Date: Wed, 2 Jan 2002 20:19:53 -0800 (PST) From: Justin Subject: Jackson Taylor Reporter to the Stars: Chapter Two JACKSON TAYLOR, REPORTER TO THE STARS CHAPTER 2 Gay male/Celebrity/Boy Bands Once again this story is in no way related to the guys in N Sync or any other celebrities that might be mentioned throughout the story. It is strictly a fantasy story about a fictional reporter that has the good fortune of making friends in high places. It is for your entertainment only. I apologize for some of the tense mistakes I made in chapter one, I originally started in third person and decided it would be more fun if the story were told from Jackson's perspective. As for the sex in the first one it was abrupt but that will be explained in coming chapters. But enough of my talking on with the story . . . CHAPTER TWO It had been two weeks since my meeting with N Sync. Not only had I gotten a story my boss loved for his paper, but I also got more than I could have hoped for. Justin's words kept echoing in my ear. How was he going to help me? He didn't get my phone number. Not even an e-mail address as corny as that sounds. But now here I was, sitting at work, not getting anything done because all I could do is think about this incredible man and how much I wanted to see him again just once. "Forget it Jackson, it is never going to happen." I whispered to myself. The secretary buzzed my phone. "Yes, Linda?" "There is a Mr. Randall on line 2 says you wanted to talk to him about a follow-up story from a couple weeks ago." She informed me. "Thanks," I clicked line 2 trying to remember who Mr. Randall was and what story I had done with him. "This is Jackson Taylor. Mr. Randall, how are you doing today?" "You have no idea who Mr. Randall is do you?" the young voice laughed. I recognized the voice immediately. How could I forget after the whispers I had heard in my ear. "Justin?" I said quietly. "How's the sexiest reporter in LA?" He said. That smile was on his face I knew it. "How did you find me? I thought you weren't going to see me again? I thought I wouldn't see you? Is this really you?" I inquired. "I knew the newspaper's name so I called it, I told you that you would, I have a promise to keep, and yes it's really Justin," he answered. "I'm glad to hear from you. But what took so long. I was beginning to think bad things about you," I smiled. "Well let me make it up to you. The reason I waited is because tomorrow is the last night of the tour and I have some time off to fill." "Oh so you just need a buddy, huh?" I was hurt. "No, it's not like that. Listen to me I sound like I'm making up after a bad first date. I was wondering if you would like to fly to New York for the weekend to see me and spend some time together." I thought about it. "Justin, I would love to, but I have to work." "Already taken care of that. Talked to your boss this morning. He's very impressed that you made such a huge impression on us, and he thinks it would be a great idea for you to come and get an in-depth interview into the life of a pop star." I knew that grin was on his face again. "You think of everything don't you?" "Usually. So why don't you go tell your boss you're leaving and go home and pack some things. The ticket is waiting for you at the gate, and I'm here waiting in New York for you, and I have a surprise waiting." Justin gave his orders. "Okay, I guess I will see you in a few hours," "See you then sexy, bye." Justin said before hanging up. I walked to my boss's office and he gave me a few instructions and I was on my way. I went home to my small two-room apartment and packed some clothes and then headed to the airport. I walked to the terminal number he had given me and told them my name. The nice flight attendant handed me my ticket and I looked it over. First class. Well, at least he spared no expense. The flight was quiet for me. Besides the attendant's asking me if I would like a drink or something to eat, no words were spoken. I was thinking about nothing and at the same time, everything. What was awaiting me? What had I gotten myself into? I really wasn't sure. The flight was over before I knew it and arrived at JFK Airport around nine PM. I walked out of the terminal and looked around hoping to see someone looking for me. I had never been to New York before and was a little nervous by myself. A young blonde lady tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around. "Mr. Taylor, right?" She asked. "Yes." "My name is Lisa. We met at your interview with the guys in LA." It was the blonde girl that walked me in. I knew she worked with them. I also noticed she was careful not to mention their name, so I took that cue from her and we chatted as she walked me down the corridor and to the platform where a limo was parked. The driver walked to the door and let Lisa and I in. I expected to see Justin inside, but he was nowhere to be found. She must have noticed my disappointment because she spoke. "He's at Madison Square Garden. Tonight is the second of three shows. He's going to meet you at the hotel tonight when he is done. We arrived at the hotel and she showed me to my room. It was the same floor as the guys. She told me that it would be an hour or so before they got back complaining about traffic or something. So I decided to take a shower. Nothing feels better after a plane flight than I nice hot shower. I finished showering and had lost track of time. