"Get Ready...Tonight...Gonna make this a night [love] to remember." by Shalamar
My Kinda Guy
A Love To Remember
Chapter -- 16, Part C
by JT Poole and
Nicole Brown
Johnny's freaking out and Justin going on the way he is ain't making things any better for any of us. I wonder who sold those pictures to the media...we made them sign fucking confidentiality statements and everything and this still happened. I figure a lawsuit and us making efforts to keep others away from that hotel will do. As for Justin and his draws, that's his fault for doing that. He knew the press was there at the party. He should have kept those things on instead of acting like a ghetto ass fool.
"Johnny I think you need to calm down and take a breathe," JT tells him as he turns around and looks at JT like he was ready to punch him through the wall or something.
"Look Johnny he's right," I say, running to get in front of JT as he looks at the two of us.
"I don't need to calm down. I need to knock each and every one of you into hell," Johnny says as Justin gets up from the table.
"Wait a damn minute! We don't have to put up with this shit. We said sorry and that should suffice for now!" Justin shouts as JT and I start shaking our heads for him to just shut the hell up.
"I will not wait a damn minute," Johnny states walking back to the table picking up the newspaper. "This right here wasn't called for Justin! What the hell were you thinking?"
"I guess you've never gone to a Lutha concert before," Justin tells him as JT just shakes his head, walks over to Justin and smacks him upside the head.
"Hush up fool," JT says as Justin and Nick both looked at him funny.
"You should have smacked his ass when he threw the underwear on the damn stage in front of other people at this damn party!" Johnny shouts, slamming his hands down on the table. "What's the deal with the broken damn furniture? What caused that shit hmmm?"
"It was only a broken bed," Justin says, looking up at JT in a hurry and then moving out of his way.
"A broken damn bed that was in you guys' suite! A bed that was broken down completely with other strange things in the room like dirty stains on the carpet and shit! What the hell was that? If I didn't know any better, I'd say someone had a fucking orgy!"
"It wasn't an orgy," Justin says, looking away from Johnny quickly.
"What do you mean it wasn't an orgy? What the hell was it then Justin?" Johnny asks, that vein in his forehead throbbing visibly now.
"Could we just calm this down please? We have four children adjacent to this room Johnny. I'm sure they're able to hear a piece of this conversation," JT tells him as I was waiting for anything to happen.
"JT where the hell were you when this was going down?" Johnny asks him as he shrugged his shoulders, indicating he didn't know.
"Why you asking me? You act like I know what happened," JT says as me, Justin and Nick looked at his ass like he was crazy.
"This was all so fucking childish!" Johnny shouts, turning around and wiping his brow. "At least one of you was civil enough to not be involved in this mess."
"What!" Justin shouts, jumping up from his seat. "I know good damn well you ain't going to just stand there and act like you don't know what happened!"
"I don't know what happened," JT says as I was getting a little bit pissed off at his ass too.
"Excuse me," Justin says, walking over to where me and JT stood. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't it you that handcuffed me to the bed while we were having sex? Wasn't it you that was giving it to me so good that I needed to get my fucking hands free? Wasn't that you in that fucking bed with me, fucking my brains out?"
"Say what? What the hell is going on here JT?" Johnny asks, turning around to look at me and JT. "Please tell me no one filed for divorce while I wasn't looking."
"No one filed for divorce," Justin says, glaring at JT.
"You two were having sex? Kevin, Nick you two know about this?" Johnny asks, a look of sympathy on his face as he looked at me and Nick.
"No need for divorce, we were right there beside them," Nick replies, watching Johnny closely as he turned around quickly, looked at Nick like someone had shot him and then the next thing we knew, he was lying on the floor.
"Johnny? Johnny man are you alright?" I ask him, standing over him, trying to check to see if he was bleeding or anything.
"Lawd look what you did Justin! You just had to open your damn mouth! Now you've gone and killed him," JT says as we all gave him a mean look.
"I wouldn't have had to open my damn mouth if you hadn't been lying about what happened heffa," Justin says, getting up in JT's face. "How could you stand there and just act like you didn't know what was going on like that?"
"More like he was standing there acting innocent and shit and was going to let us take the fall for all that shit," Nick says, walking over to Justin.
"Now isn't the time to go into this," JT says as Justin stepped closer and knelt down to Johnny to check to see if he was actually breathing.
"Well his chest is moving and it seems like he's breathing. I think he just fainted," Justin says, getting ready to get up when Johnny's arms closed around his body. "What da fuck! Help!!!!"
Justin was thrashing around, kicking and screaming like a crazy fan as Johnny held on to him. Johnny was holding him so tight, his knuckles were turning white. Justin was breathing hard with tears streaming down his face. After a few minutes of that, he just stopped struggling with him and gave up. Johnny gritting his teeth and still holding on to Justin, got up off the floor still holding Justin in his arms.
