When I came back out, I discovered JC sitting on my bed. He looked up at me and said, “You want to eat some breakfast with me before we head to the studio?”
“Sure,” I said and put on my shoes.
He stood up and walked over to the door, “You know Britney, it’s not good to leave your door unlocked.”
“I left it unlock?” I asked in surprise.
“Yeah,” he said.
I put on my jacket and walked out of the room with JC. “Where are we going to eat?” I asked as we waited for an elevator.
“I was thinking that maybe we could go to that diner by the studio,” he said as he brushed some hair out of my face.
“That sounds good,” I said as an elevator door opened. We walked in and JC pushed the button for the lobby.
We silently walked out of the hotel and into his rental car. Upon arriving at the diner, we discovered that there were hundreds of fans outside of the studio. JC picked up his cell phone and handed it to me, “Call Johnny.”
I dialed the familiar numbers and Johnny soon answered his phone, “Hello?”
“Johnny, we have a problem,” I said and looked out the window again before JC pulled into the diners parking lot.
“What doll?” he asked.
“There are a lot of people outside of the studio and we don’t have any bodyguards with us,” I said.
“Now that could be a problem,” he began, “where are you?”
“We’re by the studio, we’re at the diner,” I said.
“We as in who?” he asked.
“JC and I,” I said.
“Hang on, I’ll get in touch with you in a little bit,” he said.
“Wait,” I said.
“What?” he asked.
“I’m on JC’s cell phone,” I said.
“Okay,” he said, “I’ll call you right back.”
I hung up the phone and looked at his expectant face. “He’s going to call back,” I said.
“Well, I guess we can’t go inside because we may cause a riot. Who knows how many fans are in there,” he said and looked out his window.
We sat in utter stillness until the ringing of his cell phone broke it. I turned on the phone and answered it, “Hello?”
“Doll, I got some security from the studio to come and get you and JC,” he said.
“Okay, are they leaving now?” I asked.
“Yeah, is that okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, that’s fine,” I said, “thanks.”
“Your welcome,” he said.
I hung up the phone and said, “He got security to come and get us.”
“Okay,” JC said and looked at me, “maybe we could order something and have it delivered, like brunch or something.”
“Sure,” I said. I looked out the window and saw a car pulling up to us. Two men got out and I immediately recognized them as the security. I got out of the car and walked up to them, “How bad is it?”
I felt JC walked up behind me and put his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder and said, “Is there going to be any problems?”
“Its not that bad, and I don’t really think you’ll have any problems,” the tall one said.
“How long have they been there?” I asked.
“Since this morning,” the other one answered.
“Oh,” I said and got into their car, “Is there a back entrance?”
“Yeah,” the tall one said.
The two security guys got into the front seat while JC slid into the back next to me. We pulled out of the parking lot and drove behind the studio. There was a door being held open with a lot of security around.
As the car pulled to a stop, we got out and walked into the building. We quickly signed in and walked into our assigned room. JC immediately sat down and I stood next to him, picking up the sheet music.
“What song do you want to do first?” he asked.
“Dear Diary,” I said.
“Okay,” he said and turned on the machines.
I walked into the recording booth and set down the sheet. I put on the headphone and began to practice a little bit before we started. After a few minutes of him getting situated and I practicing, he asked into the microphone next to him, “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” I said.
I heard the opening chords of the song and closed my eyes, letting the music encircle me. I began singing with a passion I never felt before.
It was almost midnight when I finished the song. I sat next to JC and listened as he replayed the song. I was smiling ear to ear because it sounded better than before.
“This is really good Brit,” he said as the song ended.
“Thank you, and you’re a really good producer too. I couldn’t have done this without you,” I said.
“Really?” he questioned as he leaned toward me, pressing his lips gently onto mine. He cupped my face with his hands and pressed our foreheads together, looking into each other’s eyes.
“Yes, really,” I said and kissed him back. We cleaned up the mess we had made and headed out to the front desk. We noticed that a lot of the fans had disbanded as we looked outside. Yet, as a precaution, security drove us back to JC's car and soon we arrived at the hotel. As soon as we walked into my room, I laid down on the bed. JC sat down on the bed next to me and gazed at me. I closed my eyes as I kissed me. He laid down on his side next to me and began to kiss my neck. He ran his hands over my shirt and lifted it up over my head. He gingerly laid his body down on top of mine and began to play with the buttons on my jeans.
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I woke up the next morning in awe as I looked over at a handsome man lying next to me. I smiled as I remembered what we did last night. I looked over at the clock. It was 6 in the morning, but I felt too damn good to sleep anymore. Last night I lost my virginity to a man that I’m in love. I picked up the robe next to my bed and put it on as I stood up. I turned around and looked at JC as he tossed and turned in his sleep. I sat in a chair and found new amazement for this man as I studied him more. He was a mystery to me.
As long as I knew him, I never knew he liked me. I always thought that I was like a sister to him. I used to have the biggest crush on him when we where in the MMC. I was so ecstatic to go on tour with them last year because I still had that crush on him and he somehow managed to become even better looking than before.
I got out of the chair and walked into the bathroom. I got into the shower and began to wash my hair. I was almost done when I felt a familiar pair of hands wrap around my body, “Good Morning.”
“Good morning,” he said and kissed my neck.
“I had fun last night,” I said honestly.
“Do you want an encore?” he asked innocently as he turned me to face him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said as he took in every inch of me.
I would usually have felt self-conscious under his gaze, but I didn’t at all. I felt extremely comfortable, “Thank you.” I wrapped my arms around him and began to kiss him.
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