| "Joey, get off of my foot!" Hope yelled. "How did you know it was me?" Joey asked, putting his left foot on another green circle. "The Superman socks gave it all away. Nah, actually, I'm physic." "More like psyco," JC muttered, trying to balence on one foot and one hand. "Shut your yap Chasez, it's your turn, now spin before Chris falls on me again," Hope said, trying to move from Chris' falling path. "I only fell once!" Chris yelled, kicking at Hope's leg, missing and hitting JC. "Oww, stop it! We played two games and you lost the last one. Left hand yellow." "That was not my fault, Hope started laughing and she hit my elbow." "You know, only four people are supposed to play this, not six," Lance complained from his spot under Hope's right arm. "It's more fun this way, right foot red," Justin said after taking his turn. "Can someone tell me how I'm supposed to do a split? That's impossible," Chris said, looking toward the yellow section. "You sure about that Chrissy?" Hope teased, reaching the yellow easily. "You wanna find out for yourself?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. "Hmm, lemme think a minute... NO," Hope said firmly. "Hold up a second, you wouldn't sleep with me?" Chris asked, clearly hurt by Hope's bluntness. "Chris, don't start," Hope groaned. "Left hand blue." "No, you know what, he has a good point," Joey said, reaching over to the blue section, "which brings up an all too important question that has been plaguing my mind since we met you. If you had to sleep with one of us, which one would it be? Right hand yellow." "Sleep with one of you? Guys, come on, that's weird, you're like my brothers," Hope said, stretching herself over JC's chest since he was doing a backbend to reach the yellow. JC looked up at her. "Hope, tell me. I'm quite curious myself, who would it be?" "JC! Stop it! I refuse to answer that question." "Why? Hope, which one of us would it be?" Lance asked, turning his head to face Hope. "Lance, I'm not answering the question because you people are morans, you don't sleep with your best friends, that's sick! And espically you people." "Hope, we're not letting this go until you tell us, left foot blue," Justin said. "Oh jeez... Okay, fine. You really wanna know?" Hope asked, stretching to reach the blue. "Yeah, we really wanna know," JC said, studying Hope's expression. Please let her say me, please please please... "Fine. If I had to sleep with one of you, it would be JC, are you happy now?" Hope said. "Left hand red." "Extremely," JC said, and then purposely fell, knocking over Hope. She landed on top of him, which was just begging for comments from the peanut gallery, a.k.a. the rest of 'N Sync. "Hey guys, if you're gonna do it, do it in the bedroom," Chris said, getting up. "I'm thirsty, anyone want?" "Yeah, we'll come with you," Lance said, pulling Joey and Justin to their feet in an attempt to leave JC and Hope alone. Hope watched as they left the room and got off of JC. She sat on the ground next to him as he sat up and began. "You'd sleep with me before anyone else?" "Well, yeah. I kinda have to tell you something, I've had this stupid crush on you since I met you," she said quietly, looking at her feet. JC smiled. "So have I," he said, lifting her chin with his hand. "You have?" she asked, clearly stunned. "Of course I have. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, inside and out. When I saw you, I knew what love at first sight felt like. I love you Hope." "I love you too, JC," she replied, barely getting out the words before JC leaned over and kissed her. |
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