This Fan Fiction is Just that FICTION by a FAN.... in other words.... IT'S NOT REAL. I'm not implying that nsync is gay by this story.
Chapter 8
Lance looked at the sleeping figure. Turning back to Joey he asked "What time are the guys going to get here?"
"About 10:30. I told them it was sorta important."
" 'Sorta'? This is 'sorta' important?" Lance said, trying to keep his voice down. Shaking his head he looked at his watch. "Its 10 now so...." Lance didn't get to finish what he was saying when he heard Chris, JC, and Justin yelling out Joey's Name. Lance watched as Joey flinched, hoping they wouldn't wake the sleeping Darla up.
"Shhhh." Joey said as he walked into the Living room followed by Lance.
"What's up?"
Joey looked at Justin. "I think we all need to sit down for this one."
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Chris stared at Joey in shock. "WHAT?!?!"
"I know what you are thinking, and we have a paternity test scheduled for tomorrow."
Silence followed Lance's voice but soon footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs.
"Joey?"
Joey Jumped up and turned to the voice. "Yeah Darla?"
"We're kinda hungry." The 5 men watched as the owner of the voice stepped in the room.
The girl looked and saw that Joey and Lance weren't the only one's in the room. Her eyes quickly fell to the floor.
"What do you want? We'll get you what ever." Joey said as he and Lance walked to the girl's side.
She found herself smiling. "Anything that has lots of pickles." She said as she looked up to the two men.
Lance was about to volunteer to go get some but Justin's voice kept him from it.
"I'll go get some. Is there anything else you need."
Darla's answer was a "no".
"I'll go with him." JC said as he walked out of the door with Justin. Darla just smiled as she watched them leave.
"Your friends seem nice." Darla said, barley audible.
"Yeah They're cool." Lance said. "You still look kinda tired."
Darla nodded. "Tell me when they get back." She said as she walked off back to Joey's bedroom.
"Wow." The once speechless Chris said. "That's... wow." He said, still suffering from loss of words.
"Yeah." Lance nodded in agreement.
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Day 2 of a month off
"So everything she has told me is true." Joey said softly to the Doctor.
"Unfortunately, Yes." She sighed softly. "It is your baby and she will, most likely, not survive the labor."
Lance stood next to Joey, his arm placed on his shoulder.
"I'm Sorry, all i can do is give her medication to help the pain." The doctor said while handing a bottle of medication to Joey.
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"Chris!" Darla said as she looked up from the papers she was writing. She was surprised to see him instead of Joey, who had been by her side 24/7.
"Hey." He said softly as he walked over to the bed she was sitting. "This is the cleanest I have ever seen Joey's room."
"Yeah, he said he wanted me to sleep in here with him in case I need him. So what's up." She said moving the papers so Chris could sit down.
"If I was bothering you, I can go back.."
"No!!!!" She protested. "I like to talk."
Silence fell into the room, only the sound of rustling papers could be heard.
Chris was the one to interrupt it. "So... Why did you come down here, I mean, Why didn't you stay with..."
"My Mom and Dad?" Chris nodded. "Well. I wasn't going to let this child grow up in that family. And I don't trust adoption. I was adopted. I know some People get lucky and get in a REALLY nice home. But I don't wanna risk the chance that this baby will get a sour deal like me."
Chris nodded. "I'm Just surprised you didn't go to the press and be all like, 'I'm having Joey Fatone's baby!!!!'."
Darla found herself laughing. "Ya know, I have laughed more in the past week than I have my entire life."
He found himself amazed with her eyes. How they danced when she laughed. "You have us all at your feet. Do you know how many girls, or guys, would LOVE to have us all their beck-and-call."
She smiled sadly. She looked over to the papers she had discarded a few moments ago. "I know the only reason he is doing this is because he feels guilty. He got me pregnant, and I'm going to die because I'm having his child." She couldn't stop the tears from forming in her eyes. "I don't want him to think that. He didn't make me do anything. Its just as much my fault, even more so because i knew i could take the risk at all."
"Yeah, He does. But he has so much admiration, we all do, for you. None of us think that we would be able to make the decision you did. Your life after this baby's."
"Well... I had my chance at a full life, and it passed me by. But this child is going to be able to live the life I never even dreamed of. All I have of my life is in these papers."
"Your amazing."
"No. I'm stubborn. I'm rude, blunt, and at times very caustic. But I haven't got much energy to be any of the above."
Chris smiled. "What do you write about?"
"Just stuff....." She said. It was obvious that she didn't wanna talk about it.
"Hey you two." The two sitting on the bed turned to see Lance standing at the door.
"Hey!" Came a simultaneous reply.
"Me and Joe is going to run over to... somewhere, anywhere, to get food. Y'all want anything?"
"No. You Dar?"
"Pizza sounds good to me." She said smiling at Lance.
"Okay!" Chris watched Lance walk out of the room, letting his eyes linger in the spot Lance once stood until a child like voice brought him out of his daze.
"What? Sorry I missed that."
"You really like him, huh?"
"Yeah, he's a great guy." Chis said, hoping that she didn't mean what It sounded like.
"No Chris, you know what I mean."
"....no..."
Darla smiled at crack in his voice. "Yeah you do. I see how you look at him. Besides, God gave me a gift and I'm very good at using it."
"Gift?" He said hoping to change the subject.
"I can... feel things sometimes."
