Tests of Friendship, Chapter Four:
By AD
Intro:
Yikes, chapter four all ready, I only started writing this thing last week. I hope youre
all enjoying it, if youre not, then why are you reading chapter four! Usual legal
stuff applies, dont read if youre a minor or it is illegal to do so in my
country, although Im not exactly certain what they will do to you if you do. Anyway,
its got to be said:) This story is fictional and is not meant to imply anything
about the sexuality of the Backstreet Boys or N Sync. Any characters other than
these are completely fictional, and any resemblance to real life is not intended.
Anyway, now were over with that. Read JMs Brian and Justin/Just
Beginning if you havent all ready, as well as all the other great stories on
Nifty. I am personally fond of Insecurities, since Im a fellow
conspiracy theorist. Ive got a whole filing cabinet filled of books and declassified
reports on UFO accounts etc. Just got to wait for the White House lawn landing now, and
then see if they still deny it. Anyway, Im drifting off the point here. Lets
got on with the story.
Oh yeah, before I forget, happy birthday to JC on Sunda 8th August. I forget to post
it on the last issue, so it's late rather than early, but hey, no one's perfect!
Thanks to my proof readers, two people read for me now before it gets posted from this
issue. Sean, author in Insecurities, and another reader who just wants advanced
copies:) I'm too generous for my own good. Anyways, I'm blabbering on here
again, so I better just let you get on with the story.
Chapter Four:
We walked out the into the corridor and into the breakfast room. I collected myself a
plate of hot and cold assorted meats and some weird stuff that I think the Germans
refer to as bread, but the rest of the world calls rock. "Have a good morning you
two? Certainly sounded like it from my room." Lance spoke up. Chris just
looked disgusted.
"Yep." I replied sitting down at the table next to Justin.
"Well, how about some details?" JC asked looking at the both of us with a smile
on his face.
"I dont think the others would share your enthusiasm of the nature of our
sexual activities. However, if you really must know, we just jacked each other
off." I said calmly. Justin was starting to blush again, but I had been
prepared for it, and retained my composure.
"Thats it! We are going to get you a soundproof room for when you two
start sucking and fucking, even though well probably still hear it outside!" AJ
said laughing. I smiled back at him, glancing towards Chris who looked like he was
about to be sick. Suddenly my phone rang and interrupted the moment. I stood
from the table and took it out my pocket.
"Guten Tag. Wer ist es?" (Hi, who is it?)
"Oh, hallo. Wie gehts dir?" (Hi, how are you?)
"Ich bin auch gut danke. Kannst du mich abholen?" (Im fine too, can
you pick me up?)
"Ja, dass wunderbarr ist. Danke schon, auf wiedersehen." I finished the
conversation and put the phone into my pocket.
"You speak German?" Justin asked finishing his bowl of cereal.
"Yep. I cant speak French very well though, I was never very good at
French."
"Spanish?" Howie asked, giving his voice a very apparent Spanish accent.
"Not a word. Spanish is not a very popular language in England, despite that Spain is
just about our top holiday destination. French is the most common, then probably
German."
"What was it about?" Justin asked, referring to the phone call.
"Oh, someone is coming round to pick me up later. Ive rented a car for the next
couple of days, and I want to give it a test drive. I love Germany for that." I
said, smiling slightly.
"The autobahns have no speed limit, and when youre driving a TVR Speed 12, that
means fast."
"Whats a TVR speed twelve?" Kevin asked.
"Fast, the worlds fastest car in fact. The Sultan of Brunei is buying
them all up just about. I was owed a favor by a few people, and managed to get hold
of one."
"Are you obsessed with cars?" Nick asked.
"Yep. Theyre my life, I love them, especially when theyre fast."
"Can I have a ride?" Nick asked eagerly.
"No, its not safe to drive that fast!" Kevin said sternly. I smiled at how
he looked out for the rest of the guys in the group.
"Anyway guys, you have a photoshoot to do this morning if I remember correctly, and
then the rest of the day off. Im getting picked up and taken down to the garage
where its parked, and Ill meet you at wherever youre having the
photoshoot." Kevin gave me the address and I left, giving Justin a quick kiss,
directly in front of Chris. I walked out and headed towards the lobby. My lift
was waiting and I got into the car. I nodded to the driver, but never spoke.
We drove to the garage in silence and I picked up my keys before stepping into the
car.
