Wow, what I wouldn't give to be that bottle. Those beautiful, luscious lips around me like that. God. Does he have any idea what he looks like doing that?

"Justin?" Joey says.

"JUSTIN?" JC yells.

"What?"

"Where the hell have you been for the last ten minutes?" Joey questions.

"What? I've been sitting right here. What do you mean? Where have I been?

"Well, Justin," JC begins. "You may be sitting right here, but your mind has been somewhere else all week. Is there something wrong?"

"No. Look I just got a lot on my mind."

"Ok, that's cool. You know I'm here for you if you need anything right?" JC asks, walking off down the hall.

Damn, shake that ass. Wow. I gotta get me some of that. How do I go about getting some of that? Shit, he's gorgeous and he has no clue what he does to me. Hmmm. I'm gonna have to keep this bottle. It touched his lips. How I wish I could have been this bottle.

"Justin," Joey says.

"Hmm? What?"

"Damn, man. Can you get your head out of the clouds for five minutes? What the hell is with you?" Joey looks in the direction Justin is staring. "What the hell has got your attention?"

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." Justin states, looking in Joey's direction. "Did you want something?"

"Yeah. Do you want to play this game with me?"

"Sure. Not like I got anything better to do."

"Gee, thanks. That makes me feel really special."

"Sorry, Joe. You know I love to spend time with you. It's just …."

"Just what? What's the matter Justin? You can tell me?"

"Yeah, I can tell you and in five minutes everybody will know. No thanks. This is something that I need to figure out for myself. Thanks though."

"No problem man. Come on. Maybe playing this game will help keep your mind off your troubles for a bit."

"Thanks Joey. You're pretty cool."

"Yeah, I try."

Several hours, video games, and miles later they pull into the parking lot of a McDonalds to get some food.

"Hey, JC? You gonna go in?" Lance yells.

"Yeah. Give me a couple of minutes. I'll be right out. Hey, Justin. Come on. Time to get some grub."

"Alright. I'm coming. Shit, I wish. So what you gonna get Jayce?"

"I think I'll get a Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese, and Big Mac, Large Fries, and a Large Dr. Pepper. Why? What you getting?"

"No reason. Damn, he sure loves his Dr. Pepper. Wish I got as much attention as he gives that damn drink. I'm thinking about getting a couple of Big Macs, fries, and a McFlurry."

"A McFlurry? What's that?"

"What? You have got to be kidding me. You don't know what a McFlurry is?"

"No. Why? What is a McFlurry?"

"Wow. I can't believe you've never heard of them. Boy, you've got to try one. But you gotta get the right kind."

"Well, if you'd tell me what it is then maybe I might be able to understand a bit better."

"Jayce, it's vanilla ice cream with different types of stuff in them. My personal favorite is the Oreo ones."

"What? You actually eat those? Gross, no way. JC you gotta get the Butterfinger one, that's the best." Joey joins in.

"No way. The M&M ones are the best." Lance states as he walks by.

"Nope. You have got to try the Oreo one." Chris chimes in. "It's the best."

"Yeah. Finally someone with some taste." Justin says as he and Chris high-five each other.

"Whatever. You're all crazy." JC says and walks into the Micky D's.

"Ok. That was fun. What's up with him?" Joey asks.

"I don't know. Maybe all you guys trying to tell him what to order. Maybe we should just get him one and have him try them." Lance interjects.

"That's a great idea Scoop." Chris says.

The four of them walk in as JC is walking back out with his food. He has an extremely large cup of soda with him.

"Damn, Jayce! What you got in that cup?" Joey asks.

"Dr. Pepper."

"Figures." Justin mumbles. I wish I were that straw. Look at how those lips just wrap right around there. Damn, I got something you can wrap those lips around and it ain't now skinny little straw.

"Hey, Justin? You ok?" Lance asks from the doorway.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Come on. Gotta get back to the bus before Jayce ends up sleeping and he doesn't get to find out what a McFlurry is."

"Hi, may I help you?"

"Yes, (looks for name tag) Sarah. I'd like two Big Macs, a large fry, and two large Oreo McFlurries please." Justin orders.

"Yes sir. And you (she looks at Chris)."

"I'd like a Quarter Pounder, a large fry, and an apple pie, please."

"And you sir?"

"I'd like a Ceasar Salad Shaker, a McChicken, a small fry, and two large M&M McFlurries, please."

"And you, sir?"

I'd like a Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese, two Big Macs, a McChicken, a Ceasar Salad Shaker, two apple pies, and two Butterfinger McFlurries, please.

"Yes, sir."

She totals up their meal, they pay and get their food. The four of them walk back to the bus.

"Hey, Jayce? Where you at?" Chris yells.

"JaaaCeee?" Joey whines.

"JC? JC? Where oh where is JC?" Lance sings.

"Alright, what ever you all want, please just tell me so I don't have to listen to Lance singing those crazy songs. What is with you and making them damn things up anyway?"

