Thanks:- I would like that thank all those people that wrote to me about my story as it is so far, and to apologize for the slight spelling mistakes made to date. Hopefully this won't happen again as I now have someone reading my work in advance BTW thanks Busta. Finally I would appreciate any comments (good or bad) to: bigc79_uk@yahoo.com Thanks and hope you enjoy the story :)
Disclaimer:- This story is fiction and does not imply anything about the group NSYNC or any other person involved in full or in part. If you are under the legal age to read such material in your area please leave immediately. The author takes no responsibility for anyone's actions based upon this work of fiction.
GRAND ENCOUNTER
Chapter Three :
JC still stood dumbfounded but this time started make some movement towards his left hand pocket. By this time, the other doors in the corridor had swung open, in an eager manner to find out what was going on outside their doors. Chris, like JC, stood wide eyed and just looked down at the motionless body of Justin.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO JUSTIN?" Joey yelled mustering all sound that he could from the bottom of his belly, moving with a single fast step towards where Clive was still looking up at JC.
"Shut up I can't hear JC talk!" was all Clive said dismissively at Joey, who started to back off. Not fully but still looking down at Justin and beginning to crouch down, moving his hand to Justin's forehead. As Clive knelt next to Justin, he could see Joey's movement from the side of his vision. He snapped his head around and said, in a caring but controlling voice, to Joey that he was not to touch Justin at all!
Joey could not hold in his anger and again yelled at Clive "what the Fuck do you know!" emphasizing the 'you' in a very disparaging tone.
"Guys could you keep it down!" JC said flatly and then looked at Clive, "They want to talk to you!" he again said flatly now looking at the ground, holding out the mobile phone that he held in his left hand.
The others around Clive could only hear one side of the conversation as he began to explain the situation.
"One male aged 18, non-responsive but is breathing and does have a pulse. May have a head or neck injury and seems to have a compound fracture on the right radial, but I can't be sure yet I haven't performed a top-2-toe check yet."
"Yes that is correct level 2 training"
"Support and check. No problem, how long will you be?"
Clive then passed the phone back to JC who was by now looking at Clive with amazement as if wondering how he knew what to say. On receiving the cell phone, he gave the operator the address of their location and said that someone would meet them out back, as the front would be a no-go situation for the ambulance. He then hung up and, like the others, started to watch as Clive began what looked like he was checking and patting down Justin's body.
"What you doing?" Joey now asked but not in the aggressive fashion that he had used before but in a quieter tone and a manner that could be construed as concern.
"I have to make sure that his neck isn't injured, he landed on it fairly heavily. Then I need to see if he has any other problems like internal bleeding and or broken limbs. I'm pretty sure that he has broke his arm but am not fully sure." Clive said in an equally quite tone as not to make Justin to aware of his situation because they had always said that hearing was the last thing that you lose.
About 20 minutes later Lance re-appeared at the doors of the elevator with 2 paramedics, one female aged around 25 and an older man who was rather large and looked about 40. They both knelt next to Justin who was now conscious but dazed by what happened and still lying on the floor as Clive had ordered him to do. The lady started to ask Clive medical questions while the older gentleman placed a neck brace collar on Justin before moving over to the trolley to get what they had called a spinal board. At this point both the paramedics and Clive rolled Justin over slightly, making sure to keep a vice grip on Justin's head and supporting his back at different positions. Lance moved the spinal board under Justin slowly. 10 minutes later Justin, Lance and the two paramedics were on the way back down to the ambulance, it had been decided that it was better that only Lance should go as not to create a media circus. The others just stood in confusion over what happened in silence. But silence was broken soon enough.
"Thank you" JC said towards Clive who stood besides him. Tears could be seen in JC eyes but he remained emotionless apart from that. JC had the need to show his affection towards Clive and just wanted to throw his arms around the taller man standing besides him and hug him with all his might. But he couldn't, not when Chris and Joey were standing in front of the two of them.
"For what?" Clive asked moving his hand towards JC and also wanting to show his affection towards this lean and angular shaped man that had held his heart ever since he met him.
"Am I the only one who doesn't know what actually happened to Justin?" Joey asked looking towards Chris and then back towards the other two standing in front of him.
