"You don't like planes, do you?" the man next to me asked.
"Not really. I just have this phobia of it crashing," I said.
"Well, to tell you the truth, it’s very unlikely for a plane to crash," he said.
"I know, I'm still a little scared though," I said.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and got up once the plane was still. I grabbed my carry-on and purse and exited the plane. I walked over to where the entire luggage was and found mine quickly. "Hey babe," I heard someone say behind me.
I quickly turned around and found Dan standing there. I punched him playfully and said, "Don't scare me like that."
"I'm sorry, it's good to see you again," he said and gave me a hug.
"It's good to see you again too," I said. We walked out of the airport and got into his car. It didn't take that long to get to the hotel and I turned to Dan when he pulled up to it, "Thank you for picking me up today. Call me, we have to hang out later."
"Will do, Brit," he said as I opened the passenger side door and got out. He popped open the trunk and I got out my suitcase. "Bye Dan," I said to him before I walked into the hotel.
I walked up to the front desk and the assistant manager asked, "May I help you?"
"Yeah, I have a room on reserve," I said.
"Name?" she asked.
"Britney Spears," I said.
"Yeah right," she said without looking up, "name?"
"Britney Spears," I said again and took off my sunglasses.
"Listen, for the last time," she said looking up.
"Hi," I said as shock registered on her face.
"I'm so sorry, please sign here," she said and showed me where to sign.
"It's okay," I said and smiled at her.
"Here's your room key. Hey Tony, help would be appreciated," she called to one of the bellhops.
"I'll take this," he said and grabbed my suitcase for me.
"Room 1248, level 8," she said.
I followed Tony over to the elevator and put my sunglasses back on. When we got to my floor, he turned to me; "Can I have an autograph?"
"Sure," I said smiling.
"Thanks," he said as we walked down the hall to my room.
I unlocked the door and we walked in. He set down my suitcase and pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, "Do you have a pen?"
"Yeah," I said and took one out of my purse. He handed me the piece of paper and I scribbled down my name. I put my pen back into my purse and pulled out some money for his tip. I handed it to him along with the autograph.
"Thank you so much Britney," he said.
"Your welcome, and thank you for bringing my suitcase up here," I said.
"I'll never forget this moment," he said and left the room.
I chuckled to my self and set me suitcase on the bed. I changed into a different outfit and fixed my hair. I was just about to put on a little make up when there was a knock on my door. I got up and answered it, but no one was there. I was about to shut the door when JC jumped out in front of it. "Hey Brit," he said and gave me a big hug. He practically lifted me off the floor as he gave me a hug.
"Hi," I said and put my arms around him. After a few minutes, we let go of each other and walked into the room.
"Do you wanna go out to get something to eat?" he asked while looking at the various things I had placed on the desk.
"Sure," I said and sat down. I put on a little bit of make while JC made himself comfortable and turned on the TV.
"I love this movie," he said aloud.
"What movie?" I asked.
"Star Wars," he said. After a few minutes of watching it, he said, "New game plan. How about we order room service and watch movies," he said.
"That sounds fine," I said, picking up a menu on the desk. Looking it over, I decided to get a cheeseburger with french fries. "Here," I said and handed him the menu.
He looked it over and then looked at me, "What are you getting?"
"A cheese burger and french fries," I said.
He looked back down at the menu and asked, "Do you just wanna get a pizza instead?"
"That’s fine," I said and sat down on the bed next to him. "What's on after this?" I asked.
"I don't know," he said.
"Do you want me to order the pizza now?" I asked.
"Yeah, will you?" he asked.
"Sure, what toppings do you want?" I asked.
"It doesn't matter," he said.
"Is a plain fine?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said.
I walked over to the phone and dialed the room service number that was on the menu. I ordered the pizza then got some money out of my purse, "Do you want a Pepsi?"
"Yeah," he said.
I opened the door and walked down the hall to where the soda machine was. "I put in some money and got us two Pepsi's. I walked back to the room and handed him his drink. "This is like old times, huh Brit?" he said.
"Yeah," I said remembering when I went on tour with them, every night we all would order food and watch movies together. I sat down on the bed and took a sip of my pop. "So, how did you get to become my producer?" I asked playfully.
"I really don't know. I mean, why would I want to produce anything from you," he said sarcastically.
"Thanks, love you too," I said and set my drink onto the table next to the bed.
"You know it," he said.
"Oh really," I said and got closer to him. He rolled over onto his back and looked at me. I continued to get closer and closer to him and he closed his eyes. I took this opportunity to tickle him for saying that.
"Hey," he yelled out as I tickled him. He managed to flip us over so that I was now on the bottom and he was on the top and tickling me. He hovered over me and said, "Now look who's on the other side."
I closed my eyes as I expected him to tickle me again, but instead, I felt his soft lips press against mine. I opened my eyes as he pulled away. He grinned sheepishly at me and kissed me again. This time I wrapped my arms around him and really enjoyed the moment. The loud knocking on the door interrupted our kiss. JC sat up as I got off the bed and answered it. "Room service," the man said and handed me the pizza, "do you want me to charge it to the room?"
"Yeah," I said and waited for him to walk away. I shut the door and set the box on the bed between JC and me. "Dig in," I said and opened the box. I pulled out a piece and took a few bits and noticed JC didn't get any yet. I looked over at him and he was looking at me. "Don't you want any?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said and got a piece.
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