~*Crista's Hope*~

Chapter 7

"Chris c'mon we have a meet n greet in a half hour!" Jesse said shaking Chris from inside the hotel. "Huh what?" he said rolling over and looking at Jesse blankly. " MEET 'N' GREET, HALF HOUR, GET UP!" he yelled. Chris jumped up and ran in the bathroom to get ready. He came out 15 minutes later and was ready to head down into the bus. They finally got to where it was and there were screaming fans outside. The guys sat at the table and waited. "Hey guys, remember Jason?" frankie said suddenly walking over. "Oh yeah he was like an assistant producer/organizer type dude last tour...why?" Greg asked. "He's joining us again. He's showing up here...with Erin" he said. Everyone looked at chris. "Erin," chris asked nervously. Chris and Erin had some fling last summer, it didnt mean much to Erin, but it did to Chris and he was heartbroken when she told him it was just a little crushing thing. "Oh, Erin. Yeah, cool," Chris said shrugging like it was nothing. The guys looked at him a little shocked, they knew how much he liked Erin and how was he going to react this time, and the fact that he was with Crista. Just then they heard tons of screaming girls. "Brace yoursleves...they're letting them in," Frankie said dratmatically. The girls fled into the room and began to get in line. Finally the last girls left and the guys were talking amongst themselves. "Hey guys!" they heard someone say, they looked up and saw Jason. They all said hey to him happy to see him again. He stepped aside and there was his daughter Erin. Chris froze and didn't know what to do. She had long silky black hair past her hips with hypnotizing emerald green eyes. She said hey to the guys and peered at Chris and took a step towards him. "Hi Chris," she said nervously. "Oh hi...Erin, it's been a long time" he said trying to laugh alittle. "Yeah it has, look I know you're busy now but will you meet me outside in a little bit, I have something important to say," she said with a straight face. "Sure," he said not knowing what to expect. After awhile he found time to sneak outside. There was erin waiting for him. "Hey," he said wallking up to her. "Hi," she said. "Soo theres something you wanted to say?" he asked after the long pause. "Oh yeah, Chris I know that last time I was here I hurt you..." she trailed off as he sighed. "But I was young then, I didn't know what love was. I thought everything was a game. But now I see that I really did infact like you much more," she said. Chris felt strange. He was acually happy to hear this, but what about Crista? He truely loved Crista. But he seemed to be liking Erin again. And how was he gonna fight it when she was going to be with him every second. "Look Erin, I have a girlfriend back home," he began. She put her head down in dispointmet. "But..." he said as she looked up with anticipation. "But it doesn't mean we still can't...ya know hang out," he said with a half smile. She smiled back at him and went into his arms for a long embrace.

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It was 6 AM and here was Crista in the studio half awake sitting at the conference table wating for Steven. Her eyes were barely open and she felt herself drifting. "GOOD MORNING!" a loud voice came as Crista jumped. "Brandon! Geesh," she said in a mean tone, but when she turned around she couldn't help but smile...he was gorgeous. He had brown hair that was spiked up with tanned skin and chocolate brown puppy dog eyes. He was beautiful inside and out. "Sorry did I scare you?" he asked innocently. "Yeah kinda," she said. "Aww lemme make you feel better," he said. She turned her head only to be surprised by a tender kiss from him. She stood still for a moment still in shock. She was about to kiss him back when she realized who it was. She pulled back and just looked at him for a second. "What's wrong?" he asked concerned. "Brandon...we...we can't it's wrong I'm sorry," she said turning her head. "Crista I...I'm sorry it's just how could I not kiss you I missed you for so long, and I really do love you," Crista just kept her head turned, she didn't wanna look him in the eye. "I know Brandon, but think about what you did to me before you go telling me these things," she said walking out of the studio door. Brandon jumped up and flew out the door grabbing Crista's wrist and spinning her around. "Crista I'm sorry! Just please give me another chance!" he said with plead in his eyes. "I'll think about it," she said sternly. He smiled at her and walked back to where he had to be.