"Can we get out the corridor, go to your room Chris" Clive stated slowly feeling week in the knees and needing to sit down.
"Sure" was all Chris said not showing anything outwardly but just like Joey was feeling puzzled and confused over what happened and what was happening in front of his eyes between JC and Clive.
All four men made their way into Chris' room, not being as big as JC's but most definitely just as spectacular in decoration. Clive made his way to a single chair that faced into the room with another single chair opposite and in-between the two chairs was a long settee that seated at lest 4 people. JC sat at the near side of the settee to Clive whilst Joey took the other chair and Chris sat in the middle of the long reclining settee.
Joey's eyes shifted between the other three in the room, raising his head in a gesture pointing towards Clive he started by asking in a quizzical manner "What did you do to Justin? Why did you knock him out?"
"Don't jump to conclusions Joey!" JC stepped in, in a defensive manner but not changing his sitting position with his head slightly facing Clive.
"I don't think that I addressed YOU personally JC!" Joey snapped back getting more and more agitated at not knowing what had happened out in the corridor.
"Don't raise your voice to me mister!" JC said equalling the tone that Joey had used on him.
"Guys, calm down," Clive started to say before being interrupted but this time by Joey,
"What the fuck are you doing here any way?"
"I invited him, you dick head!" JC retorted using language that he hardly ever did, which surprised Chris into realisation of what was happening and now it was his turn to join into the conversation.
"Clive's right, you two children should calm down and start acting your age by giving Clive a chance to explain himself to all the questions that have been sent his way!" Chris butted in.
All the other two could do, was to look ashamed as they had been put in their place by the oldest and at this point seemingly the most mature of the group.
"Now Clive. In your own time" Chris said directing his statement to Clive directly before looking at the other two to make sure that they wouldn't jump in before he finished his statement.
"I don't know what to say, firstly Joey" Clive said calmly and now looking at Joey to see his reaction first hand, "JC did invite me. He came around today to pick up his mobile phone which he left in my club. We talked a bit and..." Clive thought whether to tell the others that he and JC had sung but then decided not to mention that, "and then Josh invited me over here to meet you guys again. I didn't think I would cause such a problem." Looking back at JC, Clive started to explain the second question of about what he had actually done to Justin, "As for the thing in the hall, well frankly I don't know what got into Justin. JC and myself were walking down the hall when he came out of... I guess his room... and," Clive sighed before continuing with the explanation, "When he saw JC and me in the hall he high tailed it out of there but was met with the door. He hit his head, twice, and landed on his arm... I don't know what else to say". As Clive finished he looked from JC to Chris to Joey, who by this time was looking at the floor and wasn't holding the same posture as he had when challenging Clive and JC, but this time was in a very submissive state, all limp and shoulders hanging low. He raised his head slowly to see Clive looking at him, not angrily in fact it was more out of sympathy because he could tell that Joey was both upset about his reaction but a large amount of shame came into play at this point.
"I guess if what you say is true then somebody owes both you and JC an apology." Chris said, looking over to Joey again taking on the leadership role which he was new to.
At that Joey lifted his head again and firstly looked at JC but not in the face but at his mid-section and stated in an almost inaudible level that he was sorry for the things he had said and that JC was right about him jumping to conclusions. He then re-adjusted his sitting position becoming a little more confident with himself and faced Clive but unlike with JC looked him in the face and began his second apology.
Being the spontaneous guy he is, Chris jumps up and suddenly announced in a jubilant voice, "Now guys I think it's a Group hug time!" happy with the end of the conflicts in the room, and happy that he could again shed the leadership role, which he didn't think he was to well suited to.
Clive looked on as all three grown men rose to there feet and moved towards each other, but there was no hug instead Joey turned to Clive and moved his arm out and waved him into the circle. Taking the hint Clive hesitantly stood and moved towards JC, Chris and Joey. 'The sight would have been amusing', Clive thought to himself to see four grown men showing such affection towards each other, but thinking that he didn't mind JC's arm being around him, and only wished he could let JC know his true feeling towards him BUT JC couldn't be gay! Could he?
