Author's Note: Hey I'm back, and yes I know this is my fifth story posted on the archive. I had been toying with this idea for a while. And finally I decided to act and write it out. Right now I want to list a few stories I like and people who have helped me with this idea.
Any Path Brian's Seven Seas Of Loneliness Model Romance Just the Truth Keith and Brian or Brian and Keith Brian's 10000 Promises Justin's Dark Angel <----- very good
and many more just can't list them all here right now. All those in the chat room thanks for your support. I want to Thank NSYNC for what they do in the music business. David thanks for having this site. And now the one person I have to thank is Starbolt. Oh and before I forget, I would suggest you all read JC's thank you in NSA.
Legal Stuff: Okay guys and gals if you aren't supposed to read sexually explicit material then leave. Or if homosexual content (male & male relationships) then don't read. Also I do not claim to know everything about NSYNC and their personalities and their sexuality. This is a fiction story, it isn't real. the quote at the beginning of the story is from Zelda Ocarina of Time. The song in this story is by Matchbox Twenty it is called If You're Gone
Contact info: please send your comments and suggestions to LilBubbaC@aol.com. I will delete all flames. Flames aren't really needed or wanted but there are those who think it is their life's work to send flames. I also have ICQ and if you wish to contact through that my ICQ nick is LoneWolf. Or you can find me in the #boybands chat room.
Crews were putting up the final safety things and checking the lights. I saw down at the front was a group of five guys huddled together going over something. I walked down there and tripped over some wires that were as of yet not set down with tape. Of course one of the guys down in the front saw it and ran to the person who fell.
"Hey you okay you aren't gonna sue us or anything?"
"Yeah I'm fine just not watching where I was going." I finally looked you and saw this blonde green eyed person helping me up. He was wearing a mic set and just comfortable clothes.
"My name is Lance" He said. By now the other four guys made it to us.
"Wes!!!" I heard someone scream and then a set of arms surrounding me in a tight hug.
"Uh yeah that's my name but umm... who are you."
...And now....
I watched as this guy's face went from happiness and joy to one of confusion to one of horror. I don't know what I said or did but I saw tears forming in his beautiful blue eyes. Slowly with his voice cracking he asked me the one question on his mind.
"What do you mean, who am I, don't you remember me and the MMC?"
"Umm what is the MMC?" The other blonde spoke up finally.
"The Mickey Mouse Club, you were on it with us." He stated.
"I'm sorry but I really don't remember any of that."
"Then what do you remember?" The scared one asked.
"The only thing I could remember when I woke up was my name."
"Woke up? Woke up from what?" The guy with the wild hair do asked.
"I had been a coma for about five years or that is what the doctors say." With this revelation two of the five that was standing went down to the floor. One actually fainted and the other was trying to catch the other. I knelt down and helped out but was soon grabbed by two people and carried away. The two who had grabbed me were I guess bodyguards. They escorted me out to a police mobile center and explained to the officers there that I wasn't to be allowed back in. The whole while this was transpiring the rest of the guys were trying to figure out what just happened. A few minutes later the one who passed out awoke searching for someone. He was just about to go nuts when the two bodyguards returned.
"It is okay now JC, the gentleman who harmed you is in being booked as we speak." Of course this sent JC off the deep end. Now JC had never and I mean NEVER been a violent person. But this time he pulled back and released all of his emotions in one single blow that sent a 275 to 300lb man to the floor.
"You're fired." Was the last thing JC said before running to the police center. I was just sitting there trying to figure out what I had done to get into this mess. I only came to see a freaking concert, which I really didn't like their music to well. I guess I had been setting there for about 15 minutes when the door flew open showing a very upset individual.
"I want this man released this instant." A JC said to the officers and pointing to me. They immediately began to remove the cuffs and tear up the paper work. I was released but I was damned if I was gonna stay after the treatment I had received tonight. I looked coldly at the members of NSYNC and turned to head back to my car. I knew they were following me but I didn't stop to talk until I got to my car. When I went to open the door, a hand stooped me.
