She blushed, and hurried to get her clothes. "Justin..I ..I thought you left."
"Well, I wasn't going to leave without saying goodbye. I would feel bad."
She laughed nervously, because she knew that his eyes were burning into the towel, in hopes that it would fall. Her hand held tightly to it. "I..I'm going to get dressed."
"Denise..come here.."
Denise looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm not stupid Justin..I know what you'll do..and ohmy you're coming over here.."
He stopped to stand in front of her. His eyes locked onto hers, and she couldn't move. "You've got some soap on your ear," he said, wiping it gently away. When he pulled his hand, back she breathed in deeply. Their eyes hadn't moved, and they were just standing there, looking at each other.
"Thank..thank you," she said, trying to look away, but his eyes had a spell over her.
His head leaned in and he captured her lips in a kiss that made her forget she was in a towel, and she wrapped her arms around him, bringing him closer. His hands dove into her wet hair, as hers played with his curls. They were crushed together, and enjoying every moment of it.
They shuffled backwards, and Justin was pushed back onto the bed. As he went down, he brough Denise with him. She was crushed on top of him, as their lips worked together, bringing back a passion that they hadn't experienced in a long time.
His hands ran over her back, and even through the towel, he was creating the tingles that she hadn't felt in a while. She pulled her lips away from him, and laid them on his jaw. She moved down from his jaw, and nuzzled at his neck, causing him to groan. His hands were moving faster over her back, letting her know that his control was about gone.
When she licked his neck, he lost control and rolled her over. His lips returned to hers with vigor that excited her more than he could ever know. "Justin," she murmed against his lips.
Her hands tugged at the wife beater that he was wearing. In no time, the thin piece of material was on the floor. Her hands ran over his muscled back. She felt him tremble with her touch. His mouth was attacking her neck, and she tilted it back, allowing him better access. His hands tugged to get the towel undone, and in a few seconds it joined his wife beater on the floor. He grabbed the edge of the cover and they rolled into it.
Under the cover she tugged at his pants. Everytime that her fingers came in contact with his bared skin, a hot sensation was sent through him. "God I want you," he whispered, placing kisses all over her body.
"Don't stop,Justin..."
Though they had slept together many times before, it was extra special this time, because their relationship was stronger, and an element that hadn't been present before. The element that was the key to a successful relationship..love.
Lance and Stephanie were the first ones there, because he had insisted that they be early. They were definately early. "Lance, we could have slept in another thirty minutes..look the only people here are employees..I don't see any of the guys around."
He laughed and pulled her closer to him as they walked. "You'll live..come on we can talk to Johnny."
Stephanie stopped. "Lance..I..I need to talk to you really quick."
His eyes narrowed. "What's wrong?"
She pulled him to an area in the parking lot where there wasn't anyone. "When Johnny hired me for this job...he gave me a lecture. We're not suppose to be seen together. He said that it would be bad publicity if we suddenly exposed ourselves as this publicity thing started out."
"Then we're going to talk to him..I won't keep myself away from you just to make the fans happy. If they can accept Jc and Whitney's relationship, then they can accept ours. I think its time to go public."
Stephanie sighed. "Maybe its not the best time,Lance. I mean...maybe we should wait."
He touched her cheek gently. "I love you, Steph, and that's all that matters. I don't care what the fans think..they don't run our lives, they just listen to our music. We can do what we want, we can see who we want, and hell we can screw who we want."
She giggled. "They think you're so innocent, Lance..if they only knew."
He drapped his arm around her, and they started walking towards the bus. When they got there, they saw Joey standing around, just looking off into space, and Chris talking to one of the equipment people.
"Have you guys seen Jc?" Joey asked, coming out of his trance.
"No, why?" Lance said, crossing his arms.
"Johnny said that he wanted to talk to him about Whitney."
Lance groaned. "Restrictions are a pain in the ass."
Chris turned to them. "I'm taking it that Johnny gave Steph that wonderful lecture..."
She nodded her head. "We can't be seen out in public together. We can do whatever we want on the bus, at the venue, or at the hotel, yet if we go someplace very public, we are to be atleast 50 feet apart. I'm pretty sure that those were his exact words."
Chris laughed. "He'll loosen up.There's a lot riding on this album..and well look who decided to show up," he said, pointing to Justin. He had a pair of sunglasses on and a hat.
Denise was walking with him, her hand in his. She had a huge smile on her face. "Hey guys," she said, brightly as they approached them.
"Hey Denise," Lance said. "Are you coming along with us?"
Her face fell slightly. "I'll be joining you the last week. I couldn't get anymore time off."
"That's too bad," Lance said, glancing at his watch. "Where the hell is Jc?"
"I talked to Whitney a few minutes ago and she said that they had to make a quick stop at the store, and then they would be on their way," Justin said, sliding an arm around Denise's waist.
"I thought that Whitney wasn't coming until next week?"
Justin nodded his head. "That's right, but, duh, Joey..she's going to drop Jc off."
