Author's Note: Hello everyone! I hope that you like this. Please send me feedback. I got a new mattress so I should be getting more Zzzz's. That means I'll be more awake when I write. I have up to part 7 done. I should have had this all done before sending it in but oh well. I wasn't thinking when I sent it in. Once again, send me feedback!!
(Note to the guy that wanted to be Lance's boyfriend, e-mail me. I need to tell you something.)
Disclaimer: NSync is not gay. This is not real. If you are under 18 or offended by homosexual material, get out.
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Chapter 5 *
Justin walked into his house. He made his way up the stairs to his room. He threw himself down on the bed. He was exhausted. He hadn't slept in so long and when he did sleep it was only for a few hours. He just wanted to close his eyes and sleep forever.
A knock came at his door. "Justin," JC's voice called through the door.
Justin sat up in bed and groaned. 'So much for sleep.' "Come in." he yelled.
The door opened and JC stepped into the room. He locked the door behind him. "Hey Just," he said.
"What do you want?" Justin asked grumpily.
"I want to stay with you tonight. We don't have to do anything. I just wanna feel you in my arms." JC said.
"Fine," Justin said and pulled back the blankets on his bed. He stripped off his clothes, leaving only his dark blue silk boxers.
JC did the same and laid next to Justin. He wrapped his arms around Justin and kissed him gently on the lips.
"Josh, I need to ask you something and I need you to tell me the truth." Justin said as he looked into JC's eyes.
"What is it?" JC wondered.
"Josh, do you love me?" Justin asked.
"Um, I." JC stuttered. He averted his eyes. He couldn't do this. He couldn't lie to Justin. He just couldn't do that. He knew he was hurting Justin but he would hurt him even more by lying to him. "Let's just go to bed, alright?" JC asked, changing the subject to save his ass.
Justin sighed. 'At least I know the answer now. Well, if he doesn't love me then he won't really care if I fool around with Lance.' He closed his eyes and snuggled up to JC. JC was beginning to feel bad about not loving Justin but he didn't and there was nothing he could do about it. He finally had the one thing he had wanted for so long but he meant nothing to him.
"Isn't there anything good on?" Lance asked himself as he sat on the couch, channel surfing. He finally just shut off the TV and got up. "I wonder if Justin wants to go swimming or something?" he thought out loud as he grabbed the portable phone off the floor. He dialed Justin's number.
"Hello?" came a grumpy voice.
"Hey Just. Sorry for waking you." Lance apologized.
"It's alright man. So what did you need?" Justin asked.
Lance thought for a moment. "Do you wanna do something later? Like a movie or dinner or something?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure. You hungry now?" Justin asked feeling a sharp pain in his stomach.
"Yeah, I'm starved." Lance replied.
"Well, you wanna go somewhere and get something to eat?" Justin asked.
"Yeah, sure." Lance replied, trying to hide his excitement. "Where do you wanna go?"
"I dunno. How 'bout I come over there and we can decide where we want to go?" Justin suggested.
"Yeah, that sounds good. I'm gonna take a quick shower. I'll leave the door unlocked for you." Lance said.
"Kay, bye Lance. Don't worry. I'm not bringing JC along." Justin hung up the phone.
Lance sighed. He unlocked his door and walked into the bathroom. He quickly undressed and stepped into the shower. He stuck his head under the stream, soaking his hair. He grabbed the shampoo and massaged it through his hair. He quickly rinsed it out. He felt a pair of hands on his ass and spun around. He opened his eyes and came face to face with Justin. He wrapped his arms around Justin's back and leaned up against him. "You're so hott." Lance whispered hoarsely. He could barely breathe, he was so nervous.
"You're hotter." Justin said and pressed his lips against Lance's. He licked Lance's lips, trying to slip his tongue into the older boy's mouth.
Lance opened his mouth, allowing Justin's tongue to slip inside. He massaged Justin's tongue with his own. He pulled back and stared into Justin's eyes.
"How can something that feels so right, be so wrong?" Justin thought.
Lance smiled and held Justin tighter. "Come on Just. You should leave. JC already hates me. I don't want him to hate you, too," he said, urging Justin to get out of the shower before anything happened. He didn't want Justin to leave but he knew there would be consequences that he nor Justin, wished to face..
Justin sighed and stepped out of the shower. "Fine. I'll be downstairs. Come get me when you're ready to go." Justin said and left the room, gathering his clothes as he went.
Lance quickly finished his shower and changed clothes. He walked down the stairs into the den. He found Justin curled up in a little ball on the couch. He knelt down in front of Justin and placed his hand on Justin's shoulder. "Just, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," Justin said, refusing to look up at Lance.
Lance could tell Justin was crying. He felt terrible. "Justin, what's wrong? Please tell me what I did to make you cry." Lance pleaded softly. He gasped as he saw Justin's tear streaked face. He quickly wrapped his arms around the younger boy, pulling him into a tight embrace.
"You didn't do anything. It's me. All me." Justin said, his voice cracking. "I told Josh I loved him. I asked him if he loved me and he wouldn't say anything. He just looked away from me and told me to go to sleep."
"Listen Just. It's only been a few days. Give him time." Lance said softly as if talking to a little kid.
"Lance, I'm so confused. I like you a lot. When I'm with you, everything is perfect. I'm always worried when I'm with Josh. I keep thinking about how I look. I'm so nervous around him but I love him so much. Lance, I've never loved anyone as much as I love him." Justin said. He attempted to stop his tears but he only cried harder, causing his body to shake with the powerful sobs.
Lance held Justin tighter in his arms and rocked him back and forth. He ran his fingers through Justin's hair. "Justin, everything will be alright."
"No, it won't!" Justin yelled, jerking away from Lance. "Everything will not be alright! JC will never love me!"
"Justin, give him time. He has to be sure that he loves you before he'll say anything. He doesn't want to say it and then have to take it back if he finds out he was wrong." Lance said, rubbing Justin's back. "JC has never really been in love with anyone. He may not even know what to look for. Just give him time."
"Thanks Lance" Justin said quietly. He wiped his tears from his eyes with the back of his hands. His stomach growled.
"Yeah, that said it. I'm starving!" Lance laughed.
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