"Woah, since when is the Justin Timberlae up at," he checked his watch to see the time. "8:30!?!"

"Couldn't sleep," he answered quietly, not even looking up from his cereal. Chris grabbed a bowl and sat down across from him.

"It's about Katie, isn't it?" When Justin didn't answer him, he continued talking. "Ok, you two are never mad at each other unless one of you did something really bad, so spill it. What'd ya do, J?"

"Something stupid."

"Yeah, we cleared that one up last night buddy. What did you do that was stupid?"

"Something."

"What the he-"

"Hey guys, thanks for waking me up," Joey said sarcastically as he walked into the kitchen. "What are you yelling about now?"

"Katie. He refuses to say what he did that was so wrong last night."

"Lay off him. He doesn't have to tell you guys if he doesn't want to," a new voice said entering where the three were. Justin looked up to see Katie. Her eyes were a little red and puffy from crying, and it broke his heart to see her like that. He stood up and walked over to her so he could hug her, all he wanted to do was hold her in his arms. She simply looked at him with cold eyes and said, "get away from me." She walked out of the kitchen with a glass of orange jusice and headed to her room. She went over to her desk and took out her diary, the one thing she could write in whenever something was wrong and she had no one to talk to about it. There weren't very many entries in it because almost every time something was wrong, Justin was the one she told, even if she had to call him because he was on tour.

Dear Diary,

Right now I really don't know what to do. Last night, Justin kissed me, and I exploded, calling him a jerk and running inside. I don't know why I did it because in the past few days, I've been starting to want him as more as a best friend. For the first time in years, I feel like I can't even talk to him and I hate it.

"Talk to him." Katie was startled when she realized Nikki was standing in the doorway listening to her read what she had written aloud.

"I-I can't," she said, with tears beginning to fill her eyes once again. Nikki came and sat beside her on the bed.

"Katie, he likes you, you like him, what's so confusing?"

"He's my best friend, Niki. He always has been and I can't lose him because of some puppy love."

"I guarantee you, this is no puppy love, you're gonna talk to him today, I don't care if you want to or not either."

"Fine."

Katie stayed in her room practically the whole day. JC Joey, and Chris had gone to Disney for the day, Lance wasn't feeling well so he was in bed, and Nikki was at work. She wasn't sure where Justin was, but she figured he wasn't home. She walked downstairs and into the living room, and was glad when she didn't see anyone in there because she didn't feel like talkin to anyone. She walked around to sit down on the couch. She wasn't paying much attention so she flopped down on one end of the couch.

"Ahh! Oww!"

"Oh my God," she said, standing up and getting off the pair of legs she sat on. "Justin, why the hell are you here?"

"Umm I was trying to get some sleep since I didn't get much last night."

"Fine. Bye."

"Katie- wait."

"No, you were trying to sleep. Bye."

"Katie, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!"

"Oh SHUTUP!" She nastily yelled to him as she ran back to her room. She knew she just couldn't run away from him forever, but she was just so scared to face him.

"C'mon in, Nik."

"Hey, did you talk to him?" When Katie didn't answer Nikki got a little angry. "Katie! It's 10:30 pm and you said you'd talk to him today!"

"There's still another hour and a half!"

"No, go. He's in the back," she said while pushing Katie out the door. Katie slowly walked downstairs and to the french doors leading to the back. She took a deep breath when she saw him laying on one of the lounge chairs with his hands folded behind his head.

"Here it goes," she said to herself and began walking to him. She got behind him and quietly spoke. "Hey." He turned around, glad to hear here and that she was finally going to talk to him.

"Hey, can we talk?"

"Yeah, why the heck did you think I came out?"

"I don't know, come on, let's go sit by the edge of the pool."

"You better not throw me in."

"Don't worry, c'mon." He grabbed her hand and led her to the edge, where they sat next to each other with their feet in the water.

"Look, Katie, I'm sorry for kissing you, it's just, I felt like I had to. I don't really want this to change our friendship, but it will obviously feel a little weird at first. But, I felt you kiss back, and you know you did. I just don't understand why you did if you obviously don't have feelings for me in that way."

"Justin," she began, looking down into the pool. She was quiet, not knowing what to say. Justin thought Katie didn't like him in that "way", and that's what her mind was telling her, and she wanted to believe it. "I, oh I don't know!" she said and broke down crying. He put an arm around her and pulled her into a hug, letting her cry into his chest. "Justin, I just don't know what to do," she said, looking up into his eyes.

"It's ok, shhh," he said, trying to calm her down. After she calmed down a little bit, she turned to him.

"Ok, listen to me on this one. I just feel like you are my best friend, and always have been, and I think it'd be much better for us to, to stay just friends." What she said killed her, because she what she really wanted to do was hold him and kiss him like the night before, but she wouldn't allow herself to do that. After a little hesitation and dissapointment, he finally replied.

"Ok, if that's what you really want."

"It is," she lied.

"Ok," he said and nodded at the same time. "Well, come on, let's go back inside." They walked back in in silence. Katie was killing herself inside for saying she would only be his friend, but she knew it was impossible for her to date him. She just had to keep telling herself she couldn't date him, and maybe soon she would start believing she didn't like him.