I drove sedately onto the autobahn and moved over to the fast lane, flooring the
accelerator. The car sped past sixty in barely three seconds. As I powered
past the 150 mark, I devoted all my attention onto the road. Fortunately the road
ahead was clear. As I shifted into sixth gear the car slipped past the 200 mark, the
fastest I had ever drove. I continued accelerating until 210mph, before applying the
brakes and slowing down. I pulled into the studio where they were doing the
photoshoot/interview for some German magazine or other. I parked the car and stood
staring at its absolutely beautiful looks for a few minutes. To me at the time it
was probably the second most beautiful object to exist on Earth, Justin coming first,
obviously. I walked to the door and got cleared through the security. I waited
out of sight as they were having their photos taken, some with the interviewers.
They were trying to persuade Justin to take his shirt off, but he seemed very shy,
which surprised me. They had to settle with him having his shirt unbuttoned.
They had the same problem with JC, Nick and Brian, but the rest of the guys took
their shirts off. I waved to Justin when he noticed I was there, and he cheered up a
bit. They finished after about half an hour and went through for the interview.
I was interested in Justins answer when it came round to current
relationships.
"Well, Im currently involved with someone, so sorry girls, Im
taken." He said with a smile.
"Any hints on who?" the interviewer, a young lady, asked with only a very slight
German accent on her english.
"No luck there sorry. Thats for me, my lover, and the rest of these guys to
know, and not for you to find out." The interviewer laughed slightly and moved on
asking about another 20 or so questions before finishing the interview.
"Thank you guys, that was great. Well send you a copy of the magazine for
tomorrow or Thursday, and it will be published on Friday. If you have any comments
or questions dont hesitate to give me a bell, you have my card." The lady
stated, walking away. AJ was staring at her as she walked out, her hips swaying
seductively from side to side. She was dressed very seductively indeed, wearing a
tight dress, which helped to accentuate her breasts. Nick was waving his hand in
front of AJs eyes until he finally snapped out of it.
"Oh sorry, I was just thinking." AJ said.
"Yeah, about how exactly she looks with that dress off." Nick said grinning.
"You mean you werent, or were you looking at the camera man?" AJ
retaliated. I had to admit, the camera guy was pretty cute, with well defined looks.
"Why the hell does everyone think Im fuckin gay?!" Nick said
standing up and walking out the room. "I am not gay, and I just wish people would
stop accusing me!" By now he had run out the room and was heading out towards the
street. The other guys just looked to each other confused.
"Whats wrong with him, we only have a little joke now and then." AJ asked,
trying to defend himself.
"Dont worry about it AJ, Ill go after him. Hell be ok, he
probably just doesnt like to be accused of being gay all the time, it just gets him
down." Brian said standing up and running after where Nick had gone.
Brian ran round the corner and saw Nick sitting on a bench, his head in his hands.
He sat next round to him and put his arm round him, puling him into a hug.
"Nick, whats wrong? It was only a joke."
"They are always joking saying that Im gay. All the time I get accused,
papers accuse me, the internet accuses me, my friends accuse me. I think youre
the only one who stands by me." Nick said, tears running down his face.
"Dont worry Nick, they know youre not gay, dont worry about
it." Brian asked, afraid to actually ask if Nick was gay.
"How do you know Im not gay? Im sure they all must think I am now
after running out like that. Why would I run out if I was straight?"
"I dont know, why would you?" Brian responded, rubbing his hand against
Nicks back.
"I dont know why. I just felt like getting up and running. Being
accused all the time just got me down. I think Im beginning to question my own
sexuality, the fact that every thinks Im gay, maybe I am." Nick said, starting
to cry again. Brian just comforted him, still hugging him.
"Dont worry Nick, I know youre straight, dont listen to what
everyone else says."
"Doesnt it ever get you down to, they accuse you too, saying that us two are in
a relationship and all. I know were close, but theres nothing like that
between us. You were always there to support me. The guys never get at you though,
just me. What do I do wrong?"
"Nothing, its just how close you still are to me now youre a bit older.
When you were younger, they just considered it you seeking comfort. Now you
still do the same, they just have a little but of fun. They know the truth, they
know youre not gay. Yes, it gets me down sometimes, people saying Im gay
and all, but the fact they say us to are in a relationship hurts me, because it hurts you.
I cant really call them though about saying Im gay. You cant
get at people too much when they tell the truth." Brian said, a few tears appearing
in his eyes as he told Nick.
