Justin Timberlake FanFiction

~*A Fan's Dream Come True*~
A Justin Timberlake Story
Original Fanfic by Meg
TheCurly3@yahoo.com

After Justin's small "incident" the rest of the song, and the concert, went quite smoothly. The finale of the show was amazing and the roar of the crowd continued for several minutes after the guys had dissapeared from the stage.

Michelle and Samantha's voices were quite hoarse from all the screaming and their ears rung loudly. Neither one of them wanted it to be over, they wished the concert could've lasted forever. As they started leaving their seats, their eyes were glued to the stage, hoping that the guys would jump back up there and do one more song, but of course they didn't, the show was over.

Michelle's smile slowly started to fade as she was brought back to reality. Those months and months of anticipation were over, the concert was done, and now all she had to look forward to was the hope that *NSync would come around again next year, and that she would be able to get tickets to the show.

As they passed by the front corner of the stage Michelle felt a strong hand reach out from behind a barrier, grasp her by the wrist, and pull.. hard. She was about to scream for help when another large hand clamped down over her mouth, cutting off any sound that might escape.

"SHHHHHH!" the owner of the hands whispered.

She saw herself being pulled back, underneath the front of the stage and she began to panic. Her father had always warned her about being careful in large crowds, and about strangers, and the dangers of being alone with them. And now it was happening. It was like one of those "women as victims" movies that were on tv all the time.. she knew what would happen if she didn't get away. Her eyes grew wide with fear, as she still couldn't see her kidnapper behind her, pulling her farther and farther away from the crowd of girls and Samantha.

*Samantha!* her mind screamed. She would turn around and realize Michelle was gone, and then she'd come looking for her. But could she reach her in time? How would she find her? Her mind raced, lost and confused. She only knew one thing. She had to get away, any way possible. So she opened her mouth and bit down as hard as she could on the hand that muted her calls for help.

She heard a cry of pain from her captor as both hands set her free. She instantly pulled away, but was caught again by the wrist before she could run. She squirmed and struggled to break free again until she heard a soft, calming, familiar voice behind her: "Will you stop already?"

She spun around quickly and was met with Justin's pain-sticken face. "What do you think you are doing?!?" she demanded.

"I had to see you again," he said, gazing down at her.

"So you practicaly kidnap me?!?" she screamed in confusion.

Justin brought a finger up to her lips, "Shhh.. not so loud... Do you realize what would have happened if that entire crowd of teenage girls you were near saw me? Or if they knew I was here right now? Let me just tell you, I definetly wouldn't be standing here talking to you... I probably wouldn't be alive."

She looked up at him and saw that he was smirking. "Well, you scared me to death!" she whispered. "I thought you were some stranger and that you were going to do something horrible to me!"

"Yeah, I could tell that after you bit me," Justin said, half-laughing. He pulled up his hand and showed her the broken skin.

Michelle took his strong hand in both of her small, slender ones, "Oh my goodness, look what I've done to you!" She lightly touched it, and she felt as if she was going to cry. "I'm so sorry.. if I only knew.. I wouldn't have.."

He looked down at her. The way she touched him was so gentle, a total contrast to the firery girl he had met a few hours earlier. She was just full of suprises. "No, it's my fault. You just did what you thought you had to do. I'm sorry I scared you."

Then a smirk grew across his face, "You know.. I think you've grown in the small time I've known you. A few hours ago, you only came up to my chin, and now look, the top of your head is almost at my nose."

Michelle dropped his hand and looked up at him, as her face turned all shades of red. She stepped back and held out her foot, turning it a little to show off the shoe she was wearing, "They're platforms. I'm at least 2 inches taller!"

He laughed, and Michelle's heart leaped at the sound of his laughter. She put her foot back down and smiled back up at him. "Why did you feel you had to see me again?" Her heart pleaded it would be an answer she wanted to hear.

"Well, I realized that when I got back in the car to come back here, that I never got your name."

"It's Michelle," she whispered.

"Michelle..." He said it softly and she swore she almost felt her heart stop. "What's wrong?" he looked down at her, worried.

"Nothing.. just to hear you say my name.. it's.. amazing."

"You're amazing, Michelle." He took her by the wrists, much more gently than he had a few moments ago, and pulled her towards him, bent his head, and kissed her.

Michelle had been kissed before... but it was never like this. His kiss made her breath catch her in throat, and her mind went blank. She couldn't seem to think of anything, except how Justin's lips felt against her own. It was wonderous, and at the same time, completely frightnening. It seemed to last forever, but as soon as Justin broke away, Michelle felt that it had ended to soon.

