Chapter 18 Weeks passed from the Halloween night. School continued, and basketball season approached. Since that night, neither of them had brought up Justin telling Joey. After his words at the party, neither one of them thought it would be good for Joe to find out. Something else Justin didn't talk about with Lance was his overhearing Lance the night when he had said he loved him. He still couldn't believe it. They hadn't been together for very long. How could Lance love him? Justin looked up smiling as he heard the key in the door. Lance walked into the room throwing his backpack on the bed. Walking to stand behind Justin, he put his hands on his shoulders and bent over so his head was next to Justin's. "Hey, babe. What you doing?" Justin sighed. "English. Need to get this paper started, and I have practice an hour. First game of the season is in two days, so I know we will run practice late the next couple of days." Lance stepped back and pulled Justin out of his chair and into his arms. "I know you are worried about the game. Don't be. You are an awesome basketball player. As for the paper, if you need help with it, you know I am here." Justin sighed. "You're always here for me, Lance. I don't know what I would have done the last couple of months if you hadn't been." Lance pulled back and kisses Justin. "I'm here for you Justin, and I always will be cause I love you, baby." Justin opened his mouth to speak, but Lance shook his head. "You don't have to say anything, Justin. Just know that I love you." Justin smiled before claiming Lance's lips with his own. He lowered himself back to the chair at his desk and pulled Lance down so he was straddling him. The kisses between the two of them grew more and more passionate until Justin pulled back gasping for air. "Damn." Lance chuckled as he lowered his lips to nibble on Justin's neck. "What, baby?" Justin groaned pulling away from Lance. "You are just evil, you now that. You know I have to go to practice in like...," he looked at the clock on his desk "shit.. ten minutes. Now I am going to have very obvious problem." "And what is that, Justin?" Lance asked innocently. "Don't play dumb." Lance stood up glancing at the younger man's crotch. "Oops.Did I do that?" Justin groaned throwing a t-shirt at Lance. "Very cute. Yes, you did that." Just then their was a knock on the door. "Come on, Timberlake. Let's move it." Justin looked at the door briefly before cursing under his breath. "It's Joe. He can't see me like this, Lance." Lance thought for a second. "Think parents having sex." Justin made a face. "Eww, gross, Lance. Not a picture I enjoy." Lance laughed. "Did it work?" Justin sighed. "Yeah, but only use that one in dire emergencies. I think I am scarred for life." Joey pounded on the door again as Justin opened it. "We're going to be late, man. You know how coach gets when we are late." "I know. I know. Let's go." Justin glanced briefly back at Lance smiling before he shut the door behind him. changes 17 menu changes 19