"You mean youre gay?" Nick said pulling up in shock. "All this time,
since we met?!" Brian just broke down and cried at Nicks reaction. This
time Nick turned into the comforter, hugging Brian. "Dont worry Brian, it doesnt
bother me. I...I was just shocked, I never even suspected you were gay. Youve
always acted so straight and all. The thought never even crossed my mind. Youre
still the same person Ive always known, I still love you, in a brotherly sort of
way." Nick quickly added. Brian sat up and pulled Nick into a proper hug.
"Dont tell the others, you cant say anything to them, they would hate me.
Ill tell them in my own time." Brian said, hopefully looking towards
Nick.
"Dont worry Brian, I wont tell any of them." Nick said, smiling at
him. They walked back into the studio, drying their eyes off as they entered the
room where the others were waiting. I knew what Brian meant when he smiled when he
walked in. "Im sorry guys, it just got me down. I thought about how stupid I
was, I know you only mean it as a joke, its just that everyone accuses me."
They all stood up an AJ walked over to Nick.
"Its my fault, I shouldnt have said anything. Well...you
know...well, I dont want to make you cry or anything, just forget it."
"Dont worry AJ, no Im not gay, it just got me down. Im not bi
either before you ask!" Nick said smiling. AJ smiled back as Nick got into the
limo. AJ quickly ran over to the door of my TVR, grinning while I walked up.
"In the back AJ, Justin goes in the front. Oh, wait a second, there is no
back!" I said grinning. AJ pouted and started to walk away. "AJ, Ill
take you a ride later if you like, but Justin can drive to the hotel with me. Well
work out where to go then, and Ill give you a ride." He grinned slightly and
jumped in the limo as I unlocked the car and Justin got into the passenger side. "I
would let you drive, but you probably cant drive a manual, so its pretty
pointless." I said, pointing down to the gear change lever in the center console.
I started the car and pulled off behind the limo. As soon as we got on the
autobahn, I down shifted and floored the accelerator, the car rapidly overtaking the two
limos. I got the car up to about 200mph until I slowed down for the exit.
Justin had turned as white as a sheet, and I burst out laughing.
"Youre mad! You are truly insane. What are you on? Ive
never even got my Merc to 130. Whats the fastest youve ever drove?
I thought I was a bad driver"
"231 in a MacLaren F1 on a test track in England. Ill get this thing up
to 250 before I leave Germany though." I said, grinning. "This car is almost as
beautiful as you, and it can almost make me have an orgasm, but you just about sneak
ahead. It doesnt kiss very well."
"Whatever youre on, give me some, it sure seems to make you happy." Justin
said smiling. "Its only a car, ok, its a fast car, but youre
comparing it to me, now I feel insulted."
"You shouldnt, cars are my passion, and this car is almost the ultimate in my
book. The Azure still is my favourite though, but thats off the road right
now. I used to clean it every single morning. Cars were all I cared about
until I met you. The fact Ive put you first should make you feel cheerful, now
I can clean you every morning!"
"Great, Im falling in love with a gay who compares people to cars." We
both burst out laughing as I playfully punched him in the shoulder. We pulled into
the hotel parking lot and waited for the two limos to arrive. We all went upstairs
and decided on what to do for the day. The first thing on the list was some food.
We walked back down and took the limos to yet another Pizza Hut, since none of them
seemed drastically keen on a variety of wursts. (sorry all you German folks
reading this, I dont mean to insult your food that much.)
We ate in peace for about fifteen minutes until the guys were sighted by a group of fans
who ran over to the table that we were eating at. The guys were forced to sign a few
autographs and pose for a couple of snaps. I stayed out the way of the impromptu
photoshoot. But before long we were climbing back into the limo and driving round
the city. We made a few stops at some of the major tourist spots before going to a
night club at about 6pm. I was never a club person and I was practically carried in
kicking and screaming. We were let in without any problem, skipping the queues.
We walked over to the bar and took a seat until the bartender walked over to us.
"Guten tag, kann ich ihnen helfen?" (Good day, can I help you?)
"Danke. Ich mØchte ein Vodka Martini mit lemon, geròht, nicht geschòttern
bitte." I replied to the waiter. [any German readers, your help would be appreciated
on the past tense there]
"Er.. rum and coke bitte." Justin said.
"The same please." JC replied.
"A large beer for us two." Joey said for himself and Chris.
"Jack Daniels please." Lance spoke up. The waiter was scribbling the
drinks down as he looked towards the Backstreet Boys.
"Two rum and cokes, a beer and a two glasses of orange juice." Kevin spoke up
for the group.