Joey smacked his forehead."I'm so stupid," he said.
They all laughed, as Jc and Whitney drove up. When they got out of the car, neither one of them was wearing a smile. Justin found it especially odd that they weren't holding hands. As they approached the group, Justin cleared his throat and spoke up to clear his confusion. "Did something happen between you two?"
Jc wouldn't look at him and Whitney just shook her head "no" and left it at that. Justin looked at Whitney, and pulled her aside. She looked at him with pleading eyes, but he cared too much for her to ignore the situation.
"What happened?"
"Justin, just butt out of it. It's nothing."
"Are you still mad over what happened yesterday?"
Whitney shook her head, and was about to speak, as Johnny's voice rang across the parking lot. "JC GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE."
They all heard him groan, and he looked at Whitney before giving her a weak smile. Justin narrowed his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Look at this, Justin..you tell me what the hell you think is wrong," she said, thrusting a paper in his eyes. It had a picture of Whitney's hand going across Jc's cheek, and tears streaming down her face. The caption read TROUBLE IN PARADISE FOR TEEN MUSIC CROONER. "What is this?"
"To make the story short, we pulled over in this parking lot, not knowing that anyone was following us, we argued, and I ended up slapping him. If you'll flip the page, you'll see the pictures of us hugging and making up."
Justin flipped the page, and his heart broke at the images and captions that were on the page. He started to read the article outload. "Teen hottie, JC Chasez, 24, and girlfriend, Whitney Littleton, 21, have a fight in local parking lot. Judging from the photos, the fight must have been intense, because it resulted in Whitney hitting him. We talked to a few Jc fans and this is what they had to say. 'Jc deserves someone that respects him..she's clearly using him for his status. Maybe its true that she is sleeping with Justin." Justin looked at her. "Whitney..."
"Oh, keep reading it gets better."
He took a deep breath and continued. "I always thought they made a cute couple, but this display..it makes me reconsider. I don't think Jc is capable of doing something to cause her to resort to this type of behavior. I just hope that they work things out, they do make a cute couple."
"Who does she think she is? He's too precious..he needs to dump her and find someone that cares for him....Whitney I'm not reading anymore. This is just shit that people are saying, in an attempt to cause trouble in your lives. Ignore it."
By this time, Denise had walked over to see what was going on. She had heard the whole story, and nodded her head as Justin spoke. "You and he know the true story..that's all that matters."
She wiped away a tear. "I wish it was that simple. I mean, we know the truth, but by the looks of Jc's face, he's getting an ear full from Johnny....that's the problem. I have a feeling that I'm not going to be allowed to come with you guys..I mean..damn..why couldn't they just leave us alone?"
Denise hugged her. "Sweetie, it will be ok..."
She composed herself, and looked at the couple in front of her. "I'm going to go over there and see if I can help Jc any..I mean..its my fault.."she said, walking away. As she walked closer, she could hear the anger in Johnny's voice.
Jc looked as if he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, yet even worse. His head was down, and he looked miserable. She walked up beside him, refusing to meet Johnny's angry glare. "JC, this is just...this is just fuel to the fire. There have always been the rumors of Whitney and Justin having a secret affrair..I mean, you look at these pictures and tell me what you see?" he said, thrusting them forward, so they both could see.
Whitney blinked. "They..they look like a couple having a fight.."
"Not only a fight, but a physical one...fans will talk about this. The press is going to hound after your ass..."
"Let them," he said, standing up, and meeting Johnny's gaze head on. "It's not their damn life to live..its mine..and hell you pay people to cover that up. Make them think of something. I'm tired of covering my ass everytime that I mess up. You do something about it if you're worried so much. I could care less what they think. Right now, I have other things to worry about," he said, beforing turning around and walking off.
Johnny sifted his gaze to Whitney. "You know what this means right?"
She nodded her head slowly. "Let me guess..stay away from Jc during the tour, and make it look as if I didn't come. I know..."
He shook his head. "I'm sorry to do this, Whitney. I like you a lot, yet I can't jeopardize their career, and I'm sure that you understand that. I think it would be best if you stayed off of this tour..its only a month, and its for the best...it will insure us that nothing else could happen that would cause the press to have a field day with." She bit her tongue to keep from arguing back. She simply nodded her head, and turned to walk away. His hand on her shoulder stopped her. "Would you tell, Jc?"
She shook her head, and turned to look at him. "That's your job Johnny..and be prepared..cause I have a feeling he's going to go off," she said, as she turned and walked away.
Jc watched as Whitney walked away, and judging by the look on her face, he was fixing to get some news that he didn't want to hear. When she reached him, she fell into his awaiting arms. "What did he say?" he said, stroking her hair.
"I..I won't be joining you on this promotion tour..."she said, as she felt his muscles tighten up with anger. "Jc..its ok..I mean..its a month.."