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked into the bedroom. There he was sitting at the foot of the bed. He was waiting for me. "Well that is certainly a sight to behold," he smiled at me. "Your not so bad yourself stranger." "Come here to me," he said as he stood up. I walked over and he kissed me. It was just like before. Passionately. I don't know how long we did that and I don't care. It was amazing. He reached for my towel to pull it off but before he could I stopped him. "What's wrong?" he asked concerned. "I need to know something first," I said. "Am I just a good fuck or do you want more with me?" "Well you are a good fuck for sure," he saw that comment had hurt me. "But I do like you, and I want more with you. Look it's complicated on both our ends I know, but if you want to try this so do I." "I do. I just don't want to have sex to have sex. I want emotion behind it. I want to be in love." He looked at me and then walked away. I was hurt. Guess I would be going back to LA quicker than I thought. "Me too. And I apologize for our first time. If I had known that you would be different than the others I would never have done that to you. Look, the guys are waiting and I still have that surprise to show you. So put some clothes on that sexy body and come with me." Justin replied. I smiled and dropped my towel right in front of him and he looked me over laughing at my openness. I got dressed and before we left I asked him a question. "Do the guys know about us, well, you know, us?" I awkwardly asked. He laughed. "Yeah they know. We don't keep secrets from each other. But there are going to be people there that don't know so just act normal." We walked down the hall into what seemed to be a big meeting room. There was a lot of food and people sitting around talking. "Jackson!" I heard JC call out. "Hey man it's good to see you," Joey said as he patted me on the shoulder. Lance shook my hand. "It's good to see you again." Justin then walked me over to where Chris was standing. He was talking to three people I knew from television, Carson Daly, Ananda Lewis, and Bryan MacFayden, all VJ's at MTV. "Hey Jackson, what's up? This is the guy I've been telling you about," Chris said addressing the three VJ's. "Huh?" I asked dumfounded. "This is your surprise man," Justin began. "The guys and I really like your style and wanted to help you get your television break, and these guys are going to help you through an audition at MTV tomorrow if you would like the chance." "Thank you so much," I said hugging Justin and then pulling myself off thinking about what he had said earlier. "That would be incredible." "Ananda, Carson, Bryan, meet Jackson Taylor, a future VJ for MTV," Justin announced. "Well you've got to get the job first," Carson smirked as he shook my hand. Ananda reached over and gave me a hug. "Well I definitely think he's got the look. People will love him." I also noticed she winked at Justin. Bryan shook my hand but didn't say much more than nice to meet you. The party was incredible, but soon people began to leave and Justin found our way to his room, which was conveniently right across from mine. We got inside and I gave him a big kiss on the lips. "Thank you. I don't know how to repay you," I said. "You don't have too. I wanted to do it for you," he said kissing me back. "Well I want to thank you properly so get over here," I said as I sat on his bed and padded the seat next to me. He came over and sat down and we started kissing again. Before it could go any further, there was a knock on the door. He told me to get us something to drink while he got up to answer it. I reached for some drinks in the mini-bar and watched as he answered the door. "Hey sexy," I heard a feminine voice say. "Britney, what a surprise! I didn't know you were coming," Justin said shocked. Of course he was shocked. His girlfriend is at the door and his male friend is in the room. "Well I wanted to surprise you myself," She said kissing him and then she walked in. That's when she saw me. "Hello, I don't believe we've met, I'm Britney Spears." I was shocked. I didn't know what to do. I looked at Justin for an answer, but before he could say anything, she turned around with a hurt look and asked, "Just, What's going on here?" WELL I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND THE CLIFFHANGER. AS FOR THE LACK OF SEX, I FELT THAT THE STORY NEED A LITTLE MORE BACKGROUND BEFORE JUMPING BACK INTO THE BED. BUT IT'S COMING JUST WAIT. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK AT USM98@YAHOO.COM, ESPECIALLY THOSE THAT WROTE ABOUT THE FIRST CHAPTER. I'D LIKE TO KNOW IF I IMPROVED ANY.