"Do you think..."
"He might like you back? I don't know. He has someone in his past that he can get over, and from what I can tell, he can't get over Lance either."
"'HE'!!"
"Yeah, 'he'. " She frowned at the sadness in his eyes. "I since a lot of confusion. He thinks he knows something, but its wrong. But for you, I know there is happiness in your future. I feel it like waves in the ocean. Its really strong."
A thoughtful silence fell between the two in the room.
"Your lucky."
Chris looked at the girl. "Why?"
"I know that someone, It's not my place to say who, but they love you."
"You get this from your 'gift'?"
"No. They told me."
"WHO!?!?!?!"
"Think about it...."
Chris just stared at the girl. She had a goofy smile on her face.
Suddenly it hit him. The only person who could possibly tell her was.....
"Joey?!" When he received a simple nod as an answer he continued. "When did he tell you this?"
"The night.... well.... the first night we met." She raised her eyebrow, hoping to get the point across.
"Wow," Was all Chris could say.
"I have this feeling things are going to get REALLY messed up before this child is born."
Chapter 9
Friday: Day 5 of a month off.
"Lance... Go. You have been here for 4 days." Darla said before she took another bite of her sandwich. "Have fun, or something."
"Yeah, Lance." Justin said, trying not to think about what she was eating. "Come one, you can go clubbing with me and JC tonight!"
"Sure, why not." He said . He still wasn't used to the nice JC and Justin, but he wasn't going to complain.
"Good!!! Come on." Justin yelled as he grabbed his hand to pull him out to the car.
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"I'll just be a sec. I gotta go change." Justin said smiling. "JC should be here any second."
Lance smiled and nodded as he watched Justin run up the stairs to his room.
Not long after Justin's departure, he heard the door open. He turned to see JC walk in.
"HEY!!!!" JC said, obviously very happy to see him.
"Hi." Lance said, not sure what to say. "Justin is upstairs."
"I know." JC said, still smiling at him. "You know, you have the coolest looking eyes." JC walked up to stand less than a foot from Lance. He brought his hand up to caress the skin on Lance's cheek. "So soft."
Lance was frozen, the only evidence that he wasn't in a trance was the slight jump he made when JC's warm hand touched his face.
"JC......" Lance began but was only silenced by JC hand.
"Shh." He said softly. Placing his finger on Lance's lips. He slowly closed the space between him by wrapping his other arm around Lance's waist. "Do you have any clue how much I wanna taste you. How long.....?" JC moved his hand away from the other man's lips. "So beautiful." He said as he watched his own hand play across the smooth skin of Lance's face.
Lance wasn't sure when, but he had suddenly became very aroused. He knew JC knew it. His hard crotch was pressed up against a similarly hard crotch.
JC couldn't hold out any longer, he had to feel Lance's lips touch his own. Softly he kissed him. Licking Lance's lips begging for entrance. Lance complied.
JC was so lost in Lance's mouth that almost missed the sound of a door closing. He quickly pulled back, taking in the lustful look in Lance's face.
"JC, your here!" Justin said pretending he didn't know what just happened. He had saw the entire thing. It didn't take him that long to change.
JC noticed the slight bulge in his lover's paints, reminding him of his own. He smiled a knowing smile as Justin did the same.
"Come on..... We got some clubs to hit."
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Lance wasn't sure how he let them to talk him into coming here. "The Closet" was a gay club that had plenty of cross dressers and leather wearing "girls".
Sighing he watched Justin and JC dance. Justin had his back to him and JC was keeping a close eye on Lance. Every so often he would wink and then do something erotic to Justin's body. Needless to say, Lance had a hard on.
"So how did it go?" Justin whispered into JC's ear, loud enough to be heard.
"You should know. You watched." JC said grabbing Justin's hips and pulling his dick hard against his to prove the point. JC looked at Lance to make sure he was watching before he started to grind into Justin.
"God Josh!" Justin said. "I'm going to have to fuck you right here."
JC pulled back slightly to look at Justin's face. "Your turn." He said.
Justin nodded and JC walked off, leaving Justin to wander over to Lance. "Hey, Lance!" He said sitting next to him. "What's up." He said, obvious to Lance that the words had a duble meaning.
Lance was about to reply when Justin spoke up. "Wanna Dance?"
Lance looked at Justin like he was crazy. "Come on." Justin said as he pulled him out of the booth. "Let's Dance."
He allowed himself to be pulled to the middle of the dance floor. he could feel the beat of the music against his chest, seemingly changing the rhythm of his heart to it's own pulse.
Justin put his hands on Lance's hips. "Dance." He said, trying to coax Lance into moving.
Justin smiled when Lance did so. He placed his body behind the shorter one and did what he had wanted to do for years.
Justin placed a small kiss on the back of Lance's neck before he began grinding into Lance.
As he wrapped his arms around Lance's waist, he couldn't hep but notice how their body's fit so well together.
"God, Lance." Justin said into his ear. "I want you so much. Your body is so intoxicating and it smells so good." He let his lips play over I wanna hear you moan my name in pleasure. I wanna hear you tell me how much you want me, need me....." Justin kissed his neck "... how much you love me."
The way Justin spoke mesmerized him. He felt as if he was melting into his voice.
Justin spun him around and wrapped his arms around his neck. He softly placed his lips on Lance's in a short and sweet kiss. "Lets go home."
................................... Teaser or what?
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