"Thank you gentlemen, your drinks will be ready in a moment." The waiter said in
a very strong German accent before walking off to prepare our drinks. We small talked for
a few minutes, until he came back with the drinks. As he was laying them out on the table
the intercom came on.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have some special guests here tonight, The Backstreet Boys
and N Sync. Herren and Damen, wir haben etwas spezial Gasten heir abend, die
Backstreet Boys und N Sync. I hope you have a nice time here tonight, and we
might even get you to dance for us later!" The man came over the intercom.
"Your presence stayed quiet for a while." I said sarcastically.
"We usually get announced when we come to a club, but we dont get bugged too
much." JC said, taking a sip of his rum and coke. I took a couple of small sips from
my Martini.
"Isnt that what James Bond drinks?" Howie asked as he took a drink of his
beer.
"Almost, he has it shaken, I have it stirred."
"Oh." He replied as I took another sip.
"You might just get me out of these seat if you keep these coming." I said
smiling.
"Now I dont want you getting drunk on us. Brian here has to stay off his
acohol, dont you Bri. He gets a bit tipsy after one or two. You proposed
to the bar maid last time you were in Germany, remember that?" AJ said as he had
"What, being in Germany or proposing? Neither I think!" Brian said
smiling. "Nick here just isnt old enough." Brian said, playfully punching
Nick in the shoulder. Nick pouted and went back to his orange juice. "Well, Im
going to hit the dance floor, anyone else coming?" Brian got a field of nods and
virtually everyone besides Justin and myself walked off. Justin refused to go until
I would.
"Youll be waiting a long time, just go and dance. I only do what Im
good at, and I cant dance. I can sing, well I think so, but I cant
dance."
"I never knew you could sing. What do you sing?"
"Baritone or tenor. I can do bass, but thats boring. I cant
get as high as you, although I can give some of your songs a good go, but I need to drop
an octave now and then to hit the right key. I can do your voice to a tee. Im
good at accents."
"Lets here it then?"
"Here what? My imitation of your voice, well, youre hearin." I said,
doing my best impression of Justins voice.
"Wow, how the hell can you do that? It sounds exactly like me. Youve
got to pull a prank on the guys. Walk up behind one of them and see if they think its
me or something. What other accents can you do?"
"I can do a nice Aussie accent mate, or we can do a very German accent, or une French
accent. In terms of people and celebrities, I mainly do British ones, but I
practised yours. Gives me a sore throat though." I said, switching accents as I
talked. Justin laughed a little before finishing the rest of his drink.
"Well, Im going for a dance, and youre going to drink up and come with
me." Justin said, as I finished the rest of my drink in a couple of large gulps.
I stood up and walked onto the dance floor and started to dance along with Justin.
They went up onstage and lip-synced to some of their songs while doing the dance
moves. I danced along as best I could in the audience. We stayed there til
about 11 when we decided to head back to the hotel, since they had a long day tomorrow.
As we walked back to the limo Justin spoke up, "Hey, Si, youre not a bad
dancer. You did our moves almost perfectly."
"I have a virtual photographic memory, I remember them from the first time I saw you
perform."
"Can you sing too?"
"'Too' implies I can dance, which I cant, but yes, I can sing. I can
impersonate Justin too." I said as I glanced out the window. It was amazing they dont
have more accidents than they do in Germany, with how they drive.
"Well, lets here it then." JC spoke up, waiting for my attempt to
impersonate Justin.
"What, Justins imitation, ok then. I dont really know what to say, that
will have to do." I said, the whole line in Justins voice. JC laughed, while
Lance seemed almost shocked at how well I managed to pull it off.
"How the hell do you do that so well? I couldnt tell the differences
unless I saw you speaking." Lance spoke up.
"A little something I picked up. Not too hard really, you just pick them up
after a while." I replied. "I just refuse to do any Americanisms,
more excessive levels of the American English language."
"Oh, and what would those be dear fellow?" Justin said, in a very upper class
English accent.
"Those, my dear fellow, would be your rather interesting usage of abbreviated, barely
understandable items, that to me have very little basis from any part of English."
"Whatchu talkin' `bout?" Justin replied, grinning slightly. I just shook
my head at him.
"He does that now and then." JC said laughing, punching Justin in his arm.
He pouted and cast his head down. I smiled at how he was acting, but we
pulled upto the hotel and walked out the limo and over to the elevator. No fans were
waiting outside, German efficiency for you. We headed up the elevator and to our
rooms. I sat on the edge of the bed and smiled over at Justin who collapsed besides
me.
"Youre not tired are you?" I asked.
"Yep, exhausted. Got up too early this morning, and weve got a big day
tomorrow."
