Date: Thu, 16 Mar 2000 20:42:17 EST From: DivaKitT@aol.com Subject: Justin's Secrets part two I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take this long with this chapter, but I hit a kind of road block. Next chapters should be out on a more regular 3-4 day basis. Disclaimer: This is a fictional story of homosexual content involving the members of *NSYNC. To my knowledge they are not gay and I do not claim to know that they are. If you are offended by this type of material . . . don't read it. If you're under 18 . . . come back when you're older. * * * June 2000 "Justin!" Lynn yelled up the stairs. "Yeah?" came the distant reply. "Angelique is on the phone," she told him. Lynn heard a door open and slam, then Justin appeared at the top of the stairs. "Throw me the phone," Justin ordered. Lynn, holding the phone in one hand, placed her hands on her hips. "Why can't you just talk down here?" she asked. "The guys," Justin drug out in an exasperated voice. "Well, I want to talk to them too!" Lynn retorted. "I never get to talk to my--" Lynn was cut off by Justin bolting down the stairs and covering her mouth. "Mo-om!" he whined snatching the phone out of her hand and giving her a dirty look. Lynn rolled her eyes and walked back into her office. Justin jogged back up the stairs. Once at the top he looked around discretely, making sure neither Chris nor JC were around. "Salut?" he said into the phone. "Salut, Justin! ?a va mon ami?" "Not much. You know me and my boring life," Justin replied sarcastically. Angelique laughed. "You're getting really good, Justin," she complimented. "Thanks," he replied, " I have a good teacher." "Aw Justin, you're such a sweetie!" Angelique giggled. "I know," he teased. "So, what are you up to?" he asked more seriously. "Well, not much really," Angelique said after a moment of thinking. "University is done on Monday, then we let out for the summer." "Really?! Monday?" Justin said in excitement. "Can I come visit?" "N. . .no," Angelique said. Justin was extremely confused. He always visited during the summer, right after Angel got out of school. "Why not?" he asked in shock. "Well, I was thinking I could come and visit you this summer," she explained. Justin sat down at the top of the stairs and sighed heavily. "You and Josh?" he asked warily. "Yes." "Angel, you know I love you two, but--" "But you still haven't told the guys," Angelique finished for him. Justin nodded his head as if she'd see him. "Yeah," he told her somewhat sadly. "You're going to have to tell them eventually," Angelique informed him. "You know that, right?" "Yeah, I know. . ." There was silence for a few seconds. "He misses you, Justin," Angelique said quietly. Justin sighed and stood up. "I miss him too," Justin admitted. There was another long pause. "I don't know how to tell them," Justin muttered. "Just tell them," Angelique advised. "Oh yeah!" Justin snapped. "That'll work! Gee guys, I just wanted to tell you, by the way, I have a--" Justin was cut off as someone tackled him to the ground causing him to drop the phone. He rolled over and saw JC straddling him with a large grin on his face. "I was on the phone," Justin said incredulously. "Sorry," JC responded lightly. "Who are you talking to?" "No one," Justin growled trying to push JC off his waist. "Oh, being secretive," JC snickered. "It wouldn't be the infamous Angeliqu e, would it?" "No!" Justin replied a little too quickly. JC looked at him a moment before his smile grew wider. "It is, isn't it?" he laughed. "Let me talk to her!" JC and Justin reached for the phone at the same time, but JC was just a little quicker. He grabbed the phone and held Justin away with his other arm. "Hello?" JC laughed. "Hello . . ." came a wary reply. "Is this Angelique?" JC asked. "Yes." There was a long pause as JC tried to think of something decent to say, but he didn't really know anything about her except that her and Justin were really close. "Um. . . I guess, I'll let you talk to Justin," JC decided sheepishly. There was no reply as he passed the phone back to Justin. Justin snatched the phone away and stuck his tongue out at JC. "Désolé," Justin said turning his back on JC. "JC est énervant." "What are you saying about me?" JC asked over Justin's shoulder. "I said you're irritating!" Justin responded pushing JC away. "Leave me alone! We need to talk about something!" "Fine whatever," JC shrugged his shoulders and turned down the hall. Justin watched longingly as JC sauntered down the hallway to his room. Justin let out a depressed sigh. "Sorry again," he said. "Are you okay, Justin?" Angelique asked sounding worried. "No, not really, but what else is new?" Justin stated rhetorically. "Is it JC?" she questioned. "Yeah," Justin replied in a small voice. "Isn't it always?" It was Angelique's turn to sigh. "Are you going to tell him?" "No," Justin admitted pathetically. "You should," Angelique told him. "I know," he said quietly. There was silence. "You can come," Justin announced out of the blue. "Really!?" Angelique squealed. "Merci, merci, merci beaucoup Justin!" Justin couldn't help but laugh. Josh did the same thing when he got excited. "We'll be there on Wednesday. Our flight arrives at 3:30," Angelique reported. "Wait! You mean you already bought tickets?!" Justin asked in surprise. "Yes. I knew it would be okay and I knew you would say yes. . ." she taper ed off. Justin laughed. "Okay, okay, give me a minute to write this all down," Justin said. Justin walked over to the hall table and picked up a pen. "Alright," he said," ready." "Flight 3587, United Airlines, arrives at 3:30 PM. Remember, it's this Saturday, Justin!" Angelique relayed. "Okay," Justin laughed," I got it." There was a comfortable silence for a moment. "Well, I have to get going. It's getting late here," Angelique said. Justin smiled. "Yeah, I know," Justin answered happily. "I'll see you guys on Wednesday." "Yeah. I'm so excited!" Angelique giggled. "I know, me too." "I'll see you, Justin." "Bye, Angel." "Bye, Justin." Justin hung up the phone and leaned up against the table. "This is going to be interesting," he sighed to himself. * * * TBC. . . Not much, but it's still coming. Please send questions, comments, and constructive criticism to DivaKitT@aol.com Oh yeah!!! And whose Josh!?