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-Joshua...- Jc sat upright in bed, his body slick with a thin sheet of sweat. Jc groaned and covered his face as he realized that he'd had another dream about Alex. "Aj." He said, correcting himself aloud. "Why do you talk like you're with him?!" -Because, you wish you were.- Said a voice in his mind. He groaned again and let himself fall over in bed. Partially because he thought he was going crazy and partially because it, whatever it was, his unconscious, insanity's voice, his inner child, or whatever, was right. He did wish he were with Aj. He felt it deep inside, nagging at him every time *NSync and Backstreet were forced to be in close proximity. He knew it this last time he saw him. When he and Justin met up with Bono and a bunch of other musicians to do the first video shoot of "What's going on?", something clicked. He just felt the last bit of uncertainty melt away and he knew. There was no denying anymore that he was in love with a backstreet boy. *********************************************** ***************************************************** Jc was running around his room. What am I going to wear?! I HAVE to look good! He thought to himself, rummaging through his clothes. -You sound like a girl.- "Shut up, you!" He said. "Excuse me?! Mr. 'Hurry up or we'll be late' and now YOU decide to take forever and make us late and now youre telling me to shut up?!?!" Huffed Chris through the door. Jc sighed and then remembered that he had black leather pants and the brown turtleneck from the "This I Promise You" video. He pulled those on along with black boots and a jacket. Glimpsing himself in the mirror as he left the room he thought Damn, I look pretty sexy in this... more surprised than conceited, and went out. "Oh! My! God!! Look who's FINALLY done getting dressed!" Cried Joey from the flowerpot in the hall he used as a chair. "Well, that's good. My clothes are just about out of style!" "Joey, your clothes were never IN style. And as for your jokes, well they do seem antique." Said Jc as he rushed out ahead of everyone, leaving them gaping before running to catch up. ****************The after party of the VMAs**************** "Jc, man, are you okay? You havent said a word all night." "Huh? What? Oh! I'm fine." Said Jc, instinctively staring in BSB's direction. "Yeah. That's why when we accepted the Viewers Choice all you said was 'Uh, thanks'. Huh?" "Whatever, man." Said Jc. He was watching Backstreet to make sure they stayed till the party cooled down. Sure enough, as was their usual they, along with *NSync and a couple of others were still there when the crowd thinned out. There were a couple of smashed presenters and in one corner, Britney was all over Justin in a way that didnt exactly scream 'virginal'. As he went over to get another drink, he heard somehing that made him smile. "Yeah, you guys go ahead. I'm just going to chill here for a while longer then head back to the hotel. I got no strength for another party...." "Well heres the address incase you change your mi..." It was Aj. The other 'Boys' were apparently heading off to another party. Jc soon craftily had convinced the other *NSyncers to leave for the party he overheard Backstreet talking about. As soon as he thought the others were gone for sure, he nonchalantly walked over to where Aj was standing. As coolly and emotionlessly as he could manage, he tried to start a conversation. "Sup?" Aj looked aroun and then back at him. "Me?" "Yeah. You." "Uh, not much, just chillin, I guess. Hey where are your lackeys?" He asked looking around. "Eh, they went off to some other party and I just wasnt up to it. You?" He asked, pretending to look around for people he knew werent there. "Same." "Hey, congrads on your awards tonight." "Thanks. You too." "So... Whatchu doin after this?" Asked Jc. "Eh, I dunno. Figured on going home. Why? You got better plans?" "What do you mean?" "Dotn play games. I know a come on when I hear it." Said Aj, turning to face Jc completely. Before he could stop himself, Jc gasped in shock. He hadnt expected to actually get any response... He'd hoped, wished, even.. but never thought he'd get more than a brush off. He couldnt think of anything to say. "What?" Aj asked, looking into his eyes for an answer. Aj read him like an open book and gave him a look that said 'Oh! You thought I was straight, didnt you?' With a sly smile he leaned over the table, taking a napkin and scribbling on it. -Pretend to sneeze- He mouthed. Jc obliged and Aj handed him two napkins, Jc pretended to use one and stuffed the other into his pocket. Aj started to walk away. Leave a few after me and meet me there." He whispered as he pased and went out the door. Jc went to the bathroom and looked ovr the paper. --Room #714, Top Floor. Ritz Carlton, Downtown-- |
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