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(NSYNC's Tour Bus, In Case Anyone Was Wondering)

Click on play to hear one of those horrific, annoying, cheesy, instrumental renditions of Tearin Up My Heart that is always playing in the backround of webpages!

And Now, The Much Awaited AP's Fanfic!!!

Well for those of you who have looked at this site, you would probably know that we don't care too much for a lot of the fanfics out there. We do not like fanfics about fans falling in love with a band member after just meeting them, about gorily depicted sex, etc. etc.(See full list Here) Makes sense, doesn't it? Therefore, this will not be a story about those things. THIS STORY IS A JOKE. So I don't need E-Mails from the both of you who read this complaining about it.

This story is about me, Molly, and Danny, and our encounter with NSYNC. If you want a little more backround on us, look at the rest of our site and then check yourself into a mental hospital. Molly is the oldest of us, then comes me, and Danny is our younger brother. It is called Tearin Up My Heart for no real reason other than that I think Molly is playing the song as I am writing this page up, but I'm really to drunk to comprehend anything right now.
Don't make me keep coming in here, AP. You were not drunk. Carbonated apple juice does not make people drunk.


Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter One

Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter Two

Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter Three

Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter Four

Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter Five

Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter Six

Tearin Up My Heart, Chapter Seven


DISCLAIMER: I do not own, nor am I in any way affiliated with NSYNC. Their characters in this story are fictional portrayals of the members of NSYNC that I have made up with my overabundance of free time. The characters of AP, Molly, and Danny are all my own personal creations, so no stealing them (not that I think anyone would actually want to, I'm just keeping my bases covered.) Oh Yeah, I don't hate NSYNC or anything... not to say that I have any strong happy feelings towards them.


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