Chapter 15

**Justin's Point Of View **

"So here we are, I'm going to see you in a month when I go up to Florida right?"

"Yeah, You know it." It had taken the past two days of non-stop begging Lance to have Tamara meet Record executives in Florida besides where she lived until he gave in, citing that 'It would be a little bit better anyway, Because then I can use some of my contacts here.'

" A whole month…" I watched as Tamara's eyes looked at everyone at the airport except for me.

"You know a month isn't that long." I insisted. "Actually once you think about it. It's kind of short compared to the tours." I already wanted to slap myself for saying that as a look of fear swept her face.

**Tamara's Point Of View**

"Tours?" I hadn't even thought of tours. Gone for 3 or 4 months at a time. Never seeing him.

"Yeah but you know we will always make a stop here. And 2 dates close to here. And that will be about 4 days. And I will always have my cell phone. And…" As he named more ways we could keep in contact I smiled and pulled him into a hug.

"No worries Timberlake. Just wait 'til I get to Florida. Watch out!" He chuckled and quickly let go as he saw some young girls approaching us. Sure enough they were fans. He took a few pictures and gave a few autographs before they left.

"That was nice of you."

"Yeah well you know." He shrugged. "But we need to move. Those girls are only the tip of the iceberg. So before we become the titanic we better get out of here." He pulled me into another hug. "I WILL see you in a month. And you better get home soon. Because I am going to call you as soon as you get home."

I laughed. "Yes sir!" I pulled away from the hug and looked at Lance who was tapping his watch. "Looks like you have to go."

Justin frowned and nodded. "Yeah."

I outstretched my hand and waited for him to shake it.

He slowly took my hand but just as some fans were coming around the corner her softly kissed me on the lips.

"Justin. You didn't see the-"

He smiled. "Yes, I saw the fans. But I don't care. I just wanna be with you."

"Oh how original." I rolled my eyes. "But okay you wanna talk like that I will too. I drive myself crazy thinking about how God must have spent a little more time on you, Here we go and It's tearin' up my heart. I can't wait till we are together again. But until then…"

"Bye Bye Bye." He smiled and placed another small kiss on my lips. He slowly let go of my hand as he backed away. He told a security guard something and then waved at me one last time.

"Bye Bye Bye!" I laughed as Justin was literally being drug into the walkway (??) by Lance.

As soon as he was out of sight Lisa put her hand on my shoulder. "You okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" I shrugged I saw Justin and Lance board the plane. "Do you think me and Justin will work?" I asked without thinking about what had just came out of my mouth.

"Yeah that sounds like you are okay." She nudged me in my shoulder as my eyes closed tightly. "Come on Tam, Let's go."

As soon as I opened my eyes and we turned around both of our mouths dropped in shock. There in front of us stood about 20 girls. Half looked shocked the other half upset. I saw the security guard clear a spot in the middle of them as two more guards helped us through the crowd, As questions were being tossed out left and right. "Who are you?" "How long have you been seeing Justin?" "Are you really seeing Justin?" Were just a few that I had heard before we had gotten through the entire mess.

"Lisa, how are we going to get home?" I quickly whispered into her ear.

"Mrs. Lewis, Mr. Timberlake has arranged for the Limo to take you back to your house. And one of the guards has already taken your motor bike back to your house." One of the guards informed me as me and Lisa walked out of the airport.

We made our way into the Limo just as a cell phone rang in my backpack on the seat. Funny thing though considering I didn't have a cell phone. I grabbed the phone out of the bag and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hi."

"Well how did this thing get in my bag?"

"Well could it be that maybe I put it there?"

"Could be."

"Then that must be it."

"Has to be."

"I already miss you."

"You just saw me."

"That was 15 minutes ago."

"Wow a WHOLE 15 minutes."

"You know you are sarcastic."

"Really Justin? I did not know that."

"Uh huh."

"Has your plane even taken off yet?" I heard a small shuffle and Justin grumble.

"No Lance, I do not plan on staying on the phone the entire plane ride. Only most of it." I could just see Justin sticking his tongue out at that moment. "Okay I'm back. And we are about to take off."

"Then you need to be in your seat and off of the phone now don't you."

"I just wanted to ask you if the fans were bad."

"Not THAT bad. The gun and the sniper were the worst of it." I smiled as Justin laughed.

"Well if it wasn't THAT bad… Shoot, I gotta go. I will call you as soon as I get into my house."

"Okies. I will talk to you then."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and looked at Lisa. "Now I know. Me and Justin are going-"

**Justin's point of view** "-to be okay." I leaned back into my seat, Looked at Lance, and smiled. "Me and Tamara are definitely going be okay."