This is my SECOND story for Nifty, But unfortunately I stopped writing my first story 'TO GET *NSYNC'. This story though is similar though as I had so much to say in the first story except it was all over the place. This one is so much better as I have spent the last 2 months planning it. I hope you enjoy this story. Adam McMillan is a fictional character who is not based on anyone in particular.
The name Adam does have biblical undertones but if you've already read into that then you should probably not read the story because you won't find it purely fun!
I will continue this story if i receive some feedback from the readers. You can send your feedback to my email address ... aspiriing@yahoo.com (don't forget there is a double i in aspiriing...) (no capitals)
This story contains relationships between Justin Timberlake from NSYNC and a fictional character Adam McMillan. It will also contain relationships the other men in NSYNC are having.
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*NSYNC IN AUSTRALIA....by Dave Aspire.
The traffic was terrible as Adam McMillan made his way down the street in his new Vitara. His music was blaring to the sounds of Lauryn Hill's album. George street was packed today due to a large car accident on a nearby street. Adam was close to Furious when the traffic finally picked up speed again. Placing his Oakley shades over his eyes and turning the music up a couple of decibels he sped off down the road, not noticing the large tour bus caught up in the lane next to him.
Inside the tour bus Justin Timberlake sat staring intensely out of the window. JC sat next to him trying desperately to figure out a word to use in Scrabble. He was interrputed by a sudden outburst of laughter by Justin. He tunred his attention to Justin, turning his letter rack away from his prying eyes.
'What's so funny about Scrabble Curly?'
'Nothing Josh. I was laughing at this number plate on the car next to us. Check it out. D'STAR! Unusual number plate.' JC stared at the number plate on the back of the dark blue Vitara as it started to speed off down the the road, leaving the sounds of Lauryn Hill to fade off into the noises of the traffic. Justin really liked Lauryn Hill, he hadn't removed her album from his CD player ever since it came out!
'You've gotta get out of this bus real soon or your gonna go nuts. I don't think D'STAR! is that funny.'
Adam was cruising along the streets towards the Sydney Entertainment Centre. He was so wrapped with his new car he had to show it to Jimmy Harris, the security officer at the Musci and Performance centre. Adam had met Jimmy two years earlier when he had been caught on the stage belting out hit songs from famous recording artists. Jimmy had been so impressed by Adam's determination to be noticed by someonoe from the record industry. Adam hadn't just given up when he was caught onstage, instead he had crept in again and again, creeping past security and perfroming onstage, not just singing, sometimes he'd do monologues and sometimes he'd dance, following the dance routines in top forty hit filmclips. He hoped one day someone would notice him. Unfortunately they hadn't and Adam, still in the habit of arriving at 4:00 p.m. every wednesday afternoon, would continue arriving and instead of perfroming, would sit the hours away in one of the many chairs in the audience, looking down on the stage. The continual use of the chair had earned it the nickname of 'MACK', after Adam's last name McMillan.
Joey Fatone sat in front of the large television in the bus watching an afternoon kids show on channel 7, a national television station in Australia. On the show a presenter was introducing exotic Australian wildlife to British Children. Joey sighed and turned the Television off. He jumped off the couch and bounded over to interrupt Lance Bass who was busily writing a postcard back home to his mom (we prefer mum in Oz), while sitting in his bunk.
'So Scoop, what do you think of Australia so far?' Lance showed lack of interest before finally answering,
'From what i've seen so far, the weather is beautiful, the water is beautiful, the city is beautiful, The beach looked beautiful, The people are beautiful...and yeah..' Joey chuckled at Lance's rambling.
'Poor Chris, sleeping through the trip to the hotle room. He's missing out on seeing things.' He turned and focused his attention on JC and Justin, who were still playing Scrabble. ' How's the serious game of Scrabble going' the sarcasm in his voice clear and crisp.
'Hey, watch what you're saying Joey. Justin and I are taking this game very seriously.' JC tunred to Justin before continuing, 'Is Superific a word, because I have two I's and an F and C?' Joey burst out laughing, receiving a glare of hostility from JC Chasez. Lance, noticing this also burst out laughing. JC, looked at Justin who simply shook his head and said no. Joey was next to speak after his hysteric fit was over.
'See, what I mean. Superific, that's not a word! You can't be playing seriously, and if you are i'd advise you to go back to school JC!' Joey tunred to Lance and continued. 'So, who are you writing to huh?'