"You must certainly do. I might not come to your concert, its getting
rather boring seeing it for the third time now. I'll probably have a nice relaxing
night at the hotel."
"Youre coming whether you like it or not!" Justin said, grinning.
"And if I dont?"
"I may just have to send you home then."
"We couldnt have that could we."
"Nope."
"Fair enough, I suppose Ill have to endure yet another rendition of your
concert. Anyway, Im getting ready for bed." I said, hopping up and
running into the bathroom before Justin had a chance to beat me to it. I locked the
door and had a quick shower before changing into a dressing gown, since it was a very cold
night. I walked out after about 15 minutes and Justin went in. I walked over
to the mini bar and poured myself a small whiskey before sitting on the bed. I took
it down in a few sips before lying back down on the bed, waiting for Justin. He
walked out after a few minutes and lay down next to me. He cuddled up against my side,
putting his arm round me, until we both fell asleep.
I woke up in bed, glancing over at the clock. It read 6:21am. I glanced over
at my side, but Justin had disappeared. I stepped out of the bed and wondered round
the room, but he was nowhere to be found. I opened the door and walked out into the
hallway, looking around. The lights were on, but the area was deserted. All
the doors were open as I walked down the corridor, and the rooms were all empty. I
saw a note stuck on the elevator: Hi Simon, thanks for the ride, it was fun dragging
you around like that, but it was only that, a little joke. Thanks for giving us a
diversion. We moved hotels now, so you head back to England or wherever.
Thanks for being so gullible. Justin. I just stared at the note in
front of me and went back to my room. I put a change of clothes on and headed down
the elevator. As the doors opened on the lobby, all the hotel staff started laughing
at me. I started shouting at them, trying to make them shut up.
I opened my eyes, still lying on the bed. The clock read 6:21. I looked over
at my side and saw Justin cuddled up next to me, his arm draped over my chest. I put
my head back down on the pillow and closed my eyes, trying to go back to sleep. I
couldnt figure out what made me have such a weird dream, but I couldnt help
but think about the unusual situation I was in. The fact that Justin Timberlake had
actually fallen for me of all people, especially after smashing into the back of his car.
The more I thought about the situation, the worse it seemed, and the more likely
something beyond the initial obvious was going on. I hadnt devoted much
thought to my situation, however the dream was causing me to think more carefully about my
situation. After a while I managed to relax a little and drift back off to sleep,
until I was woke up by the banging on the door. Justin pulled the pillow over his
head as I looked over at the clock, which was now reading 8:30. "Were up
thanks!" I shouted through the door.
"Ok, breakfast in my room in half an hour." Kevin shouted through the door.
I went to get out the bed, but Justin wrapped his arms round my chest and pulled me
back down. He refused to let go as I attempted to get up.
"Justin, come on sleepy. We need to get up, youve got a concert to do,
two television interviews and a live radio interview. Now get out of bed or Ill
throw a bucket of water over you, and these German folks really wont like me messing
up their nice clean and tidy room." I said.
"No, stay here, I wont go to the concert, I want to stay here." Justin
said, pouting. I forced myself up out of bed before carrying Justin out the bed, who
still had his eyes closed. He cuddled up against me as I picked him up. I
carried him into the shower and put him down on the floor. He still had his eyes
closed and pulled himself into a ball. I reached over and turned the cold water tap
on, the water raining down onto Justin. He shot bolt upright and quickly ran over to
me, his clothes dripping wet. He pushed me into the shower and quickly closed the
door. He held it shut while I was getting soaked. Finally he let me out, dripping
wet. The water was still cold despite the fact I had turned the heater on. I
glared over at him when I stepped out, and Justin for a second looked worried that I was
mad, before I burst out laughing.
"That got you up!" I said smiling.
"Im going back to bed now." Justin said, walking back through the bathroom
door. I closed the door and stripped down, entering into the now hot shower. I
quickly warmed up before washing my hair and stepping out and drying myself off. As
I went over to the toilet I slipped on the wet tiled floor. My head hit the edge of
the sink as I fell to the floor, in pretty much the same place as the other door. My
vision quickly tunnelled out to blackness as my head fell against the floor, the sounds
around me disappeared close behind, until I fell into unconsciousness.
Justin heard the bang in he bathroom and quickly jumped up, running over to the door.
I had locked the door, and Justin was trying to force his way in, shouting my name.
AJ heard the commotion from the next room and put his head round the door,
"Whats wrong Justin?" He asked, still slightly sleepy himself.