"A month that I'm not spending without you considering that I don't have to. You're coming on that tour with us, and you're getting on that bus as we pull out. Screw your job, screw Johnny and screw the press. The fans can think what they want..I need you with me, and if I have to put you on my shoulder and drag you up the steps, then that's what I'm going to do."
She laughed gently. "No, I don't want to cause any trouble.."
"JOHNNY!" he yelled, pushing past Whitney and walking toward his manager. Whitney sighed, and walked towards her friends that were standing by the bus. Justin's mom had came by to say goodbye, and smiled upon seeing her.
"Whitney...how have you been?"
"I've been better,Lynn..guys...someone go get Jc and tell him to calm down. I have to get going, give him my love, Lynn it was great seeing you again, Justin..behave..Steph..blow them away..Denise...have fun out there..I..I won't be joining you guys."
Justin turned to her when he heard the last part spoken. "What do you mean?"
"Johnny told me that it would be best for me to stay away from the public eye for a while..and Jc is over there right now arguing his case..that's why I'm saying one of you, other than Justin..go get him before he goes off."
Lance nodded his head, and took off walking. Whitney hugged everyone goodbye, and started walking towards her car. Jc stopped a brief moment to look at the rest of the guys, and he saw her retreating figure. Instead of finishing what he was saying, he took off jogging after her. "WHITNEY..don't you get in that car."
Denise turned to look at Justin, who was shooting death looks at Johnny. "Come on..you can show me the bus.."
Lynn nodded her head. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea..I'm going to go talk to Johnny..I'll be back."
Justin took Denise's hand, and helped her into the bus. "There's nothing special about it really..this is the living area,..back there is the kitchen...then traveling on back is the bunks and the tv room..there you have the privalege of saying you've been on Nsync's tour bus."
She smiled. "Let's see the bunks..I want to see yours," she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him down the hall. They came to stop infront of eight bunks. "Which one is yours?" she asked, peering into all of them.
"Mine's the one at the top," he said, pulling the curtain back. His bunk was on the right, and it was the messiest. There were pictures of him and the guys, ones with him and his family, and ones with him and Whitney. He saw her eyes looking over the pictures, and he reached in his pocket to produce a picture of Denise and him, kissing by the pool.
He placed it among the rest of them, and watched as a bright smile appeared on her face. "Aww..."
He bent down to kiss her lips gently. "I can't wait til you come and join us on the tour..these bunks are cozy..they might not have a lot of room..but Whitney and Jc seem to manage, if you know what I mean," he said, winking at her, causing her to laugh.
She leaned into him. "Well...it will be a while before I'm here..but I'll always be here with you...Justin..you have my heart, and wherever it goes, I'm following."
She sighed. "Jc...that's stupid. You can't do that, and you know it. Don't argue with it..I'll call you and maybe we can work something out where I can see you..." she said, before his lips crushed down on hers.
They caressed hers until she thought she was going to pass out from lack of oxygen. "Jc..what...mmm..what are you doing?"
He pulled his lips away, and looked deep into her eyes. "Give me your hand."
She took a breath, and placed her hand in his. He started walking towards the bus, and stopped at the door. "Get on," he commanded gently.
She shook her head. "I'm not going..now let me go..have fun and call me tonight."
He groaned. "Fine..I'll call you tonight..but next week you're going to be on this bus with me..I don't care if I have to come and get you."
She laughed. "Ok, whatever you say, Jc..now give me a kiss.." He brought his mouth down, and their lips met in an love filled kiss. She pulled away, and turned to the rest of the guys. "I'll see you guys soon..knock them dead."
She gave them all hugs, and turned to Lynn. "I'm sorry that I don't have more time to talk to you, but I have to be at work soon."
They hugged, and Lynn looked at her. "You've grown up so much...oh and I talked to Johnny..give him a few days and he'll calm down..if he doesn't call me, and trust me..I'll have you back on this tour in no time."
"You're the best," she said, hugging her again, and turning to see Jc starring at her with sad eyes. She hugged him one final time, and touched his soft cheek gently. "Don't do this," she whispered.
He pulled her to him again, and sighed into her hair. "You know that I'm going to call you as soon as you're out of this parking lot, right?"
She laughed, and pulled his arms from around her. "I know, I love you.."
"I love you too," he said, kissing her lips quickly, and letting go of her hand. He watched as she waved to all the guys, Denise, Lynn, and Stephanie. She walked to her car, and drove away.
Five minutes after Whitney had left, Johnny announced that it was time to leave. Denise groaned, and looked at Justin. "I guess that's my cue to leave...I love you, Justin."
He kissed her firmly on the lips. "I love you too, Denise..I'll see you soon."
She laughed. "Yeah.."
"Do me a favor, keep a check on Whitney for me."
She nodded her head. "That's a will do, now go get on that bus and make those fans happy."
He laughed, and walked towards the bus. Denise turned to Lynn. "You have a great son, you know that?"
She hugged Denise to her. "I know..but you know what?"
Denise watched as the bus pulled out of the parking lot. "What?"
"He's got an amazing girlfriend."