I got a little nervous. I never called him before, and well it was a little weird calling a super-famous celebrity on his birthday, but I figured, "hey, he's the one in love with me, what am I worrying about?" So I took a deep breath and said, "Hey, JC, what's up? It's Alli, Neene's friend, do you remember me?" I sat there waiting for an answer or him to hang up, one of the two. After about a second, "You're the really short one, with the reddish hair, right?"
I was relieved, he knew who I was, now I could do what I called to do, and no one would have to know about this conversation. "Yeah, that's me. Well, I realized that today was your birthday, and I just wanted to call you to wish you a happy birthday. Birthdays are a pretty big thing to me, and I never miss the chance to wish someone a happy birthday. So, what do you have planned for the day?" I asked him, trying desparately to make small talk. "Actually, I'm not doing anything. Would you like to meet me somewhere? I would love to spend my birthday with you." I did a dance of joy and then answered him, "Sure, sounds like a plan." I looked around my room and couldn't believe what just happened. He told me that he would pick me up around 7:30 and to wear something really formal. I got off of my bed and realized the only thing I had was my prom dress. I guess that would have to do. I threw on my prom dress, and finished getting ready.
At 7:30 on the dot my door bell rang and there was JC, standing there in his Sunday best.
I was shocked at how nice he looked. I had his present on the hall table, so I picked it up and handed it to him. He looked at me all dreamily, and said simply. "It may be my birthday, but the best gift that you could have given me was just agreeing to come out with me tonight." I sighed, he always knew the right thing to say.
As it turned out the guys were throwing him a very formal gala for the big 2-5. So when we arrived everyone was all about who I was. Justin and Britney were there.
JC and I danced the night away, and it was an absolutely lovely. Then something happened. A reporter type guy tapped JC on the shoulder, so Jayce casually turned around.
"JC Chasez, this is not the woman alledged to be your girlfriend, can you please tell us why are you not here with your girlfriend of two years?" the reporter asked him. Something came over JC and there was this strange fury in his eyes. I thought for sure that C was going to unlease all of his beating wrath on this guy.
I turned JC away from him and just gave him some nice understanding eyes. I was telepathically telling him NOT to beat the guy to a bloody pulp. "Would you like to leave?" I asked him. "Yeah if you don't mind," he said. There all of a sudden Justin ran up with a camera and told us to smile. So we did.
After Justin left, we hopped into JC's car and rolled out to his house.
I was taken aback by the breath-taking view, but I regained my composure. "Oh, Jayce, I almost forgot. Happy Birthday !!" I hugged him and handed him a box. He opened it and he hugged me again. He absolutely loved what I got him.
He put on some soft music and we danced close to another. We moved our "private" party to the balcony located...
The "party" started to get a little hot and heavy, and after a little while this is all you saw.
So while JC and I were, ummm..., dancing, it was just how I imagined it. He beat me beautifully. Unfortunately there was no headboard hangover, cause we were outside. He's a talker though. I'm sure you DON'T want to hear this. So we retreated inside where we fell asleep in another's arms.
So we woke up the next morning, and he cooked me breakfast then he had his driver take us to my house. I sat with his arm around me while I slept in his lap. We got to my house. He told me, "I never had so much fun in my entire life. We'll have to do it again sometime." He kissed me and I went home. He got back in the car, and he was just so tired, he slept the whole way home.
I guess I tired him out !!
WE LOVE YOU !!!
Much Love,
Alli
