Title: possession Chapter 2: you are in my dreams at night
Disclaimer: this is not meant to imply anything about the sexual orientation of the members of *nsync. it's just for fun. :)
hey, nifty readers!
i'm really sorry this chapter took so long. please don't think i've "given up" on my stories. i've just been so busy (damn college). yeah, excuses, excuses. but seriously, i'm going to spend more time writing and less time sleeping-- or something... :)
anyway, i hope you like this installment. send me feedback! i love hearing from you! my address is thereisnoturningback@yahoo.com
this chapter contains an allusion to rent, the broadway musical. if you haven't heard the song "i'll cover you," get the mp3 as soon as possible. the reprise, too.
rent is really my favorite musical ever :) --lili
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"Get up! Get up!"
I blinked in the bright sunlight to see Justin hopping around the bus, waking us all. He looked so adorable, so excited. He noticed that I'd opened my eyes and it brought a smile to his face. He walked toward me and put his hand on my arm. It felt so warm and I almost thought it would burn right through me.
"Ready to go, Chris?" he looked into my eyes and raised his eyebrows. I couldn't help but smile. I remembered the dream I'd had about him the night before-- it all came rushing at me as I stared into those beautiful eyes.
The two of us were caught in a storm-- a massive, angry storm. We were lost, and he was so afraid. I couldn't reach him, I couldn't reach that frightened angel. I wanted to hold him and wipe away his tears. I just wanted to protect him and hold him and love him. The dark sky screamed in thunderous cries and Justin ran into my arms. His wet curls slid through my fingers and I kissed his forehead to comfort him. I pulled him deep into my chest where he could feel my heart beat... it was as if it beat only for him. His warm body shivered in my embrace, so I pulled him in tighter and closer. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes and told me I was his shelter. I looked down at him and said, "Be my lover and I'll cover you..."
"Chris?! Hello?" Joey jumped behind my Justin and pushed him aside. I was almost angry at him for putting more distance between the two of us. Justin didn't seem to mind. He headed over to Lance's bed to continue his mission. My eyes followed, but quickly broke the gaze, afraid Joey might notice the way I looked at that boy. But he just stared at me expectantly.
"I'm here, I'm awake, I'm ready," I grumbled. Why were they all so damn excited? It was just a mall gig. The way they were acting, you'd think we were opening for Mariah Carey.
"I wanna buy somethin'! I wanna buy somethin'!" Justin sang, his head nodding enthusiastically. How did he get to be so adorable? I wanted to tell him I'd buy him something. I wanted to tell him he could have me for free. I wanted to tell him so many things. But instead I just pulled myself out of bed and prepared for the concert.
"I couldn't help myself. I had no control. I'm so sorry..." my voice pounded in my head as I sat locked in the mall bathroom stall. I just had to do it. I sound so silly, it wasn't even anything that bad. I'm sure he didn't think so, anyway. It's just that he looked so beautiful on that stage, under that hot pink light. He really looked like an angel. And his sweet voice ran through me without end. I could feel it in my veins. I could feel it pulsating through my body. My fingers burned as they reached for him. They just needed to feel his back, run down across those curves. Maybe I could tell him I got caught up in the music. Maybe I could tell him I thought the audience would like it. Maybe I could just hope he didn't notice. But how couldn't he? We shared such a moment there, my fingers weaving across his skin, through his shirt. But that look on his face, that look of surprise soon masked by a smile. He had such a smile. It could never be caged for long. Those soft lips looked like two rose petals-- all I wanted to do was feel them against mine, to caress his silky skin... to cover him. I was torn from my deep thought when Joey knocked on the stall door.
"Uh, man? You've been in there for a long time... Ya sick or something?"
He really sounded concerned. But I couldn't tell him what was wrong. Nobody could ever know the things that held me back, the things that held me far from the rest of the world.
"Sorry to keep you guys waiting!" I called out with a smile. "I just felt a little queasy, that's all!"
I wiped the worry from my face and opened the door. Joey was the only one there, and I know he saw more than queasiness in my blank stare. He pulled me into a hug and held me there for a few moments.
"Let's get you back to the bus, Chris. You need to rest."
He had no idea how right he was.
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