"Hey, what can I say? I love to sing these silly songs. It's the only way I ever get to hear myself sing."

"Oh, right. How could I have forgotten? Silly me." JC states. "So what was so important, you had to interrupt my eating?"

"Well, Jayce. If you'd eat more than once a day you might not be starving now." Joey quips.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. So what did you all want?"

"Well," Justin starts. "I bought you a McFlurry to try." I'd like you to try a few other things too, but we won't go into that right now.

"Yeah," Joey butts in. "I got you one too."

"Me too," Lance states.

"Ok. (He looks at Chris) What? Nothing from you?"

"Nope. I agree with Justin about the Oreo one being the best and didn't see any reason to get you two of the same kind."

"Thanks. I don't suppose they have a Mint Chocolate chip one, do they?"

"No, Jayce, they don't. Sorry." Justin answers quietly.

"Just? Are you ok?" JC inquires.

"Yeah. Just kinda tired."

"Just? Can I talk to you for a few minutes? (JC looks at the others, they nod.) Come on. Let's go in the back for a few minutes."

"K. Is something wrong? Did I do something?"

"No. I just want to talk to you, Ok?"

"Ok."

They walk to the back. "So, what has been bothering you? You've been totally distracted for like three weeks now. You're starting to worry me, Justin."

"I can't tell you. You'll hate me and I don't want that. I couldn't handle you not talking to me."

"Justin, there is nothing you could tell me that would make me hate you. I mean nothing." JC picks up his Dr. Pepper and takes a drink.

Justin watches with rapt attention as the JC sucks the straw into his mouth. Damn, what do I have to do to get him to give me that attention? Just once, that's all I'm asking. "Do you really mean that, Josh? I mean really and truly?"

"Yes, Justin I mean that. There is nothing and I mean nothing you could tell me that would make me hate you? Nothing? Do you understand that?"

"Yes. I think so. But I still don't know if I want to tell you?"

"Just. I really wish you would tell me. I hate seeing you like this." JC takes another drink. "Please."

"Um. I'm….I'm …. I can't. Please Jayce. Just don't make me say it. Please?"

"Justin. (sigh) Please tell me. (Another drink, this time JC watches Justin's reaction.)"

Justin's eyes watch JC lips, "I can't Jayce. I don't want to lose you."

"Justin, baby, you aren't going to lose me." "Jayce, I'm … I'm… Shit, Jayce. I'm gay. Ok. There I told you."

"Ok, so you're gay. Is that the reason you thought I was gonna hate you?"

"Well, that plus, the fact that…" He trails off.

"The fact that, what? Justin?" JC raises his eyebrow.

"Jayce, please don't do this."

"Justin, will you just tell me and get it over with. Whatever it is you know I'm still gonna love you."

"Jayce, I'm in love with you. There you happy I said it." Justin states and drops his eyes to the floor.

JC smiles, lifts Justin's chin up and leans in, "It's about time you told me, baby. You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear that." He then proceeds to kiss Justin lightly.

Justin pulls back with a smile on his face, "You knew? How did you know? Was I that obvious?"

JC cuts off the questioning with another kiss. "No, You weren't that obvious. I just noticed this afternoon actually. I have to say that it was a nice surprise."

"So, you don't hate me?"

"No. Justin. I don't hate you. I told you before that I love you."

"I didn't realize you meant the same way as I do?"

"Yes, baby. Exactly the same way. I've been in love with you for so long, I can't even remember when it started."

"I can't believe it."

"Well, you better believe it. I plan on doing a lot of this in the future." JC leans in and kisses Justin again.

"Mmm. I sure the hell hope so. I don't think I'll ever get enough of that."

"So what exactly were you thinking when you were watching me drink my soda earlier? You ever gonna tell me?"

"Maybe someday. Right now, I'd really like another kiss. Please."

"Any thing you want baby, anything you want."

"Anything?" Justing smirks.

"Yes, baby. Anything."

"Ok. I want you to do to me what you did to that bottle earlier."

"What? What bottle?

"You know when you were drinking that bottle of Dr. Pepper earlier?

"Just, I was just drinking from the bottle. What exactly are you talking about?"

"Maybe we should wait a while for that. How bout for now you just kiss me some more?"

"I can do that. Do you think we should let the guys come back in here, baby?"

"Soooo, this is what's been bothering him all this time?" Joey asks, walking into the room.

JC and Justin pull apart. "Yeh, I think the moppy Justin is gone now."

"Well, thank God," Chris blurts. "I was getting a bit tired of that Justin. I want the happy one that pays attention to me and helps me torture everybody back."

"Oooh. It's a party. What'd I miss?" Lance babbles. "So did Jayce….?"

He trails off as he comes in. JC and Justin were kissing again.

"Well, it's about damn time. Can we see which McFlurry he likes now?"