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Justin Stole My Heart Chapter 4
Justin and I walked out the exit, and there was my car. JC had parked it right outside the door, half on the sidewalk. Justin looked at the car, and then at me, "Nice ride Mika." Thanks, I replied. I treat this car with more love than anything on this earth. " It shows" Justin said flashing that amazing smile at me. We got in the car and I stared it up. I nearly went deaf when all of the sudden, the radio was blasting. "I'M FOREVER YOURS........FAITHFULLY!" I went to lower the radio, and as I went for the knob, Justin gently touched my hand. "Don't lower it, I love this song", and with that, Justin began singing. I couldn't believe it, Justin listened to JOURNEY. Not only did he listen to them, but he loved my favorite song, and was singing it in my car. I was in complete awe listening to Justin singing, I'M FOREVER YOURS.....FAITHFULLY!, and he was singing it to me.
Ok, maybe he wasn't exactly singing it to me, but he was looking at me while he sang it. My heart was beating a mile a minute, and I was so nervous, the sweat was starting to form on my forehead. We drove for about 45 minutes, and finally made it to a restaurant. I took Justin to this little restaurant that I knew of, called Bacci's. It was small, which was good for privacy, and the food here was outrageous. We went in, and were seated immediately. We sat, and got comfortable, and each grabbed a menu. About 5 minutes later, a waiter came over to us, and asked if we were ready to order. We agreed, and gave the water our orders. "This is a really nice place Mika. Do you come here a lot?"
"Well, to be honest with you Justin, I eat here about once or twice a week."
"The food must be pretty good then huh?"
"OH, I'll let you be the judge of that."
We continued talking for about another 20 minutes or so, and the waiter came over with our food. I guess the waiter was having a bad day or something, because he spilt Justin's cup of water all over his lap. Justin yelled, and jumped out of his seat. "Oh my god, this water is freezing!" The only thing I could do was laugh. The waiter stood there, shocked at what he'd just did, and apologized repeatedly. When he finally got a good look at the young man he had just drenched with ice cold water, he realized who Justin was. "Oh my god, Mr. Timberlake, I am so sorry, I feel like such an idiot. Please forgive me. Please, you have to forgive.....I'll tell you what, both of your meals are on me. Please forgive me Mr. Timberlake." The waiter pleaded for Justin to forgive him. Justin looked a him, and he began laughing. "Don't worry about it, it's just water, it won't kill me." Justin said this, and it immediately calmed the distressed waiter down.
The waiter ran to the waiter's station, and grabbed some towels for Justin. "What do you say we get the food to go, and I'll take you to my place, and I'll get you some dry clothes?" I asked Justin. "We can eat the food there, and after we finish I'll drive you where ever you want to go." Justin looked at me, and flashed that gorgeous smile again. "Sure, let's go to your place Mika, I need to get out of these wet pants." I couldn't wait to get out of there, and get to my house. I knew we would be better off there, because we would have more privacy, and the chances of ice cold water being spilt, were slim to none. "Are your parents going to mind?" Justin asked this with a noticeable amount of tension in his voice. "Um...my parents won't be home" I replied. They are in New York, until next week. "Oh.....all the better" Justin said this in a just above whisper tone.
We told the waiter we wanted our food to go, and right away he thought it was because of him. "Sure" the waiter told us. "I truly am sorry Mr. Timberlake." he apologized once more. "Don't worry about it" Justin said with a smile. We waited about 5 minutes for our food, and we were then on our way to my house. The whole ride there, we joked about Justin's wet spot on his pants. I told him he was gonna have some shrinkage due to the ice cold water. He looked at me and started laughing hysterically. We continued joking around, and after about 10 minutes or so, pulled into my driveway.
"Welcome to my home" I said as I opened the door. We walked in, and Justin just looked around. "This is a really nice house" he said as we headed for the living room. "Well, ordinarily, I have no problem taking compliments, but I can't take credit for my parents hard work. They both worked pretty hard to get this house." I put the food on the coffee table, and told Justin to make himself comfortable, and I would be right back with some dry clothes for him. I went upstairs to my room and grabbed some clean boxer shorts, and a pair of my favorite Calvin Klein Jeans to give him. As I came back downstairs, I heard music playing. I walked into the living room, and Justin was standing in front of the radio. "I hope you don't mind that I put the radio on Mika."
"No, it's no problem. Here are some dry clothes for you. You can change in the bathroom right over there." I pointed to the bathroom by the kitchen as I said this.
"Thanks, I'll be right back. Don't start eating without me."
"I promise.... I won't."
Justin headed for the bathroom. I took the food out of the bag, and put it on the table. I ran to the kitchen to get some plates, and utensils. I came back into the living room, and Justin was sitting there waiting for me.
"That was quick."
"Well, when you're doing a concert, and you only have 15 seconds to change your clothes, you kinda learn to pick up the pace."
"I gotcha." I said as I sat on the carpet, and handed Justin his plate and utensils. We sat there talking as we ate. We finished our meals, and continued to talk for what seemed like hours. I looked at the clock above the window, and nearly passed out. The clock said 5:26 AM.
"Justin......Do you want me to drive you home soon, or do you just want to spend the night here?" I asked very shyly.
"I'll spend the night here, only if you promise not to rape me in my sleep." Justin laughed as he finished this comment.
"Ok....You're safe.....I promise I won't rape you. I might sexually harass you, but I won't rape you." I began laughing as we joked around with each other. "There is a guest room upstairs if you want to sleep in there, or we can just crash down here on the sofa, and watch some movies."
"Um.......Lets just stay down here, and watch some tv."
"Sure, I'll go get some pillows, and blankets."
"OK, but hurry up."
I ran up to my room, to get some pillows, and blankets. By the time I got back downstairs, Justin was passed out on the floor, curled up in a ball. I put a blanket over him, and lifted his head, and slid a pillow under it. I decided I would sleep on the floor opposite Justin. I didn't want to sleep on the couch, or in a bed, when my guest was on the floor. I set up a little bed on the floor, and dozed off.
I woke up the next morning to Justin, cuddling next to me, sound asleep. I looked, and realized my arm was around his waste. I didn't know what to do. I carefully removed my arm, and got up off the floor. I decided I would go take a quick shower before Justin got up. I was only in the shower for about 20 minutes, and when I got out I went downstairs to see if Justin was awake yet. I got down there, and he wasn't in the living room. I looked, and the boxers, and jeans I gave Justin the night before were folded neatly, and on the sofa. "Oh no, I freaked him out with my arm around his waste. He was awake, and felt me there." I didn't know what to do, and then I found a piece of paper on the floor by the pillow. It was a note, from Justin.
I know this chapter is pretty long, and I am sorry about it. If you want to know what the letter said, you will have to wait for the next chapter. As always, please email me with your comments.