"Crap, I'm already ten minutes late and I have no clue where I'm going." Stephanie Thompson, a busy 18 year old, complained as she looked at the clock in her Saturn. "Ok, I'm on Tropical Ave. Take a right then keep left, second house on the left," she cited the directions her 20 year old brother had given her to his new house. She glanced down at the directions again, not realizing there was a car pulling out of a driveway up ahead. Before she could put on the brake, Steph crashed into the back end of the car. "Great, now I'm really gonna be late. Oh, even better. It's a Mercedes. Just what I need, some old rich guy suing me for bumping into one of his many cars," she muttered to herself. When she got out of the car and went over to make sure the driver ok he stepped out of the car looking very mad. What surprised Stephanie was that he wasn't some old dude, he was a young, very good looking blond boy. "Umm, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention, are you ok?" The man didn't seem to notice she was standing there, he had run around the back of the car to see how bad the damage was. "Show's how much he cares about other people getting hurt," she mumbled under her breath. "Umm, sir?" He finally turned around and gave a small smile. "I'm sorry, I wasn-"
"I know, I heard you the first time, sorry but I just got this car and I wanted to see how bad the damage was."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll pay for the damages," Stephanie said, not even knowing what damage she had done.
"Nah, there are only a few scratches, don't worry about it." He walked over to her and extended his hand. "I'm Justin."
"I'm Steph," she said, shaking his hand.
"Did you say you were looking at directions?" Steph nodded her head, realizing how incredibly cute this kid was. "How can you get lost up here!?!"
"Well, actually, I've never been here abd I'm trying to find my brother's house."
"Oh? What's his name? Maybe I know him."
"Dan Thompson." A smile appeared on Justin's face.
"So, you are the Steph he talks about all the time!"
"You're friends with him?" She asked, amazed with her luck that her brother had such a hot friend.
"Friends!?! With that loser? I think not!" Steph's smile faded and a look of disgust came upon her face. She loved her brother and was not about to have any sort of relationship with someone who talked about Dan like that, especially to her face. "Yo, chill girl! I'm kidding! Me and Dan are tight brothas!" He gave her a slight punch on her shoulder. "Smile?" Justin pleaded with a puppy dog face that melted her heart. "Thank you. Now, you were going to your brother's house?"
"Yep."
"Ok, mind if I ride with ya? That way I'll make sure you get there!"
"Ok, I guess." He flashed a smile and parked his Mercedes back in his drive way and walked back to her car. He hopped in, surprised by how much stuff was in her car.
"Uh, that's a LOT of stuff!"
"Really, aren't we just a genious!"
"No, well, yeah. Nevermind. Why do you have so much stuff?" He asked, embarassed by his comeback.
"Well, I'm staying with him for a few weeks, I had to get away from home for a little while," she lied.
"It looks like you're moving in! Oh, take a right there." She was glad he believed her story, she wasn't about to tell him the real reason she had left. They rode in silence for the next few minutes until they got near her brother's road. "It's right here. His house is the second on the left. You do know that since you brought me here you'll have to bring me home, right?"
"I'm aware," she said, revealing no emotion at all.
"Or, I could just, ya know, sleep in your room tonight..." he chuckled as his voice trailed off.
"Well, sex boy, I'm sorry but there won't be any foom in my bed! Ya know, I got all my guys coming over tonight, I think I'll sleep with, umm...Ricky tonight. They would be very jealous to see someone as cute as you there too." Justin just stared at her, amazed at what she just said, even though he knew it wasnt true. She looked over and just laughed at him. "But yes, I think I'll manage bringing you home."
"Girl, we are gonna get along just fine," he said shaking his head and smiling at the same time. They got out of the car and walked up to the door. Justin knocked, and no one answered. He knocked again, and still no one answered.
"C'mon, maybe he's in the pool." He grabbed her hand and they ran around back, but he wasn't there. "Ok, maybe not."
"Hey, there's a note on the door," she read the note aloud. "'Steph, hey girl, wud up? Sorry I'm ont here but I am at my girlfriend's house, I'll be back by ten. Love, Dan.' How sweet of him," Steph said, obviously upset that he wasn't there. Her eyes got watery and a single tear fell down her cheek. She quickly turned to walk away so Justin didn't know she was crying.
"Hey, come here," he grabbed her arm and hugged her tightly. "It's ok," he quietly whispered.
"He would rather see his girlfriend instead of me!" She quietly cried into his shoulder, and when she had finally stopped crying Justin pulled away and led her back to the car. "Where are we going?"
"Back to my house, there's nothing to do here." She just shrugged and got in the car and began to drive to his house.
When they got there he showed her around the house, then told her to change her clothes.
"Why should I change?"
"Because I'm taking you out to dinner, so you can get your mind off things."
"Ok," she began walking to her car to get her stuff, but suddenly stopped. She turned around and looked at Justin, who was about to go upstairs. "Hey, Justin?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks." He smile and dissappeared upstairs.
When Steph was finally changed, she walked out of the bathroom to find Justin watching SportsCenter. He looked up and his eyes widened. Steph just laughed at his reaction.
"Wow, you umm, you look nice." She had on black capri pants and a baby blue spaghetti strap tank top. She had the perfect figure, and was used to guys drooling over her.
"Thanks, so do you." He had on khaki shorts, a wife beater, and a baby blue pull over shirt.
"Thanks. Well, shall we go my lady?" He asked in a British accent holding out his hand.
"Yes, we shall!" She took his hand and walked out to his benz. "I like your car."
"Oh, thanks, I just bought it for my 18th birthday."
"You bought it? Geez, you must be loaded!" He smiled, glad she didn't know he was from 'N Sync, he liked a girl who liked him for him and not for his fame. "So, where are we goin?" She asked.
"The Shaque. It's a really nice barbeque place."
"Really nice?"
"Really nice."
"Thanks for tellin me! I should have brought more money!" She said, worried this was a real expensive place.
"Money? For what?" He asked with a smile.
"No, Justin, no you are NOT paying for my dinner."
"We'll see about that."
They sat through dinner talking about everything. They basically let out everything about themselves, but each kept in one major secret. Justin did not say he was from 'N Sync, because he was afraid Steph would treat him different. Steph did not tell him the real reason she was visiting Dan because it was very personal. Justin did end up paying for dinner, and then they left the restaurant. "Well, it's 8:45 now, what do you wanna do?" He asked her, with an idea in his head what he wanted to do.
"Umm, I don't know, why don't you show me the city? I've never been to Orlando before."
"No problem, I'll bring you to ever place I can think of."
Two hours later, they pulled into Justin's driveway, and Steph was asleep.
"Steph, wake up, we're back," he softly said while shaking her shoulder.
"Huh? Oh, sorry," she smiled and blushed a little, embarassed that she had fallen asleep.
"That's ok. What do you wanna do? I could bring you home or you can come in and watch TV or something."
"Ok, I guess I'll come in, but i shouldn't stay for too long." They walked in and Justin got her a glass of soda and they sat and watched TV. Within ten minutes Justin noticed Steph was asleep and he figured he'd let her stay and just explain to Dan tomorrow. Justin went upstairs and got a blanket for Steph. He went back down and layed her across the couch. He placed the blanket on her, kissed her forehead, and quietly walked upstairs.