Chapter 13

*Justin's Point Of View*

I couldn't help but think of the worse senarios. I mean it was a well known fact that "we need to talk" meant one thing. Breaking Up. But did one date mean breaking up of 'I dont want to go out with you again.'. Either way I had a very bad feeling about it. I pulled on a nike shirt and sat next to her. Neither of us talked. I stared at Tamara and she stared at the blank television. Suddenly she turned towards me. "Justin I just wanted to tell you that-" Before she could finish her sentence the door flew open and Lance and Lisa walked in laughing. "Yeah and Uncle Clay had potato salad all over his face! I remember..Oh are we interupting something?" Lance asked knowing that he had. Lisa started walking towards Lances room. "We just had to get the rest of Lance's suitcases. And after we do that we will be out of your way." Tamara had an upset look on her face. Like she really wanted to finish what she was going to say. "Okay guys thats all. We are leaving right now. sorry!" Lance and lisa walked out of the room each carrying about 3 suitcases. "J man can you get the door for us. "Yeah sure." I got up and shut the door, part of me wanted to offer to help them so I could delay what Tamara had to say. But I knew that either way I was going to have to hear it. 'Might as well get it over with.'

"Okay as you were saying." I sat on the coffee table across from Tamara. She took a deep breath. "Justin what I was going to say was-" *knock* *knock* "Tamara just continue." *Knock* *knock* I knew I should get the door but I was afraid that I would have punched whoever was standing on the other side. Instead of continuing Tamara stood up and answered the door. Lisa went running through the room. "Sorry guys. But Lance is going to kill me!" Sure enough right behind her was Lance. And he did not look happy. "Lisa! Get over here now!" Lisa ran behind Tamara and used her as an armor. "Lance what did Lisa do?" Lance stopped and threw his hands in the air. "Well we were in the lobby and some fans came up to us asking for autographs. Well I said I needed to go get a marker and when i got back the fans were gone. And so were my bags. Manny had taken the bags to the car but not before SHE gave those 12 year olds my- my- my." Lisa fell to the ground in a fit of laughter. "I gave them all HIS BOXERS!! Those girls were in heaven!" and with that Lisa ran out of the room. Followed by Lance. Me and Tamara couldn't hold it in, We both broke out into laughter, holding on to one another for support. Still laughing I asked Tamara. "Why did you come up here?" She looked at me tears in her eyes from laughing so hard, and still smiling. "Oh I was just gonna break up with you."

Tamara's Point Of View

Poor Justin. He looked like a 5 year old who thought he had lost his puppy. "You wanna break up with me?" I sat down and looked at the floor. "Well no. Not really." He still stood. "Then why are you going to break up with me?" I moved over and motioned for him to sit. He did so and I looked him straight in the eye. "Justin, Last night I did some thinking and I had decided that a long distance relationship was not the right thing. That it would be to hard on both of us. You know that only 25% of long distance relationships work out. And only 10 actually last past 4 months. I figured that it wasn't worth it." He looked away. "But," he focused his attention back to me. "But?" I smiled. "But when I walked in this room today and I saw you looking like an idiot in your boxers and that smile on your face I knew that it was all a lie. All that 'It wont work out' stuff was all a lie. Cause how will we know that it won't work out unless we try? I really like you. I mean REALLY like you. And I dont want to miss out on anything. especially if it has to do with you, with me, with us." He brought me into a big hug and got this cocky grin on his face. "I knew you couldn't stay away with me." I laughed lightly. "And why was that Mr. timberlake. Do tell." He kissed me lightly on the lips. "Cause you are going to marry me remember?"

TO BE CONTINUED