Title: Worth Part-1 Author: Adam
Disclaimer: I do not know the sexual orientation of NSYNC or BSB but this is not meant to reflect on there true status. This is a pure work of fiction and nothing more. No profit is been made; it is being written out of enjoyment.
Authors Notes: Hey guys. This is another new story. Yes I am gonna keep working on all three. I'm updating each one at least once a week from now on...fingers crossed! I hope you like this one.
Any feedback, please mail: adam_brittboy@yahoo.co.uk
If you wanna read some other great stories; Justin's Dark Angel, My Surprise Romance, Forever, Nick and Justin, Kevin and Dustin, Search and Rescue, Dying Eyes, My New Life, Xtreme NSYNC, Studio in the Country, Grand Central High, My Night with Howie-D, Brian and Me, Two out of Five, Home, Nsync and the Vamps...and many more...Now on to the story
Casey was a timid young man at the age of barely 18.
He'd grown up too quickly for a boy his age but had coped through everything. Now he was living in an `okay' apartment with his boyfriend Tim. Tim worked in some law firm and had endless meetings. Sometimes the meetings that went on over his days off, and very early in the morning made Casey curious, but he loved hi boyfriend. He trusted him.
Casey worked in a department store. He didn't earn much money and considering he got the highest English grade in his class, it wasn't the job he had wanted.
Casey was a shy man that was made more obvious with his boyish complexion. Chocolate brown eye's got him little attention. His thick, short and slightly red/brown hair fit in with everything else about Casey. He was boring. He thought it about himself, and knew it. He was not a tall man, maybe 5'10, which complimented his weight of 150 lbs. Casey was slim and had little definition.
It was due to this and how he was treated by people, that gave him so little confidence. He couldn't believe someone like Tim would want him. Tim was around 26, a successful lawyer, which was still paid little according to Tim.
Tim was his life. Casey went to work at 7 in the morning, came home at 11 at night. It was fortunate as with Tim's schedule he came home at that time as well, so Casey was able to cook Tim dinner before they went to bed.
He didn't have any friends, but having Tim was enough. He had his job, and his boyfriend. It was a simple life but enough for Casey.
Dropping his coat and keys on the table Casey sighed. He was later home than usual tonight. It was past midnight and he was worried that Tim hadn't eaten.
He played his messages and sat down his hands rubbing his eyes as he listened.
-Beep-
"Mr Hampton, this is your last warning regarding the rent. I want it by 5pm tomorrow or you will be packing your bags."
-Beep-
"Eh..sorry, wrong number."
-Beep-
"Casey...it's Tim. I'm sorry to be doing this over the phone but..." The voice paused.
//Oh no, he's breaking up with me!// Casey thought in horror. Tears already building up.
"...I'm going on a work/vacation. I'm at the airport as I speak. It's only for a three weeks, honey... a month at the most. Sorry to just leave like this, especially as it's your birthday next week but it's my job."
At this point Casey was having trouble breathing. He was relieved that he wasn't been left, but saddened. He'd spent most of his life alone, and hoped that now finally he'd be able to enjoy one of his birthdays.
"Sorry, again honey. I'll seeya when I see you." There was a small bleep indicating that was the end of his messages.
//I told Tim to pay the rent. I put the money in his hand.// A voice in his head thought.
//He works hard! You can't make him do everything!// Another voice argued.
Casey sighed once more before pulling himself up and heading for the bedroom.
After sitting only for a few minutes Casey picked up the phone.
"Hello, I'd like to book a cruise for as soon as possible, please." Casey ask, his voice as timid as always.
"In an hour?" Casey asked, his voice raised. "No, that's fine. Thank you very much." Casey spent several minutes giving him his payment details. His name, address, what room he wanted etc until the woman at the other end of the line seemed happy.
"Thanks again." Casey finished.
Casey didn't know what he was doing. He never did things like this, out of the blue. Something was telling him to pack his bags. To go on this cruise and enjoy himself. It took him about an hour before he was set, making sure he left a note and some money in an envelope outside the Landlords door, not wanting to wake him.
(Twenty Minutes Later)
Casey was boarding the Cruise Liner, and was in the main entrance at the top of the stairs when a Cruise employee approached him.
"Excuse me." The man said his voice sounding-disgusting superior.
"Yes?" Casey asked, turning to see the man. He was taller than Casey, which instantly put Casey on edge. Looking up at the smug officer Casey lowered his eyes, and his voice turned even quieter. "Is there a p-problem?"
"Yes, there is. People who are-somebody are coming, and they don't want people like...you, bothering them." The officer finished, happy with what he'd done.
"I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry s-sir. I'll b-be g-g-g-oing to my r-room." Casey quickly turned and headed for the exit, bumping into a group of men as his head was still lowered. The force was enough to knock him backwards on to the floor.
A large hand came in front of his face. He looked up and saw the most beautiful eyes in his life. A rich green in colour, they shone like emeralds as they gazed into Casey's eyes.
"I'm sorry. We weren't looking where we were going." Said the deepest, most sexy voice he'd ever heard.
"C-C-Casey." Casey finally said, wanting to slap his head at how stupid he must sound.
Lance didn't know whether to feel bad, or excited. The guy was good looking, and his stutter only made him cuter. He had a vulnerability that could be crushed so easily.
"Well, Casey," Lance began again, pulling Casey up to his feet. "Sorry again. How about we apologise by getting you a drink?" Lance asked with a smile.
"I-I can't." Casey replied, simply.
Lance tried to hide the sadness he felt before speaking. "Here with your partner? I understand..."
Lance continued at the same time Casey had began to speak over him. "No, Timmy couldn't make it, i..." Realising what he had said he covered his mouth. "I-I-I'm sorry...I-I" Casey's stutters were growing worse which made Lance want to comfort him even more.
"Hey man. Don't worry about it, it's cool. So why can't you come have a drink with us?" Lance was thrilled with the news, but let down once more discovering the young guy had a boyfriend. He looked too young to drink but it didn't matter.
"I c-can't. T-T-The man o-over there said t-t-that s-s-s-some important p-people were coming a-and I h-had to l-leave." Casey finally finished. Blushing profusely at how bad he sounded, and with the rest of the guys staring at him made it worse.
"He said that to you?" Lance said, enraged. His pale skin was flushed red with anger as he stormed over to the man who had done this to his new friend.
To Be Continued...