Hi, sorry I haven't posted sooner. I wanted to, but havn't had the change. I hope to get some feedback on this, I figure I'd get more the more I post cuz I know the last section was short. I hope you like it. Thanks, ~Sue
** This story doesn't imply the sexuality of any members of *NSYNC as it is purly fiction. If it is illigal for you to read this for any reason, please leave. **
Chapter 2
"It hurts and I can't get comfortable!" JC whined from his bed.
"You must have hurt it more than we thought."
"Yeah, and this bed is so damn hard, I can't get comfortable!" he complained as he shifted in the bed.
"Come on." Lance said as he helped JC out of bed. "You can stay in my bed tonight, it's much softer." JC smiled as he put his arm around Lance and went with him. Leaning up against Lance, JC sniffed his sweet, musky smell and sighed. Lance set JC up on his bed, fluffed the pillows and tucked him in.
"You want something to eat?" Lance asked.
'Yeah, you' JC thought, yelling at himself for even thinking that. "Sure, got any pizza?"
"Yeah I think so, I'll be right back." Lance walked away and they both smiled.
"I'm so happy Stacy had to go to Europe." JC thought, "I'd much rather be here right now, with Lance." Stacy, JC's girlfriend of 5 months works as a tour manager for Jack De Feo, a artist on Lance's Independent Project, Free Lance Entertainment Group Inc., that's how they met. Stacy was a nice girl and all, JC liked her, but he knew they weren't meant to be together. He was with her to try to hide his feelings for Lance. He knew he loved him, but he never imagined Lance could return that undying love.
"Pizza boy is here!" Lance said sillily as he walked though his bedroom door.
"Good, I'm hungry!" said JC rubbing his stomach. Lance handed JC the pizza and sat on the bed next to him.
"Do I get a tip?" Lance asked.
"Sure," JC said between bites, "next time... I want pepperoni."
"That's gonna cost extra!" Lance said jokingly. They both laughed. After they ate Lance grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels on the TV "So, how's the leg slick?" He asked.
"Better, my little Scoopy takes good care of me." replied JC, smiling at Lance. Lance chuckled softly and smiled back.
"Good, so ya think you'll be up to doing something tomorrow?"
"What ya got in mind?"
"I dunno... we'll see how your doin, you should take it easy though, it's pretty bad lookin, hopefully you'll be able to walk better, not all limpin around"
"Yeah, I better, it's just a bruise and a bit sore, it'll be ok. Thanks for taking care of me bud."
"Anytime JC, anytime."
Yawning, JC said "I think it's time for bed."
"Yeah, get some sleep, get that leg better, I'll go sleep in your room."
"No wait! Can you stay here... in case I need something or anything like that? ... If you wanna anyway..." JC said, slightly regretting how desperate he sounded.
"Of course I'll stay, you want me to I will, It's a good point anyway, you don't need to be getting up in the middle of the night hurting yourself anymore. I'll sleep on the floor."
"You can sleep in the bed with me if ya want, it's a big bed, and it's yours anyway, you don't need to sleep on the floor."
"Yeah, but I don't want to accidentally hit your leg in the night."
"Oh yeah, good point, I didn't of that..."
Lance got off the bed and grabbed a pillow and blanket out of his closet and laid them on the floor. He pulled off his shirt and took off his pants and laid down on the floor. After saying goodnight to JC, he began to think. Him and JC had been friends for a long time now, they've been through a lot together. They knew they'd be friends forever... but lately, Lance seemed to notice JC acting different than usual. He'd been feeling different too, he just didn't know how. He knew he'd figure out what was going on soon and fell asleep thinking of nothing.
JC lay in bed slightly on his side watching Lance sleep. He looked so handsome. JC watched him for a long time, just watched his chest rise and fall. JC felt a silent tear fall down his cheek as he whispered, "I Love you Lance." He fell asleep wishing he could fall asleep with him every night for the rest of his life.