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That night Crista was on chris' computer just surfing a little later than she should have been. "Gosh my neck hurts," she said to herself outloud while moving from side to side. She felt a hand on her shoulder that began to massage her she turned around quickly to see Chris' gorgeous face. "Oh my God Chris!" she screamed jumping up at the speed of light and into his arms almost knocking him backwards. "Hey," he said laughing a little. "Why are you here?" she said sudenly pulling back. "Our producers agreed to let us come home EVERY holiday, Thanksgiving qualifys! Even though it's a week away," he said smiling. "I'm glad your here," she said. "I'm glad to be here!" he said excitedly. "Geesh what time is it?" she said looking around for a clock. "Hmm 10:00," he said looking at his watch. "Wow, I'm tired," she said rubbing her eyes. "Oh thanx, I come home and you wanna sleep," he said playfully. "I bet you're tired too, that flight must of been exhuasting," she said. "Yeah actually I am," he said stretching a little. "Well I'm going to bed," she said starting to walk out of his room. Chris ran up and pulled her wrist back and stepped in front of the door. "Ha, you're trapped!" he said jokingly. "C'mon Chris I'm not in the mood for games I wanna sleep!" she said begging him ready to fall asleep standing up. "You can sleep in here with me!" he said flirtatiously stepping away from the door. Crista gave a devilish grin and ran to the door to get away. She opened it and only managed to get a quarter of the way down the hall until she was attacked by Chris and they both fell to the floor clumsily as they laughed hysterically. "What's going on?" Mrs. Trousdale said walking upstairs seeing them laying on the hallway floor laughing. She stood there and waited for them to notice her and they both jumped up and acted serious. She looked at them sternly but then just shook her head laughing and walking away.

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Chris and Crista were watching a movie when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Crista said before Chris could. She answered it to see Brandon standing there. "Brandon this isn't a good time," she said frantically looking back. Brandon walked inside. "I'm sorry Crista but I have to let you know this," he said. "Brandon please!" Crista said getting more worried. Before she knew it Brandon had his arm around her waist and their lips were touching. Crista backed away and then saw Chris standing there with the most heartbroken face in the world. "Chris..." she said walking towards him. He ran upstairs and returned shortly with his coat. He layed a small grey box on the table and went out the door. Crista stood there shaking her head ready to cry. "Who was that?" Brandon questioned. "Chris! You know, my BOYFRIEND. Brandon I think you should leave," she said. "But..." he said in protest. "Just go," she said with a forceful voice. He just sighed and left. Crista closed the door and leaned against it as tears filled her eyes. She glanced over at the box Chris layed on the table and went over to it. She slowly opened it and saw a silver music note charm on a matching chain. On the back it was engraved with her name and there was a small piece of paper under it. She took it out unfolding it and reading the words in black ink.

Someone...Somewhere
Dreams of your smile
And while thinking of you
Feels that life is worthwhile
So whenever you're lonely
Remember its ture...
Someone...
Somwhere
Is thinking of you

After reading it she realized the tears that once filled her eyes were falling down her cheeks. She wasn't sure what to do so the did the only thing she could think of.

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Chris walked down the empty streets as the brisk fall air made his cheeks cold. Se was going to Jason's. He was always the advice giver and was the closest person he could think of. He walked up the steps to his door and knocked hoping it wasn't too late. Erin answered and looked at Chris confused. "Hey Erin is your dad here?" he asked. "No, he won't be here tonight. Is something wrong?" she asked noticing how down he looked. "Yeah, it's just with my girlfriend. But it's not that important I guess I'll see him tomorrow" Chris said about to walk away. "Chris," she said as he turned back around. "I may not be the best at this type of thing but I can give it a shot," she said with a warm smile. He gave one back and walked inside. "Lemme take your coat. Just stay here while I put it away. Make yourself comfortable," she said. She was about to hang his coat in the hallway when she heard his cell phone go off in his pocket. She picked it up and looked at the caller ID. "Hmm," she said with an evil smirk seeing Crista's name. "Hello?" she said in her high pitched voice. "Uh I think I have the wrong number," she said on the other end. "No, this is Chris' cell. I'm erin hes at my house may I help you?" she said with an additude. "Um no that's fine...bye," she said hanging up. Erin clicked the button happily and slipped it back in his pocket walking back to where Chris waited.

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Crista hung up the phone, layed it down on the counter and just stared at it. "Who was that girl," she said to herself. Just then Mrs. Trousdale walked down. Crista quickly wiped away her tears and turned around. "Hi," she said trying to hide the pain in her voice. "Hi," Mrs. Trousdale said uneasily. "Where's Chris?" she asked. "Oh he had to pick something up. Well I'm tired. Off to bed now! Good nite," she said running upstairs. Mrs. Trousdale watched her go up and knew something wasn't right.

to be continued.

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