After the group hug JC invited Clive back to his room to talk further, Clive tried to not to reply too quickly but felt that now was the time to explain to JC his true feelings. 'After all it is better to find out he doesn't like you and won't talk to you anymore than to wait until you are close friends', Clive thought silently to himself.
Clive and JC left Chris' room and walked down the hallway in silence before entering JC's room,
"Josh, I need to tell you something before I stay... I mean if I stay..." Clive started to rub his hands nervously together as he tried to form the words he had been longing to say.
"You only just got here! Well sort of" JC said, worried that he would lose Clive, then belatedly realized that he never had him in the first place.
"It's just, that the only reason that I know all your songs is because I have been an avid fan for ages. But that's not the only reason... I have been dying to tell you since I met you but didn't know if you would accept me as...well, as a friend if I did"
"What ever you have to say can't be so bad, that I wouldn't want to be your friend," after a slight pause JC continued now looking deep into Clive's eyes, "so stop hesitating and just spit it out"
"JC... well" Clive looked at him nervously then braved myself and said,
"It's that I'm bisexual... moving more on the side towards gay I think, but don't know"
"Well I would never have guessed!" he said with a slight grin as he raised he eyebrow, in a gesture that talked for itself.
"You mean you knew already." Clive looked at JC in surprise.
"Duh! your touch was too kind, you voice too caring and you smile too... sexy!" JC said the last word in a teasing manner still with a coy grin on his face.
"Say what!"
"Well as we're coming out I might as well tell you, I am also gay! But don't tell the others, they don't know... yet... I feel like a traitor and don't want them to hate me just because they think that at any chance I will pounce on them. You understand don't you?"
"What? That your not embarrassed about being gay, just that you love them to much to hurt them?" Clive ask in a knowing and kind tone.
"Yeah, I guess..."
"I've been there but in the end telling my sis was the best thing that happened."
JC moved towards Clive slowly and embarrassed him in another hug but this time without the others. This wasn't like the one from earlier it was thrilling and neither men were complaining about holding each other in a warm comfortable environment.
"Josh, I, well I like you, and the others a lot." As Clive finished opening up he heart towards JC he felt like he was the only thing lighting up the room and out of embarrassment he lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, awaiting the sure rejection.
"That's good because I like you too" JC said moving in closer and tilting his head to the side meeting Clive's lips gently. The touching of their lips sent shivers down both JC and Clive's backs causing them to shudder. Clive who's eyes had been closed though the experience opened and he looked into JC deep blue eyes and smiled before moving in again for another moment of pure pleasure.
Clive moved his hands behind JC and started to lift up his shirt from his pants before moving his hands under the shirt and seductively rubbing JC back.
"Uuh... god that feels so good. Don't stop" JC said before moving in for another kiss but this time parting his mouth slightly and moving his tongue up against the partly open lips that held the tangy nectar that he craved. Clive's lips parted upon feeling JC's tongue darting at their entrance and soon their tongues were in a mating dance moving from side to side, all that could be heard were muffled moans of pleasure from both JC and Clive. As Clive's hands roamed over JC's masculine back JC just returned the embrace and moved his hands up behind Clive and started to cup behind his head pulling him in further and deeper into passion.
"I never knew it could be like that" Clive said with a small tear forming
"Don't cry babe... it makes me..."
"What did you call me?" Clive interrupted JC's words.
JC turned away in shyness and with uncertainty quietly said, "um...Babe?"
"God I love it when you call me that Joshua Chasez, and these tears are for you, to show I love you."
JC moved away from Clive and started to move across the room. [Both of them were still standing in the entrance of the room] but seeing JC moving away made Clive think that he had said the wrong thing and this time it was his turn to feel shy and uncertain. Using the same tone that JC had used, "Josh, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."
JC turned around and placed a finger up to his lips to signal to Clive to hush and then outstretched both arms in an open gesture indicating to Clive to come to him. Moving in towards JC, Clive felt instantly at ease as he saw where JC had lead him. Standing outside the bedroom JC took Clive by the hand and led him in the large room before closing both doors behind them.