'My mom. Why are you annoying me Joey? Why can't you wake Chris up and annoy him, or just annoy the serious Scrabblers!' Joey tunred away from Lance, so he wouldn't see him blushing. He went to his bunk and pushed his face deep into the pillow, hoping the blushing would fade quickly. Lance, didn't notice anything and continued to write his postcard.
At the table, against the wall on the bus, right by the windows, Justin sat staring out onto the streets. The skyline was so beautiful. No wonder Sydney was voted most beautiful city in the world.
'Josh, where are we staying tonight?' He tunred to face the older, dark haired man still working on a word now that the dispute on Superific had been finished.
'Sheraton on the Park.' there was a pause before JC, fed up with the letters he had, sat back and huffed. ' I quit this game! YOU WIN! It's too hard for me.' Justin laughed softly and nodded, happy to have won again. While JC packed away the game he turned his attention to the skyline again.
'Look guys, The Centrpoint Tower!' The other three NSYNCer's raced to the windows and gawked at the unique building that set apart Sydney's skyline from many other's across the world. The tower had huge statues of athletes, another reminder that Sydney had hosted the 2000 Olympic and Paralympic Games. Once past the tower the men relaxed and Joey returned back to his bunk, while Lance stamped his postcard and sat dwon on the couch to read a magazine. JC made a quick beeline to the fridge in the bus and grabbed a coke, and was soon reading over Lance's shoulder, drinking slowly from the can.
'Justin sat staring into space, his thoughts on Sydney and the licence plate he couldn't get out of his mind.
Adam pulled the car into the lot at the Centre and set the alarm. Checking he looked good enough to be driving his shiny new car, he closedhis door and walked in the building and headed towards the Arena. If anyone noticed him they were unawares to his presence, after two years of spot on timing, and regularity of visits, those who did notice him simply greeted him and some even joked he was going to wear the chair out. Adam would reply that one day the chair would be empty and he'd be on the stage. Adam would chuckle to himself when that happened.
'Hey Jimmy!' Adam smiled as he passed the large man in his mid forties. He walked straight past him and into the Arena and stopped dead. He walked back to Jimmy. ' Who's perfroming Jimmy?' Before Jimmy could answer Adam had forgotten the question and was walking towars his seat. Once there he found a small package, he picked it up and felt it before ripping open the packaging to reveal the contents inside. Adam pulled out the large object, a Dressing Room star with his name engraved on it. MACK. Adam was about to lose control of his emotions, but held them inline. He turned to see Jimmy standing in the doorway leading to the arena. Adam smiled widely and mouthed a thankyou. Jimmy, touched by the emotion in the young mans eyes turned and left the room, happy he'd done what he had. For the last two years he had grown fond of the young boy becoming a man. At 17, Adma was almost like a son to him. He and his wife often wished they'd had children and when Jimmy had met Adam he felt like he had a son Jimmy knew Adam was getting more and more disorientated after rejection by rejection came through from book publishers rejecting his stories, agents who couldn't find enough work for Adam to keep him happy. Industy people who would walk away as Adma tried to bring them around to listen to some of his work.. Jimmy wanted to help Adam so much, he just didn't know how. Jimmy had heard a few of Adam's songs. Simple as Love was a great ballad, it was a duet with his best friend Penny Burges. Then there was the pop songs, kind of like a boiy version of Britney Spears. He really like One Thing...(tha I know) and Before was a great song. And another ballad he liked was All In Flames. Adam was great at what he did, he just needed someone to listen to his stuff! Jimmy needed to help.
The Bus was slowly being unpacked at the Hotel. the five men from NSYNC were eager to relax in their hotel rooms before rehearsals for their Sydney Concerts began tomorrow. Chris Kirkpatrick, Now full awake and refreshed from his snooze was busily pointing out the differences between Sydney and other Large cities. He was also pointing out the similarites, one of them being 7elevens. Needless to say the other men were finding his perk a little annoying. Lance placed a pack over his shoulder and watched as a porter wheeled his luggage into the lift with the other guys stuff. Joey stepped up behind Lance and bent close to whisper quietly into Lance's ear.
Lance jumped at what he heard and walked in the huge doouble doors and over to reception to sign in.
Outside JC was helping Justin grab together his small items into a pack. When both were certain every item of importance to Justin was in the pack they followed Joey and Chris into the Hotel. Lance met them in the lobby and gave everyone their respective room keys, telling them he had signed them all in. Justin looked at his number and smiled. The top floor was going to be the best. It had it's own personal pool for those staying in the rooms, it also had a gym, spa and sauna. Justin looked at his number again, 1001, a good number. JC was in 1003 and Chris wa sin 1005. Lance was on the opposit side of the hallway in room 1002 and Joey was next to him in 1004. For some reason they had not been given the only other room on the floor, 1000.