"I just heard a bang from the bathroom, Simon is in there, but hes not
answering." Just said quickly, and worriedly. AJ ran over to the door and
started to bang on it with Justin. He ran out and quickly came back with a key for
the door and unlocked the handle. Justin opened and ran in. He saw me
collapsed on the floor. "AJ, go and call an ambulance." Justin shouted as AJ ran
out the room over to the phone. He called down to the receptionist and asked for an
ambulance. He ran back to Justin and called the other guys. Virtually all the
guys ran into the room and looked into the bathroom. By now blood was pouring out
over the floor from the cut in the back of my head. Justin had tears pouring from
his eyes as he held my hand. I wasnt aware of him even being there, I was out
cold. JC was holding Justin when the lift doors opened and the paramedics were
guided into the room by Kevin, who was standing at the door. JC pulled Justin away
from me as they came over to my side. They stood over me, talking rapidly in German
before transferring me onto the stretcher.
"We are taking him down to the hospital. You can follow behind the ambulance if
you wish." The man said, in a very accented voice. Justin and JC both ran off
after them as they carried me down the elevator. They climbed into the limo and
followed the ambulance to the hospital. The doctors ran over to the ambulance as
they pulled the stretcher out and ran into the hospital besides me. A nurse walked
over to Justin and JC and escorted them to the relatives room. Justin just kept
pacing up and down the room, waiting for some news. After about twenty minutes,
Joey, Lance, AJ and Kevin arrived at the hospital and were shown to the relatives room.
JC forced Justin to sit down while they waited for some news. About 15
minutes of uncomfortable silence followed until the doctor finally entered the room.
He closed the door behind him and stood infront of it.
"Herr Williams has suffered a very severe concussion due to the impact on his head.
He is still unconscious, but we have er...stemmed the bleeding, and stitched the
wound. He should regain consciousness within a few hours, but will have a
kopfschmertzen, er...headache. He might have some temporary amnesia for a few
further hours. We will be able to release him tomorrow providing his condition
improves steadily. We will take him for another CT scan this evening if he has not
regained consciousness before then." The doctor said in a slight accent.
"Can we see him?" Justin asked, glad that I was going to be alright.
"I can only let one or two of you see him, it might represent too much stress to his
system and not aid his recovery otherwise. Would two of you like to go and see him
now?"
"Yes, us two will go and see him for a while." Justin said standing up. He
leaned over to JC, "JC, what should I do about the concert tonight, I cant
leave him here."
"Dont worry, well come to that later. If hes still
unconscious youll just have to stay here. We can cover for you, say that youre
ill and couldnt make the concert." JC replied as they followed the doctor into
the small private room. Justin sat besides my bed, opposite JC, gripping my hand.
I have a vague memory of him holding my hand until I regained consciousness.
They just sat at the side of my bed for hours. The other guys had to leave for
concert rehearsals, but they were allowed to stay. JC left at about 5 to attend the
concert. Justin was left alone sitting at the side of my bed. He hadnt
spoken since he entered the room, only nodded to the other guys when the left. At
about 6 oclock he felt my hand squeeze slightly on his, and he jumped up, from
nearly falling asleep.
"Si, Simon, can you hear me!?"
"What, where am I?" I said groggily, as my eyes flickered open.
"Youre in the hospital, you slipped and hit your head."
"Youre, youre Justin Timberlake, what are you doing here?" I was in
total confusion, plus my head felt like someone had taken a jackhammer to it.
"Dont you remember?" Justin asked, out of concern.
"Remember what?" I asked, the events of the past few days out of my mind.
"Were together, in a relationship. We met in England."
"I dont know whether this is some kind of sick prank or something, but I dont
really care. Can I see the doctors please?" Justin looked hurt at my words and
just stood, walking out the room.
"Yes, Ill go get them." Justin said, quickly running out the door and
calling for the doctor. He quickly came down the corridor and walked in the room.
He told me what had happened, and where I fell, explaining I was expected to have a
memory loss. He left the room and Justin sat back down at my side.
"Im sorry for earlier, obviously we must be in a relationship or something, but
I cant remember anything about it now. I realise it must hurt you, but Im
really confused myself. Give me a bit of time, itll come back to me." I
said, smiling slightly, realising that Justin must be hurt by me not remembering.
"Dont you have a concert of something to go to?"
"Im not going, I decided to wait here with you. I couldnt go to the
concert knowing you were lying in here alone." Justin said, holding my hand again.
