Nick walked down the hall of the studio where he was recording a solo album. He looked up and saw Brizee Hardin coming out of a room. He never met her but has been a fan of hers since she had won a record deal on the show, American Idol. She looked up and saw him.

        “You are Nick Carter of the Backstreet Boys, aren’t you,” Brizee said.

        “Yes, I am, and you are Brizee Hardin, Country’s newest superstar and winner of American Idol Season 4, I have been a fan since I saw the show, you are an awesome singer,” Nick said. Brizee smiled.

        “So are you, so are you here with the guys recording a new album?” Brizee said.

        “No, I’m recording my second solo album, while on break from the group, I’m recording when I’m not doing anything with the guys,” Nick said.

        “Cool, you guys are my favorite group and I did buy your first solo album and the songs were awesome, my favorite one was Heart Without A Home,” Brizee said.

        “My favorite song of yours is Cowboy Casanova,” Nick said. Brizee smiled.

        “I like singing that song, too, my new album is going to be awesome,” Brizee said.

        “Are you done for the day?” Nick asked.

        “Yes, you?” Brizee asked.

        “Yup, let’s grab a bite to eat,” Nick said. Brizee nodded and they went out to eat.

Two months later, they were a couple and became the hottest couple on the music scene. Brian, Howie, and AJ met her and they all instantly became friends as did Brizee, Rochelle, Leighanne, and Leigh. They were at Nick’s house for a barbecue. Brizee got a text.

        “Hey, they are showing my brand new video in a few minutes,” Brizee said. They went inside and gathered around the TV. Brizee turned it to the country music channel.

        “Here is Brizee Hardin’s brand new video, Blown Away,” the announcer said. They watched the video.

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Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Her daddy was a mean old mister
Mama was an angel in the ground
The weather man called for a twister
She prayed blow it down

There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There’s not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past

[Chorus:]
Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'til there’s nothing left standing,
Nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away

She heard those sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch
She locked herself in the cellar
Listened to the screaming of the wind
Some people called it taking shelter
She called it sweet revenge

[Chorus:]
Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'til there’s nothing left standing,
Nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away

There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There’s not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past

Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away (blown away)
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away (blown away)
'til there’s nothing left standing,
Nothing left of yesterday (blown away)
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,

Blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away

(Song: Blown Away By Carrie Underwood)

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She turned the TV off and got up and went out back. They all looked at each other. Nick went out and sat down beside her.

        “What’s wrong,” Nick said.

        “That was a true story, Nick, the video, what happened in it, it’s all true, I let my father die in a tornado, I didn’t do anything to get him to the cellar, I just left him passed out and went and took shelter and when it was over, the house was destroyed and my father was dead,” Brizee said.

        “And your mother is gone, too?” Nick asked.

        “Car accident about three years before that tornado,” Brizee said. Nick took her hand in his.

        “I’m sorry,” Nick said.

        “Am I a bad person?” Brizee asked.

        “No, you did try to wake him, right,” Nick said.

        “Yeah,” Brizee said.

        “You tried to wake him but you couldn’t get him to, and you couldn’t do anything but take shelter because if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be here today,” Nick said.

        “But it is still my fault, I went and took shelter and left my dad on the couch, in bad weather,” Brizee said.