The large rooms were all quite similar except for colour. Justins room was a light blue which made him really happy. It was decorated with paintings by famous Australian painter Brett Whitely. Justin placed his luggage down and quickly unpacked. Just as he finished there was a knock at the door and JC called out.
'One moment and i'll be right there.' Justin raced to the door and unlocked it, letting his best friend into his room. He noticed the impressed loko on JC's face. 'Nice huh!' He stated. JC looked around at the difference between this one and his own dark green room.
'Get changed and grab your bag. We're going to check out the venue tonight quickly then we'll get some McDonalds! You reckon we might score some free burgers 'cause we did the ad back in the states.' Justin looked at JC. Walking into the Bathroom and changing he replied.
'I don't reckon. They don't play the ad here in Australia so we arn't helping sales here, not that we need to, it's McDonalds, not Joes Burgers! Anyway we get to use our Australian money, and Burgers arn't really expensive, i'm sure we can afford to buy them!' JC smiled at Justin's wisecrack and quickly followed Justin out of the room and closed the door behind him.
In the hall, Joey and Chris were arguing about who Australian girls would go for. Lance was agreeing with both of them, so as not to get offside wtih either. Finally Lance got sick of it.
'They won't want eithe rof you, They'll want Justin! They all want Justin!' Justin smiled weakly at this comment and rolled his eyes. Everyone knew he wouldn't go for the fans, he wasn't into that. not the majority of the fans anyway. He'd dated a fan once and it hadn't worked out so he'd been single for a while now. D'STAR!, it worked at his brain. A Jeep, it worked at his brain. Lauryn Hill, it worked at his brain. He stepped out onto the street and into the waiting limosine. The ride to the centre was ahaze of excited conversation mixed in with thoughts on D'STAR!.
Adam opened his eyes and stared at the stage, the darkness of the room told him he'd been asleep and stayed a tthe centre for a much longer time then usual. The stage was set up completely and Adam imagined what it would look like all lit up....Daydreams! He gathered his belongings off the chair and headed out into the lobby and past Jimmy in his usual spot. Jimmy was talking on the phone, probably to Lisa, his beautiful, caring wife. As he passed by Jimmy held up a sign.
'You Were here a long time, I saw your new car, I like it! Lisa says Hi.' Adam smiled and waved goodbye. He walked over to his car and pulled out of the parking lot. Halfway down the road he looked back in his rearview mirror, noticing the large black limosine pulling into the centre. The person arriving was probably the performer who was performing tomorrow night. He should have stayed longer, maybe they could have helped him. He couldn't go back now though, it was too late...again. He wouldn't be allowed in there now they had special guests anyway. He sighed and dreamed of the Black Limosine.
He dreamed of the Dark Blue Vitara...And then he was hopping out of the Limosine, being greeted by a security guard in his late thirties or maybe his early forties.
'Hi, I'm Jim and i'm the chief of security here at the centre. I'll be taking you around to check the place out!.' The man motioned them forward and into the venue. Justin gazed at the inside of the Sydney Entertainment Centre, and smiled, soon he would perform here and it was bound to be a few night sof excitment.
Adam was so tired he drove straight to his hotel room. He was between houses right now and decided to stay in a hotel until he found the right place. Lucky he came from a well off family who would only have the best for their son and so Adam was holed up in a very nice hotel. going inside, placing the do not disturb sign on his door he made his way to his floor and opening his door to his room, he fell inside, sleep almost taking over him, but allowing him to slip inot the large bed in the room beforehand. He quickly leaned ove rand called reception.
'Hello, this is Adam McMillan in Room 1000, i'd like a wake-up call at 7a.m tomorrow moring please. Thankyou ver much.'
With that done he fell instantly into a restless sleep, filled with broken dreams he'd had since the age of 5.
The tour over and the venue checked out NSYNC, now made their way back to the Sheraton. No one spoke, all of them tired and in need of sleep. At the hotel they arranged their wake-up calls and headed up to their floor. Saying goodnight they all headed into their rooms. Once inside Justin fell on his bed and was dragged into a nightmare of Dark Blue Vitaras, and Loud Lauryn Hill music, why was this affecting him so much, he didn't have anything to do with the person driving the car, their worlds were so far apart.... He awoke at 4a.m and try as he might he couldn't get back to sleep. Giving up, he placed some board shorts on and grabbing a towel made his way to the pool. Inside the room, he noticed someone swimming endless laps. He was about to turn and leave when..