I returned the grip. I fell back to sleep for about another hour. I
woke up about an hour later, again with a major headache. I looked over at Justin,
my recollection of the previous events flooding back to me, my memory of the last few days
returning. Justin was on the verge of falling asleep himself. I shook him and
he looked over at me.
"I remember everything just about. You answered a question that was on my mind
though."
"Ive not said anything though?" Justin said, slightly confused.
"Youre here, instead of going to your concert."
"What do you mean?"
"I had a dream last night, I cant remember the exact details, but I can
remember the more general details. It just made me question whether your reasons
behind this relationship were genuine or not. Youre here, so thats
answered my question."
"I would never do a thing like that. I love you Si."
"Whoever said my name was Si, I thought I said I was called Simon." I said
smiling slightly. "Anyway, when do I get out of this hellhole?"
"Tomorrow if the doctor thinks youve made enough progress."
"Good, now could you go and ask for some paracetamol or something like that please?
Ive got a splitting headache. You go back to the hotel and get some
rest, or go to the concert and make a guest appearance, say youre better or whatever
other excuse they made for you."
"No, Im staying here till you come with me!"
"I dont feel like arguing, my head hurts too much." Justin got up and
walked out and found a nurse, returning with two tablets and a glass of water. I
quickly swallowed them and lay down on the pillow. Justin lay back in his chair, still
holding my hand. "Justin, we better not do that, someone might think that were
together or something, which even though we are, we dont want anyone else to know
yet, do we?"
"Youre right, Id rather not take that chance." Justin said, letting
go of my hand and resting his head on the edge of his chair. I closed my eyes and
fell asleep. Justin walked out over to a phone box and left a message for the rest
of there guys. When he walked back in, I was completely asleep, resting peacefully.
Justin just sat in the chair at the side of the bed, watching me, until he himself
fell to sleep.
Justin woke first the following morning, his clothes slightly creased from sleeping in the
chair. I was still asleep as he sat up in the chair and straightened his clothes
out. He stood up and walked out into the corridor, which was very quiet. My ECG
machine was silent, only the light flashing on the front. Justin glanced over at the
clock, the time just before 8am in the morning. I suddenly stirred, hearing Justin
walking around. I cracked my eyes open and looked over to where he was standing.
I smiled at him, my headache almost completely subsided. He sat down on the
edge of the bed and gripped my hand. He quickly let go at the sound of the door
opening.
"Ah, Mr. Williams. Glad to see you are up. We have been monitoring your
condition over night, and after a few quick tests this morning, you will be free to go
home." The doctor said smiling slightly. He walked over to my monitoring
equipment and checked my blood pressure, before disconnecting me from the drips. He
left the room before returning with some signout papers. I signed the forms and the
doctor left.
"Justin, uh...I need some clothes!" I said, remembering that I had only had a
towel on when I came in.
"The other guys thought of that, and brought you some in yesterday while you were
still unconscious." Justin said as he walked over to the cupboard. He passed me
a change of clothes, and I quickly got dressed, leaving the hospital gown on the bed.
I walked out, examining the cut on my head. They had shaved my hair down
slightly at the back, in order to place the stitches, leaving a patch of extremely short
hair. "Youll have to go and get something done about that. Im sure
they could make it blend in ok." Justin said, noticing I was looking at the back of
my head in the mirror.
"Yep, Ill have to find a decent hairdressers around here."
"Weve got one in the group, who tours with us. Im sure shell
be more than happy to patch you up ok." Justin said, as he guided me out the
hospital. We hailed a cab and headed for the hotel. As we pulled up we could see that the
fans had regrouped outside. I told the driver to pull round the back. As he
stopped, we quickly hopped out and ran for back entrance. We were noticed just as we
entered, and managed to get away with it. We went up the elevator onto our floor and
headed down to Kevins room, where the most noise was emanating from. Everyone looked
up as we entered and most of the guys smiled when they saw who is was. JC walked
over to give me a light hug. I smiled at him and assured him I would be alright.
"You should be more careful, slipping up like that. You could have really hurt
yourself." Kevin said, as his way of a greeting.
"I did really hurt myself! I got a major concussion and 15 stitches in the back
of my head!" I replied, motioning to the wound. "Anyway, I want some
breakfast." I walked over to the breakfast cart in the room and dished up a quick
selection before sitting down at the table and quickly eating. I saw the others
looking at me, as I stuffed the food down my throat. "Hey, Ive not eaten for
ages. I didnt have anything the whole of yesterday, did I?" I finished
after only a few minutes, and had a second glass of orange juice and an expresso. "So
whats the lineup for today?"
