¤ Stuck On You ¤

Chapter Four

JC walked out on to the stage. He knew something was up with Justin, he just hadn’t had time to talk with him. He was spending most of his free time with Adrea and Hailee.

JC sat down next to Justin, whose legs were hanging off the edge of the stage and he was looking up into the rafters.

“What’s so interesting about a bunch of bars welded together?” JC asked

Justin shrugged his shoulders, why did JC want to talk to him? He kept asking him self over and over again.

JC was one of Justin’s closet guy friends. He too had stopped talking a lot to Justin, he wasn’t upset with him as much as he was with Sarah, or him self at that matter. He always thought that it would be him and Sarah together, not some other guy and Sarah.

Justin sat up a little more and slid off the stage. He started to walk down each isle looking down at the floor most of the time.

“What do you think the fans would do if, at the beginning of this concert tonight I was up in the rafters. Right above the fans in the nosebleed seats. Just close enough for them to smell what I had ate just before I came on line, yet just far enough away so they won’t hurt me.” Justin said looking up at JC.

JC was still in the same place he had been in. He was listening to Justin and what he was talking about.

“I think they would be jumping to touch you, fall break something, we get sued.” JC said mater-of-fact

“So sue me, I’ve got plenty of money, we never get to see the fans up there, they never get to see me.” Justin said with a bitter laugh taking a seat 35 rows back. “Even the seats 35 rows back suck.” He yelled to JC

JC slowly got off the stage and made his way to Justin. He sat down a few seats next to him.

“Listen I know we are all on edge, we want to be home, in our own beds and some times we can’t stand the sight of each other.” JC said

Justin looked at his friend and eyed him, what was he talking about? He wasn’t on edge. None of them were on edge; they were like how they always are. Chris, hyper, Joey flirting, Lance business, business. JC music, music, music fans. He wasn’t the same, at the beginning of the tour he was happy, having a fun time being with Sarah. That changed she changed, she left him for Trevor, she hurt him.

When Justin didn’t say anything and kept looking at JC, he knew that as a sign to keep talking.

“You are a dear friend of mine also. You know I love you like a brother Justin.” JC said looking down. “If you yell at my sister for no reason again, I will have to do something about it.” JC said looking up

Justin was no longer looking at him. He was slanted down in his seat he had taken. His head was rested on the back of the seat and his hands were at his face.

A thousand things were running through his mind. He couldn’t stand being so close to someone yet so far away from them. JC was sitting here, worried about his sister; she wasn’t the one to be worried about. It him, the one sitting in front of you, depressed because he used to get everything he wanted and the one thing he truly wants he can’t have.

Justin rose from his chair, his shoulders were slumped his head was down with his hands clawing at his eyes. They were itching; tears were trying to make their way out of his body and into the world. Into the world that would be watching and waiting to attack, or help him.

JC watched as Justin walked past him, not saying one word and walked back towards the stage. He quickly got up and went after his younger friend. He knew then that something was wrong. It wasn’t like Justin to get told to do something and not say anything about it.

Justin walked by Hailee she was holding onto Sarah’s cell phone talking to Trevor.

“Yeah, she is talking to mommy.” Hailee said her leg bouncing on the ground where she sat. “Yeah she was upset, I’m not sure I think maybe Justin yelled at her again… Yeah he does, he isn’t happy with her….” Hailee kept talking; Justin blocked out her voice.

He didn’t want to hear Hailee telling Trevor how mean he was to Sarah. If Trevor had kept his hands and eyes away from Sarah, nothing would have gone down. Justin wouldn’t be yelling, he wouldn’t be depressed, he would be happy.

JC was close enough to talk to Justin when he walked into his dressing room and locked the door. He didn’t want to see anyone until show time. He just wanted to sit in his dark dressing room, until it was time to get ready. No one was going to make him happy; no one could ever make him feel happy, ever again. After an hour of sitting with no sound what so ever, Justin grabbed the remote off the coffee table and turned the TV on.

He turned on MTV2 and watched new videos from Europe. His head was pounding he had been thinking the whole hour. He needed to find him self, a girl friend. He has dated before just not in a while. He had been so busy with *NSYNC and actually having fun with Sarah, not thinking, maybe Sarah didn’t want him like he wanted her.

His eyes slowly started to shift down and close on him. The loud music of the TV started to fade out, he was now in a deep sleep. Only to be awoke by a bright light shinning in his eyes. His eyes slowly opened and the bright light made it harder for him to see. When his eyes got used to the bright light, he looked around and seen Sarah sitting in a chair. Her head was tilted and you could tell she had been asleep for some time.

Justin forced him self-up. He looked around and then looked at his watch, he had to leave in less the five minutes to get his hair and makeup done. Justin grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and laid it over Sarah’s body tucking it in around her to keep her warm.