'Hi!' The sweet voice filled the room. Justin turned around. Leaning against the side of the pool was a slim young man, about two years younger then him, he had dark hair, so dark it was almost black and the most penetrating blue eyes he'd ever seen, they seemed to look deep into him, and he shuffled awkwardly. The slim boy, was about 170 cm tall and pale, not sickly pale but the kind of pale that when put with dark hair and blue eyes looks amazing. Tha t was the look. 'Hello...Oh, you must still be half asleep. I'm Adam. Adam McMillan. I'm in room 1000. I couldn't sleep, so here I am swimming like an insomniac..you?' Justin smile quickly, the boy could start a conversation well.
'Oh, hi..' His american accent sounded off the walls and echoed. ' I'm Justin. Justin Timberlake. I'm in room 1001 and I guess i'm the same as you. Though i'm mostly nervous.' Adam was taken back, he had failed to notice that the man standing before him was Justin Timberlake from NSYNC, it must have been the chlorine in the pool.
'You doing a concert? Or just promo work?' Justin was surprised he hadn'e expaected this guy to know him. He smiled. Adam had been so casual when he said that.
'Yeah, we're starting a tour her ein Australia. We do a show tomorrow night.' Just placed his towel down and slipped into the water. Adam was wading through the water too. Stopping every noe and then to do a underwater somersault. Justin laughed. Adam was giggling too.
'It must have been you who was at the Entertainment Centre tonight then. I was just leaving when you guys arrived. Did you meet Jimmy?' Justin Moved towards Adam until they were about a metre apart and they were circling eachother.
'Yeah, that was us, Yeah we met him, he's the security guy right? Why were you there? Do you sing?' Adam smiled at Justins cinfusion.
'I've been going there every Wednesday for the last two years. I used to sneak in but then I got to know Jimmy and now I juat go every Wednesday. I used to perfrom onstage, hoping someone would hear me, but no one would pay attention to me. I kept it up until I realised it was pointless, so now I just sit in a seat for a couple of hours, Daydreaming, stuff like that. I'm not usually there as long as I was, I fell asleep though. I was showing my new car off to Jimmy.'
'So you sing! Wow! We were destined to meet then. So tell me about your new car!' Adam ducked under the water and resurface a few metre away.
'I Act, sing and Write...I want to sing and Act so much. I dance too, but it's not a passion like the others. I drive a jeep. It's a dark Blue Vitara, i love..' He was cut off...
'A dark Blue vitara with the number plate D'STAR!?' Adam's jaw dropped.
'Ye..Yess!'
'I saw it on the was up one of the streets today. I was tranfixed it was all I could Think abaout. Then you drove off with your Lauryn Hill album up full ball and I just sat there..'
'Wow! yeah, that was me...Creepy.' Justin had only a while earlier brushed off the car, saying it wasn't linked to his world, and now he was finding out it was linked stronger than he expected. He was about to say something when he noticed Adam wasn't in the pool anymore. 'Hey, Where are you going?'
'I have to get some sleep...I've been swimming for three hours! See ya around.' Adam left the room leaving Justin alone. He looked down in his pants, the very thought of Adam, his car, his music, his life, Adam himself had turned him on, he had a massive erection! He quickly moved out of the water and grabbing a towle aroudn his waist rushe down the hallway. Adam was already gone. But wha the saw shicked him more. Lance and Joey stood in the hallway kissing. Joeys hands around Lances thin waist. Lances on Joey's chest. Justin saw them break it off, and ducked into an alcove so he wouldn't be seen. He could hear every word they were saying.
'I think i should go back to my room now Joey. I need to get some sleep.'
'One more kiss Lance, I'll make it worthwhile..' Justin put a hand over his mouth to stop himself making a noise and peered out into the hall. Joey and Lance broke off their kiss and Lance moved to his room, Joey to his, waving as they went inside. Justin quickly raced down the hallway and into his room, amazed that two of his best friends were keeping a secret like this from him. He showered quickly and changed inyo a pair of boxers, slipping into the bed and placing his head on the soft pillow. His mind raced to Adam McMillan and then to Joey and Lance. Finally with Adam in his mind he drifted off to sleep...Wating till morning to confront Joey and Lance and to talk to Adam again. Adam...Adam....Adam Timberlake...he fell asleep.
There you go...PART 1 is done.
TO BE CONTINUED (if you write me some feedback...or fanmail...whatever..he he..) You can drop Dave Aspire a line c/o- his official email address aspiriing@yahoo.com (we promise Dave does actually read his mail)
See you next time...For more of this story...WHAT WILL HAPPEN!!!