Chapter 3
JC woke up to the smell of breakfast being made downstairs. He got out of bed, his leg feeling a lot better. He went to the bathroom and then headed downstairs. He got to the kitchen and noticed Lance hadn't noticed he was there yet. He stood there watching him for a few minutes before going over to see what he was making.
"What's cookin Chef Bass? Lemme guess, French Toast?"
"How could you ever have guessed? Lance replied sarcastically.
"Hmmm... I wonder! Is it almost done?"
"Yep, sit down, it'll be done in a sec. They sat at the table and ate breakfast, talkin a little about the other guys. "I'm kinda hoping we don't see any of the other guys this month, I just want some time away ya know?" said Lance, "and besides, we can keep each other company, with Stacy being in Europe and me being all alone..."
After a silence JC looked down and started fiddling with his hands and said, "I think I'm gonna break up with Stace..."
Lance looked confused, "Why? I though you were doin good? What's wrong?"
"It's just that I don't love her... I just wanna be with the one I'm supposed to be with, and it's not her." JC said sadly.
"I know exactly what you mean," Lance said, slightly smiling at JC, "I just want to be with someone that I'm perfect with, I just want someone to fall asleep with every night and wake up with every morning and be with forever and just be happy, not have to worry about the stupid things... we'll find the right people.. someday, I hope so... "
"But what if I found that someone?" JC thought.
That day they just hung around the house, went grocery shopping and swam in Lance's pool, and played some basketball.
"You cheater!" Lance yelled, leaning over, his hands on his knees, breathing hard.
"I am not!" JC smiled.
"You are too! You always cheat when you play basketball!"
"I do not cheat, it's not my fault you suck at basketball! JC teased.
"Hey, basketball is a hard thing to do!" Lance defended, wiping sweat off his forehead.
"Yeah, well I don't cheat!" JC dribbled the ball and threw it in the direction of the hoop, missing it by far.
Lance laughed at him, "Nice shot there, you should go pro." JC gave him an evil look. "No you don't cheat, and you didn't cheat at the MTV Rock N Jock either!"
"What?! Me cheat? Never!"
"Oh no never, you just started a fight! It was pretty cool though." Lance said laughing.
"Hey man, we won didn't we?" JC said proudly.
"Yeah, cuz we had two pro's and Justin out there, but then when we played fair we got our asses kicked."
"Hey at least we got to the second game."
"And you sound like it was all because of you."
"It was!"
"Oh yeah? and how do you get that?"
"I don't know! You supposed to play along with me here though!"
"Yeah sure whatever JC!" Lance said smiling at him.
"Yeah, well I still didn't cheat... well maybe I did, but I still win!"
"You do not win, you cheated!"
"Whatcha gonna do, fight about it?" JC propositioned holding up his fists joking around.
"Yeah come on, I'll beat you up so bad you won't even recognize yourself!"
JC was really laughing at Lance now, "You, beat me up?! HA!"
"Oh yeah? I bet I can get you on the ground without you even having a chance."
"Yeah, go ahead and try it."
"Ok then, you asked for it." Lance said smiling evilly.
The next thing JC knew he was on the ground with Lance on top of him... tickling him. "Hey man that's not fair!" JC said between laughing.
"Sure it is! I told you I'd get you down didn't I, and look where you are!" Lance teased, he had stopped tickling him and was sitting on his chest now. "Want me to get up? huh? want me to get up?
"Yeah, I'll get you up." JC quickly got Lance off guard and slipped out from under him, grabbed Lance by the waist and carried him over to the pool and threw him in, clothes and all. JC stood there cracking up and when Lance surfaced and spit water out of his mouth and looked at him like he wanted to kill him. JC only laughed even more.
"Yeah you think that's funny huh?" Lance asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yup!" JC said beaming.
"Ugh, help be out?"
"No way, I'm not fallin for that one!"
"Well at least go get me a towel?"
