Chapter 4 Josh lowered his head into his hands. Lance, his best friend, loved him. James Lance Bass was in love with him.  He couldn't believe it. The suite door opened quickly, and Josh looked to see who was coming out, but it was only Joey. Joey looked down at him and sighed softly. Motioning for Josh to be quiet, he shut the door and started to walk down the hall to him room waiting only a moment to see if Josh was following. When the two men reached Joey's room, he let them in and quickly shut the door behind them. "How much did you hear, JC?" Joey asked sitting on his bed. "Lance loves me?" Josh asked sitting on the bed next to his friend. "Yes, he does." "Oh, man," Josh cried. Joey put a comforting hand on his friend's back. "I am going to say this once and only once, JC. You are both my best friends. I don't want to see you hurt Lance if you don't feel the same, so if you don't just forget what you heard today." Josh stood up. "Forget it? My best friend is in love with me, and you want me to forget it." Running his fingers through his hair, JC flopped back on the bed. "Oh my God. What have I been doing to him? Every time I have some kind of problem, who do I run too? Lance, and all the time he was there for me telling me I would find someone." "Yeah. He has been a good friend to you, JC. That is just how he is. He just wants you to be happy. Even if it isn't him that ends up being the one making you that way." "Why didn't I see it, Joe?" Joey sighed. "Don't know, man. Been asking myself that. I saw it. Justin saw it. Everyone but you." Josh stood up. "I need to think about this. I'm not going to go to breakfast this morning. Cover for me." He walked over to the door looking through the peekhole before stepping out into the hallway. He made his way back to his room and closed the door behind him. Leaning against it, he sighed. 'How I could I not see it?' Pulling his shirt back off, he walked into the bathroom, and took a shower. Once clean and dressed, he sat on the edge of his bed. Joey had said not to tell Lance he knew if he didn't return the feelings. He didn't want to hurt Lance. Lance was his best friend, but how did he exactly feel for his friend. Could their be more there? Lance was always there for him. Helping him through things when he was down. Always trying to find him the perfect guy for him. Damn. How much had that killed Lance? Night after night. Club after club. Scoping it out for men for the man he loved. Could he love Lance? Lance with the eyes the color of jade and crooked smile. The man who was never far from his side. A smile crossed Josh's face. Yes, he could love him.   It could so easy to love Lance. They knew each other so well. Lance knew all of Josh's little faults, and yet he still loved him. Amazing. He would have talk to Lance. Just as he was getting ready to get up and leave his room there was a knock. He opened the door to discover Lance standing there. "We gotta go, C. Busy day ahead." Josh nodded. Now was not the time to talk. Closing the door behind him, he stepped out into hall next to the younger man smiling. "Let's go." BACK MENU NEXT