Disclaimer: This story is not true. I do not know the guys from *NSYNC. This did NOT happen. Got that? And this story can be a little dark. I am warning you. If you like happy endings and no tears, then this story isn't for you. Under 18 years old? Don't read this. If you do, don't blame me for any trouble u run into. Homophobic? LEAVE. This isn't for you. What are u even doing at Nifty???
It's been ages since I've posted anything. I'm not going to make excuses. I simply got tired of the story. But I've started writing again, thinking maybe I can take this story somewhere. That maybe the plot is good enough to warrant more than a half assed attempt. My email address has changed. It is now Expression_of_Truth@hotmail.com Feel free to email me with suggestions, comments, flames, etc. ______________________________________________________________________ This chapter is dedicated to Braxton James~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ______________________________________________________________________
~~ Justin ~~
'Finally,' I thought. It was about time those two got over being so shy. It was clear they were in love and I'd always felt that intimacy was a part of love. Now, if only I could find someone for Lance and someone for Chris.
I knew how I felt for Chris. And there was a chance of it developing into something. Chris was gay. And it wasn't that I was afraid. I had known I was bi since I was eleven. I had no fear of being with Chris. But I wasn't sure he could learn to see me as anything other than his little brother.
And Lance, the one so many fans thought was gay, was actually the only truly 'straight' one of all of us. He fully accepted us all, no matter what. But he, personally, had been born heterosexual. He was always said to be feminine and too quiet. A lot of magazines had speculated that he was gay. Ironic.
And now, Jc and Joe were finally together. And I knew they'd stay together through anything, though they both had doubts. I'd never seen a stronger bond then what those two had always shared. They were practically attached at the hip, even before they began dating. The one always knew when something was wrong with the other, always cared for the other when one was ill.
I remember a time Jc managed to catch the flu and Joe made it his job to make Jc feel better. Two days later, Joe was in bed next to Jc, sick as a dog. And still, he tried to help take care of him. I laughed even then. Love can make people do some silly things.
I guess I knew that better than anyone. I was forever staring at Chris. When he spoke to me, I found myself watching his lips. When he'd smile and his eyes would light up, I wouldn't be able to look away. I might as well tattoo 'I love Chris' across my forehead, I was being so obvious.
I had to do my best not to pay too much attention to Chris when we were doing interviews or performing. I had to make it look like we were just buds. Which, I guess, was all we were. But it was not all I wanted us to be.
I had to talk to him. I had to tell him how I felt. Forget my stupid pride. If he was willing to listen, maybe he'd be willing to be more than just friends with me. Yes, love makes people do some very silly things. ______________________________________________________________________
Well, I thought I should throw a curve into the plot. What's Chris going to say? He sees Justin as a friend, a brother. Can their relationship develop into something deeper? Expression_of_Truth@hotmail.com