"Sure, be right back." JC went to the pool house and grabbed Lance a towel. When he came back outside and didn't see Lance anywhere. All of a sudden Lance came out from behind him and shoved him into the pool, this time, it was Lance laughing.
"Ha! You fell for that one!" Lance said when JC surfaced."
"I'm gonna get you you little..." JC got out of the pool and started chasing after Lance, he chased him around the pool, then around the pool house and around the back yard, finally, Lance collapsed on the grass and JC pinned him down. "Ha I got you now damnit!" JC said out of breath.
"I give up, do what you will, but please spare my life!" Lance said smiling up at him.
Enjoying the position he was in, JC could think of many things to do to Lance, but decided to get up. He gave Lance a hand and helped him up and they went to the house. They just hung around the rest of the day and went to bed around 1 a.m..
Chapter 4
"What do ya wanna do today?" asked Lance.
"Hmmm... something interesting.. I know! You still haven't brought me jet skiing, you promised me we could go!" JC said excitedly.
"Hey that's a good idea, I haven't been myself in a while either, it's a nice day out, it only takes an hour or so to get there, why don't ya grab some clothes and we can go!"
"Yaaaaaay! I get to jet ski!" JC yelled childishly as he ran up the stairs.
After gathering all the things they needed, they got into Lance's Toyota 4-Runner and headed down the highway to the beach. On the drive there they talked about *N Sync, the guys, their up coming tour and listened to the radio. They were talking away when something on the radio caught their attention: "It seems that pop star Britney Spears has gone under the knife once again, she may have denied breast implants once, but now she has done it again and I don't think she can say growing like that was natural, we heard from a reliable source that she has gotten more implants and more lyposuction. I believe she now holds the status as one of the most "fake" stars of the 90's. And to all you teens, don't worry, Miss Britney is doing just fine, her pimp, otherwise knows as her boyfriend *N Syncer Justin Timberlake is taking good care of her, making sure she doesn't pop. In oth.." JC flipped of the radio.
"I mean it's reasonable reporting news people want to hear, and I know its disgusting about what Britney does to herself and that that is all true, but he didn't have to bring Justin into it and he didn't have to report it like that." JC said, shaking his head.
"Well, ya also gotta think, that was a rock station, they're like that, I'm surprised they didn't say anything more about us."
"Yeah I know, even if it was mostly Britney, I just hate how they get into personal things with everyone, sometimes they know things before we do!"
"Yeah I know, but we deal with it, we're always going to have to."
"I know... I just wish they'd keep out of some things, like relationships, I mean, people like to know if they're favorite stars have girlfriends/boyfriends but they get deep a lot. I know everyone in the world knew Britney and Justin were together before the rest of us did!"
"Some of it is just pathetic, but most of it's fed by our fans, and at least it's there, at least they want to know."
"Good point. Ugh ocean air, it's so nasty when you first smell it."
"It's the marshes, you get used to it."
They pulled up on the beach a few minutes later and unloaded everything. Putting on the wetsuits Lance was lookin at JC. "Damn he's fine" Lance thought, looking JC up and down. "Woah, wait a minute, where'd that come from? But he is great looking, why haven't I noticed that before? He's my best friend, that's why, but I'd still like to touch hi..."
"Lance? Lance? Lance you there? LANCE?!" JC yelled, waving his hand in front of his face.
"Oh yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about something." Lance's voice fading as he looked into JC's gorgeous blue eyes.
"Well come on lets get goin Scoopy!" JC said impatiently. He loved the way Lance was looking at him, but it also made him nervous, he'd been told his eyes revealed his soul, and as much as he wished he could, he couldn't let Lance find out about his feelings for him.
They got on the jet skis and headed out on the water, they were out there for a while, speeding around spraying water at each other. They were havin a blast when all of a sudden JC realized it got quieter, he turned around and saw Lance's jet ski floating atop the water, without Lance.