Michelle looked up at him, a stunned and amazed look on her face. Justin took one look at her and turned away, focusing his eyes on a spot on the ground. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," he mumbled softly.

"No.. it's.." Michelle was suprised to find her voice came out barely a whisper.

"No, I really shouldn't have done that. It's just that I'm not that kind of person," Justin started to explain. "I just met you today, yet everytime I come around you, I end up doing something completely not like me at all.."

"I'm sorry," Michelle mumbled and looked down at her feet.

Justin put his hand under her chin and lifted her face so her gaze met his, "You don't have to be sorry. I like the fact that everytime around you there's a new suprise." He smiled.

She smiled back, "Do you really mean that?"

"Yeah. I do."

Michelle's heart sank as she realized it was getting late. Samantha was probably looking for her by now. And Justin.. oh God, Justin had to get on that bus.. She realized then that she would probably never see him again, other than on the tv or in teen magazines. Tears started to glisten in the corners of her eyes.

Justin saw them. "What's wrong?"

Michelle closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "You're going on to another city tonight. I'll probably never see you again. You'll go on and forget about me, although I'm sure I'll never be able to forget about you." Tears slowly started to roll down her cheeks.

"Come with me then," he said simply, almost effortlessly.

Her eyes shot open and looked at him. "What? Are you crazy?"

"Probably. Like I said, whenever I'm around you it makes me do things... crazy things. But from what I can figure right now.. it's the only solution I can think of." He grasped both her hands in his own, "Please Michelle, say you'll come on tour with me."

"Justin, you know I can't. I'm only eighteen and it's still part of the school year!" Her eyes welled up with tears, "I would do anything to go with you, it's every girl's dream come true, but it's just not possible.."

"I know. I knew the answer when I asked.. just false hope I guess. I'm sorry, please don't cry." He wiped a tear from her cheek. "Then.." He looked at her with pleading eyes, "will you wait for me?"

"Will I... What?" Michelle searched his face, confused. Her heart was beating so hard, it felt as if it would leap from her chest.

"Wait for me... Listen, when December 3rd comes, the day after the tour ends, if we both still want to be together, I'll come back. We'll meet.. where we met first.. at 5pm sharp. And if either of us has found someone else, or moved on, the other person will know if they don't show up."

"You would come back.. for me?" Michelle's bottom lip quivered as she spoke.

He took her hand and started to lead her around the back of the stage, "We'll just have to make the few hours we have left tonight last for the next couple months!"

Michelle's legs felt like jello as she followed Justin, and she thought she heard someone faintly calling her name.. Then she realized it wasn't in her mind, someone WAS calling her name. Samantha! Michelle had completely forgotten about her friend. "Justin, wait! My friend is looking for me!"

He stopped, "Ok, go get her, she can come with us. Does she want to meet the other guys?"

"Oh my gosh, she would die!" Michelle felt Justin's hand release hers, a little reluctantly, and she ran off to get her friend.

She found Samantha arguing with a security guard. "Now you're going to have to leave miss. The show's over, everyone has to go," he said sternly.

"But you don't understand!" Samantha protested, "I can't find my friend. She has to be here somewhere!"

"Samantha! I'm here!" Michelle called out.

"Hey! You're not allowed back there. Come out from there at once!" the guard called. He already had Samantha by the wrist and he stalked over to get Michelle as well.

"Ouch!" Michelle shrieked as the guard grabbed her harshly by the wrist. "Would you kindly take your hands OFF me and my friend?"

"You girls have to leave now! Even if I have to force you from the premises."

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" a voice behind Michelle demanded. She felt the guard's tight grip instantly release and saw Samantha's eyes grow wide. "Sorry, sir, I was instructed to get everyone out of the arena."

"I understand," Justin said calmly, "but these girls are with me."

The guard nodded and quickly turned away, trying to hide his embarassment. "Are you ok?" Justin asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Michelle said, rubbing her wrist gently. "Are you ok Samantha?"

Samantha couldn't speak, but she managed a small, almost undetectable nod. She quickly realized her mouth was hanging open and shut it.

Michelle couldn't help but laugh, "Samantha.. I'd like you to meet Justin. Justin, this is my friend Samantha."

"A pleasure to meet you," Justin said, shaking her hand and grinning. Samantha just nodded again and swallowed.. hard. He let go and took Michelle's hand again, "Let's go."

Samantha finally spoke, "Where are we going?"

"I'm taking you guys back to our hotel. We have a small after-party there tonight. You don't have to go if you don't want to, but I'm sure the other guys would love to meet you both." He looked back at Samantha to see her reaction.

"Of course we're going!" Samantha said enthusiastically.