly was able to end the conversation. She noticed Carrie was looking frantically around the room.

“What are you looking for?” Kelly asked.

Carrie stopped and looked at Kelly stone-faced. “My purse.” She said and went back to frantically rummaging around the room.

Kelly got out of bed. “Hang on a second. I’ll help you look. Why are you freaking out?”

“Put some clothes on would you?” Carrie said handing Kelly the robe she’d just picked up off of the floor.

”I will when you tell me why you’re acting like this!” Kelly replied getting angrier by the second.

She noticed the tears spring to Carrie’s eyes and softened. She took the robe, pulling it on as she moved closer to Carrie.

“Talk to me.” She pleaded.

“You don’t swing that way. You don’t love me. What the hell was last night…and this morning all about then? Was this some sort of game to you? An experiment?”

“What are you talking about?” Kelly asked confused.

“I told you I loved you last night and you didn’t say a thing. In fact, my little declaration pretty much ended our romp in case you forgot.”

“We just met!” Kelly screamed.

“Look, what we shared last night, it wasn’t normal. What happened was special. We connected. I’ve never felt that close to anyone in my life. Don’t you think that’s love?”

Kelly paused and looked down. “I don’t…I don’t know.” She answered quietly.

Carrie was dumbfounded. She spotted her purse sticking out from under the bed and picked it up.

“Well, why don’t you call me when you do know.” She said pointedly.
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