It was hard to live the life of a Pop Star. Justin had never been through this before in his life.People always said that they wnated to do this but no one knew untill they had people always tring to make them happy even when he needed to be left alone.
Justin didn't want to be seen as the N of Nsync anymore. He wanted people to look at him and say Justin not that guy from nsync. Even though, he got to sing lead on every song he wanted to and His best friends were there to look out for him. something wasn't right.
Somedays it seemed as if no one even knew what to say to him anymore. Everyone pretty much stayed out of his way. It seemed as if his only get away was to lock himself in the bathroom but he couldn't never excape the knock on the door. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get a realease from the grip his managers or his security had on him.
Since he was a small boy he had a simple dream he wanted to be independant. He wanted his own house and a nice girl who he was in love with.
It would never happen or not until he was too old to be in this bussiness. He hated it. Late at nightwhen he knew he should be sleeping, he cried and never let anyone see the tears that seemed to flow as freely as a river. Even his friends never knew what this was doing to him.
He had loved his hair but due to some obsessed fan a piece was cut out resulting in him shaving his head. The fans would think he look nice no mater what he did and that was all anyone else worried about. Sitting up in his bed upon hearing a noice Justin found his voice.
"Who's there," he asked. "I know some one his here I can hear you breathing,"Justin gulped. Suddenly everything went black.
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"Justin, I know you are tired of being a Pop Star but I am here to help you,"she whispered in his ear. This idea fascinated him.
"Tell me how,"He begged needing to know more of this idea. She gave a laugh and untied ne of his hands the moved on to untie the other.
"Well, it i ssimple Justin all you have to do is die,"There was a flame in this girl's eye he had seen in no other.
"But I don't want to die,"He reasoned. She laughed again and Justin was wondering what was so damn funny.
"No you don't get it,"she she said as she pulled him closer. "We can fake your death Justin and no one would know you weren't dead but you and I," The lady was something alright. "I can tell you aren't buying that but here is my card,"And with that it seemed as if in all the same instant she was gone. Justin gathered himself together and looked at the card. Getting up, he walked out the door and realized he had never left the hotel. Was it all a dream?
"Cmon Justin man we are already late,"JC said grabbing his young friend and pulling him toward the elevator. Justin the realized he would never br outta NSYNC no matter how many times he "faked it."