Back in the hospital Justin was seated on a hard steel hospital bed with his legs daggling over the edge. The staff had checked him out and removed the neck brace after finding that all was fine, but he did look a site along with his right arm plastered up the elbow. Lance paced up and down the room before stopping in front of Justin, tilting his head he just looking quizzically at him.
"Lance, I feel like such an idiot" Justin said looking over at the slightly older boy in front of him.
"You're gonna to tell me what happened to you out in the hallway?" Lance said looking down at Justin with concerned eyes.
"Nothing happened I... I just freaked out that's all."
"Come on Just, you don't just knock yourself out and crack your arm over nothing"
"I was just surprised to see JC and him in the hallway that's all" Justin said lying and knowing that Lance would read him like a book, so he just looked down at the ground and blocked out the sounds that he knew Lance would make. The sounds of nagging.
"Just! JUSTING... JUSTIN" Lance shouted at Justin, who eventually made his presence known by acknowledging his band mate.
"What!" he replied in a strained voice...
"Justin you like him..."
"Clive" Justin shot at Lance with a look, a look of fright and concern that he would hate him. They hadn't been best of friends but he still respected Lance for his intelligence and morals.
"I meant JC, but I never thought..."
"Oh shit!...I mean, no I don't mean that I mean..." Justin let out a groan, "Please Lance please don't tell anyone. I don't...I'm scared..." Justin began to break-down with his head in his hands...
"Just man, come on, I still love ya as a brother, you don't have to be afraid of me. Look up at me!" Still with no sign of response Lance stepped over to Lance and placed his hand on Justin's back and rubbed out all the pain and fright that it held within.
"Thanks man..." Justin said now looking up at Lance with a slight smile.
"Lets get out of here, you don't need to worry about me telling the others, I won't say anything... "
"Lance, if or when I tell the others, will you stay with me? I think they will be alright with it but to be honest I am worried about telling JC, we've been so close that I'd hate for him to ignore me."
"Let's deal with that bridge when we come to it. Come on Curly the others will be wondering where we're at".
Back in the hotel Chris and Joey had spent the afternoon playing cards with each other awaiting the return of Justin, whilst Clive and JC had been experiencing what true love felt like... Clive and JC stepped out of JC's room looking around nervously to see if others were around JC turned to Clive and kissed in fully on the lips one more time before backing off and looking at Clive with puppy dog eyes, "Are you sure you have to go? Couldn't you stay the night and we could just..."
"I think we just did" Clive said laughing out loud but not loud enough to bring attention from Joey and Chris who were behind a solid door all the way down the corridor.
At that point the elevator at the far end of the corridor opened up and out came Lance and Justin, who's arm was fixed solidly with a plaster cast. Neither of them noticed the other pair at first but then all four looked up at each other, with a switching of stares between their respective partners (in Justin's case his confiding in Lance) a silent conversation began as if pleading for the other not to tell. This went on for a few seconds before JC ran over to Justin and pulled him into hug. Clive stepped up behind JC and as he was about to speak, Justin pushed in ahead of him,
"I just want to say Thank you for the concern you showed me earlier..." Justin began before being interrupted this time by Clive.
"What are you doing out of the hospital?" Clive said with a surprised tone," shouldn't they keep you in overnight?"
"Lance and I convinced them that me staying there wasn't in the best interest of the hospital since the publicity would stop the hospital functioning properly... and... I hate your 'Brit' hospitals, there so... I don't know sterile!"
The four of them made their way over to Chris' room where Chris and Joey were apparently still at. and behind the wooden door [which didn't appear quite as sound proof as either JC or Clive had thought] they could hear Chris getting into a heated argument on the phone.
As the four of them opened the single oak door and stepped in to the room they could hear Chris now shouting loader and louder into phone in the other room, then there was silence. He stepped into the room to see the others and without even acknowledging Justin's return blurter out, "half the fucking musicians were turned away at customs... management don't think they will be able to get them here in time for the concert next week"
"Excellent..." JC exclaimed to everybody's surprise...
TBC
Still more to come. It won't be out for a week or so, that is unless I get a few requests for the next part to come out sooner. WHO KNOWS! :)
Again thanks Busta!
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