"Were flying to Frankfurt later today. When we get there we have yet
another interview for a local radio station, and we have one of the magazine interviews to
do, since we cancelled it the day before."
"How did the concert go by the way?" I enquired
"Fine, we told everyone Justin had come down with a bad cold, and was unable to
perform tonight. They were upset, but we filled in ok. In fact, I think we
probably did better without him." Lance said smiling. Justin playfully punched
him in the arm. "Well, we better all get packed, since the plane leaves at eleven,
and its almost nine now." We all got up and went to our rooms. I got the
few clothes that I had put in the wardrobe and replaced them into the case, before closing
it up. I helped Justin get all his things ready and we got everything prepared
pretty quick. I gave the room a quick tidy up before heading out to the hallway.
We left our bags at the elevator and waited for the other guys, who arrived in
dribs and drabs over the next few minutes. A few bellhops came and took our bags
down for us, putting them into the two waiting limos, until we ourselves headed down.
The fans had built up after seeing all the bags being loaded, and almost got a few
souvenirs with the looks. We walked into the lobby and tried to make a run through
the fans. I got through unscathed, but by the time we reached the limo, we were
totally out of order. I was sitting down as Nick, Brian, JC, Justin and AJ jumped
into the limo. Nick was minus about half a shirt, and missing a trouser leg. I
laughed at his dishevelled appearance, he might as well have been without a shirt, he only
had a sleeve and half of one side left intact. A few people evidently got a few
souvenirs. Justin wasnt quit as bad, but he had a few rips on his shirt.
The others had escaped punishment however, and were just ruffled up, rather than
actually having their clothes damaged.
"Good thing we only wore old, cheap, replaceable get ripped by fans
clothes!" Nick said, seeing the comedy of the situation.
"Does that happen often?" I asked.
"Its not usually that bad. Ive lost my whole shirt before, and
pants. I barely escaped with my underwear!" Nick said, smiling slightly.
"Usually we get through intact, or like Justin. Weve got the limos a bit mixed
up though. We were supposed to be split by group."
"I think we just hopped into the closest one when we got through the fans. Are
you going to replace your shirt at the airport Nick?" AJ asked, pulling his hat over
his eyes slightly.
"Why, itll probably just get ripped up again!" Nick said smiling. He
realised he did look a bit, in fact a lot, of a mess though. What was the point if a
similar crowd would be facing them at the airport however.
"That wont be a problem Nick. Kevin told me before we left, the limos are
taking us right round the back of the airport to the plane, since its an internal
flight there are no customs or anything." Brian spoke up for the first time, so you
can change your shirt.
"But dont you think its kinda sexy?" Nick said, grinning.
"Save it for the next photoshoot Nicky." AJ replied. While they were going
on, I reached over to the minibar and poured myself a glass of the Liebfraumlich wine in
the cabinet. I took a few sips, before taking the drink down quickly.
"You seem to drink a lot?" AJ spoke up as I finished the drink
"Stress. Helps to relax oneself. I dont drink much. I usually
have a shot of spirit at night, but beyond that I dont usually drink any alcoholic
beverages. They were kind enough to provide the drinks though, so I didnt see
the point of letting a decent wine go to waste?" I said matter of factly. As I
looked out the window, I could see we were now driving down one of the carpaths round the
taxiways of the airport. I returned the glass to the holder and got ready to leave.
The other limo had just pulled up next to the plane, a ladder going upto the doors.
It was a small, early Lufthansse 737, already running. Our luggage was
unloaded as we climbed up the steps. A small first class section was at the front,
for about 20 odd people. We had this to ourselves. The rest of the plane hadnt
boarded yet, so it was hard to say whether we would be completely alone or not. We
took our seats, and waited as the other passengers got on. I turned round as I heard
someone enter the first class section, and was surprised to see who it was.
The end of chapter four.
Well, I hope you enjoyed chapter four. A little bit of drama possible, and maybe a few
twists? I dont think I can really call it a cliff hangar at the end, but youll
have to wait a few days for the next part to see who it is. Thanks for reading. As always,
comments to trekster2@hotmail.com . Thanks to all those who have replied. No bad
comments yet, touch wood! I might make the next instalment a slightly longer one. It
depends how long it takes me to write and tie the section up neatly with a clean ending,
giving you something to look forwards to in the next issue. See yas. Oh yeah, the
possible relationships are all made clear over the next two or three chapters, a few
people have been asking that. The next chapter will be up in 4 days hopefully!
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