"Please, don't leave. We weren't trying to set you up or anything. The guards didn't know what had happened." Lance was telling me. I turned to look at them with anger in my eyes. Lance backed away from me fearing what he saw in my eyes.
"Why should I? I was just treated like a fucking criminal for trying to help someone." I shouted at them.
"We know but we also got you released and fired the guards who did that." Chris finally spoke up. I had never been so humiliated in my life or what I could remember anyway. Then I heard a really soft voice speak.
"I'm sorry Wes." When I heard that voice my eyes widened in recognition. I knew that voice, but I couldn't think of the name. I closed my eyes and searched my mind. Echoing in the deepest corners was that voice. Slowly a face appeared. It was of a young boy around the age of 16 17, His eyes were blue, jet black hair, and a boyish grin that was like a million dollars. I opened my eyes and there behind Justin was the face, a bit older but it was the face in my mind.
"J...Josh?" I said as a question towards him. His face turned into a wandering look trying to figure out what I was going through at that moment. "Josh" I said more surely. I remember him now. I slowly looked at Justin's face trying to find something I remembered a small feature or something. I searched his eyes something familiar about those eyes. "Randy?" "Randy" I said more clearly with a smile on my face. When I said that Josh busted out laughing as well as Justin. The others had no clue as to what was going on. When they quit I spoke. "Josh I'm sorry, goes for you to Justin."
"It is okay Wes, do you remember anything else."
"I don't." I sighed. Josh and Justin pulled me into a hug to show me their support.
The rest of the night went off with out a hitch. The concert was great, and I found two more friends from my forgotten past and three new friends for my future. The guys had to head out fairly soon after the concert and I headed back to the hotel.
The drive home was uneventful. I wasn't sure how or why I remember the voice of Josh and then remember Justin, but it happened. I still don't remember anything else. Since I knew very few people I had no mail when I got home. The house was dark, and neat. I knew Cindy had been there cause there was a single coffee cup in the sink. I really didn't know what to think about the guys. I wasn't sure about things with Josh and Justin.
Once again life returned to normal or as normal as it was for me. I would occasionally receive an e-mail or phone call from Justin or Josh. Mostly letting me know how they were doing. Their tour was soon gonna end but that is the way with the music business.
Josh' POV After the concert
"I'm glad he remembers us Just."
"Me to man." We continued to talk about things we could do now that we had indeed found Wes again. But it was Lance who brought up a very painful subject.
"Josh when do you plan on telling him your gay?" The rest of the guys knew about my sexual preference and they had no problem with it. But only Justin knew I was in love with Wes. At that question though I lowered my head in sadness.
"I don't know."
"Hey, don't sweat it, first regain the friendship and trust or let him anyway, you know he just has woken up not too long ago." Chris said cheerfully. I smiled and just let the others talk about schedules and such. I knew Justin was watching me carefully to be sure I would be okay. Now in thinking back I remember a song by Savage Guarden that sorta speaks of this kind of situation. It is called I Don't Know You Anymore.
I would like to visit you for a while Get away and out of this city Maybe I shouldn't have called but someone had to be the first to break We can go sit on your back porch Relax Talk about anything It don't matter I'll be courageous if you can pretend you've forgiven me
Because I don't know you anymore I don't recognize this place The picture frames have changed and so has your name We don't talk much anymore We keep running from the pain But what I wouldn't give to see your face again
I know I let you down Again and again I know I never really treated you right I've paid the price I'm still paying for it every day
So maybe I shouldn't have called Was it too soon to tell? Oh what the hell It doesn't really matter How do you redefine something that never really had a name? Has your opinion changed?
Because I don't know you anymore I don't recognize this place The picture frames have changed and so has your name We don't talk much anymore We keep running from the pain But what I wouldn't give to see your face again
I see your face I see your face