What he didn’t expect was what happen next.

Sarah’s arm rose up and grabbed him around the neck; she pulled him down to her for a hug. When Justin started to stand up Sarah did the same.

“Please don’t go.” She said, her eyes were still closed Justin took a step back, losing his balance and falling back on the couch. Sarah falling to lay on top of him.

Justin was about to tell her to get off then stopped only to hear her coughing and sniffling. She was sick; she wasn’t one to get sick often, when she got sick it meant everyone was going to get sick. Justin shifted so that Sarah had her back on the couch. He pulled her hands away from his neck and got up. He covered her with the blanket and walked to the door.

What was he doing, the girl that he wanted was in his dressing room. She wanted HIM to hold her in HIS arms. Whenever she was sick he would take care of her. It went from when He was sick; she’d take care of him.

He ran into Adrea talking on her cell phone, literally ran into her. She was caring a few entertainment papers with pictures of him with Britney Spears. He groaned as he helped pick the papers up.

The rumor was starting up again. He told the world that they weren’t dating, he wasn’t even in the same town as she was when rumors started to fly around rooms. This time the rumor was even worse Justin read the caption and anger filled his eyes. “Ms. Spears to be *NSYNC with Justin Timberlake. The two have set a date to be wed.”

“Who the hell writes this shit up?” Justin asked, his voice carrying all the way down the hall.

“Britney gave a statement, J.” Adrea said snapping her cell phone closed.

“A what?” Justin asked his temperature boiling at this point.

He in no way was even close to Britney like that. He never tried to date her, let alone kiss her. He never liked her like that. They were friends, not after this. He was going to make sure to ruin her prefect, virgin name.

“I got it in a fax, come with me I’ll show you.” Adrea said walking down to a room. She opened the door; Hailee was playing Barbies with JC.

Adrea walked over to a table and grabbed the white paper with black writing on it. The fax was from Britneys publicist; it in fact had Britney telling how her and Justin Timberlake have been dating for four years, the ring on her left ring finger was from him. They would be getting married in six months.

Justin looked up at Adrea.

“Tell me there is a way… This isn’t true… There must be some way I can prove that I’m no way even into her….” Justin started looking at Adrea.

His heart was pounding he was angry. Why would anyone want to tell the press they were getting married to him? Why would Britney want to do that?

“If you had a girl friend and went public about it.” JC said looking up from the Kelly Barbies doll he was holding.

“That would work.” Justin said biting his lip.

“No, Justin it wouldn’t work.” JC laughed

“How would it not work?” Justin asked he just wanted this rumor about him and Britney to end forever.

“One, you don’t have a girlfriend. Two you don’t know anyone well enough to trust them to play as your girlfriend.” Adrea said typing up something on her laptop.

“Sarah, you know she would do this.” Justin said turning to the door.

“You know she won’t do this. You know she has a boyfriend.” JC said sitting up a little.

“Awe, we have to see, she has to do this. She promised me she’d help me if this rumor ever started again.” Justin said opening the door.

“Good luck finding her, know ones seen her since she got off the phone with Trevor over an hour ago.” Adrea called out as Justin ran to his dressing room.

What was he thinking, she wouldn’t act like his girl friend. She had her own boy friend, someone she did care for. He just couldn’t help but try. Sarah promised Justin 3 years ago that if the rumor ever started up she’d help in anyway she could.

Justin opened his dressing room door to see Sarah flipping through the channels. He sat down and looked at her, Sarah sat up a little. She had a tear stained face and her nose was running.

“Do you remember a few years ago, when you promised me that if the rumor about Britney and I kept coming out that you’d help in anyway?” Justin asked

Sarah looked at him for a few seconds before she spoke up, her voice was cracking.

“Yeah, I remember something like that why?” Sarah asked taking her eyes away from MTV News.

“She put a statement out saying we were getting married. The only way I can smash her evil ways, and ruin her goody name, is to come out to the public with a girl friend.” Justin said looking into Sarah’s eyes.

“You want me to find you a girl friend?” Sarah said coughing a little

“No, I only trust one person to fake it.” Justin said

“Listen, Adrea has a boyfriend. I can’t put a good word in for you, Hailee is way to young.” Sarah said sitting up and blowing her nose.

“Sarah, I’m asking you to do it.” Justin said making Sarah cough even more.

“I can’t do that!” Sarah said shocked. “I have a boyfriend Justin, if you haven’t noticed. I am not single; I’m not going to fool around. I’m not like that.” Sarah said

Justin looked at her, and he knew it was too much to ask her. Too much for her to handle, she couldn’t fake it when out side, and be with her boy friend Trevor when ever inside. It was just too much to ask for. He didn’t want to be linked to Britney Spears the rest of his life. He didn’t want people thinking he was getting married at 20.