"Are you in pain yet Justin? Does it hurt yet? Let me know when it does," Johnny says, still holding on to Justin as he started to laugh. "You now know what I feel every time I see something damaging to you guys in the media. What you're feeling is what I feel every time I have to get you guys out of trouble."
"Johnny stop!" Nick screams, standing in front of Johnny and Justin, wanting to get to Justin but was scared of what Johnny might do to him.
"Why do I want to stop? I have Justin right where I want him," Johnny says, a shit eating grin on his face.
"Johnny stop, I don't think he can breath," Nick tells him as Johnny let him go and Justin fell to the floor panting, sweat dripping from his face.
"Well at least now you know what it fucking feels like fore me when I open a damn newspaper or see something on damn TV about you guys!" Johnny shouts as Justin gets up off the floor.
"You had no fucking right to do that! I fucking quit!" Justin shouts, walking out of the room and slamming the door.
I must say with the things Johnny was doing just now, I say he stepped way over the line, but I'm not getting involved with that. Looking at Nick and JT, Johnny sat down at the table and picked up the newspaper. Shaking his head and looking in my and JT's direction, I wondered what he was about to say.
"I can't believe what I've found out here today. I don't believe this. I thought all of you were happily together," Johnny says, wiping his face with his handkerchief.
"We are happy, well we were up until now," I say as he looks at me wide eyed.
"Kevin don't get me started on you and mister over there," he tells me as I turned around and open the door.
"Fuck it, I'm not in the mood," I say, walking out of the room behind Justin.
He tried to fucking kill me just now! What the hell was he thinking, putting his hands on me like that? I'm not going to stand for that. When me and Nick get back home, I'm going to sue him for that shit! Fucking bastard tried to kill me because he's just mad that he doesn't have much fun as we do. He just needs to fucking get laid.
"Justin are you okay?" Kevin asks me, walking over to me as I hug him.
"No Kev, I'm not okay. This is turning into one of the worst days of my life," I tell him, wrapping my arms around him as I just wanted to use him as a giant crying cloth.
"Justin everything's going to be okay," he tells me, flicking a few of my tears away as I sniffle again.
"Do you really know that Kevin?" I ask him, looking into his eyes. "I've lost so much time doing this. When I was younger all I could think about was performing, but now..."
"Now it doesn't mean the same thing it used to," he tells me as I hug him again, a fresh set of tears coming to my eyes.
"Ever since I went back into the damn studio, I really haven't gotten the chance to spend the quality time I needed to with Nick, Jon or Steve. I miss all of them. I know I'm with Nick most of the time, but hell it's like I miss him the most. We're never together and awake at the same time it seems."
"I know what you mean," he tells me as the room door opens and Nick and JT walk out with Johnny following them with all the stuff he brought into the room.
I'm so pissed with JT right now, I don't know what to do or say about how he acted. That really pissed me off when he tried to play super dumb in there. When things settle down, I'm gon get up in his ass, my way.
"Justin I'm sorry for what I did," Johnny tells me, stepping closer to me and extending his hand. "Can we call a truce or something?"
"No we can't Johnny! You were trying to fucking kill me in there," I tell him as Nick walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Justin calm down. He didn't mean to do it. He was just upset and worried about what's currently happening," Nick tells me as I look at him.
"He didn't have to do what he did to me," I tell him, stepping away from him now. "He didn't have to choke me for a damn party in a hotel room and some underwear on a damn stage."
"Justin's that's not all," JT says, walking over to me as he hands me a piece of paper. "The hotel is suing us for damages to the room and for the bad publicity they've gotten because of our actions."
"What the fuck! Let me see that," Kevin says, taking the piece of paper from me. "That fucking hotel can't sue us! We need to be suing their asses! They signed fucking confidentiality statements and they let this stuff slip out. We need to call them on that shit!"
"Well that's something I'm considering, but first we need to straighten all of this out," Johnny says, sitting down in the nearest chair.
"Well once this is straightened out, I'm still outta here," I tell him as Johnny stands back up.
"Please Justin don't quit," he pleads with me. "I know I was wrong. I went a little too far with my actions."
"Damn right you did," I tell him, hugging Nick again. "I'll consider my career when Nick and I come back from our vacation."
"Vacation?" Johnny asks.
"That's right Johnny," I tell him. "Once this tour is over, we're going to take some time for ourselves. Then and only then will I consider coming back. I've had enough of working and sacrificing my family because of your hectic schedule for me."
"Okay Justin. I'll take that for right now," Johnny says as he looks at Kevin and JT. "JT I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to say the things I said to you in there."
"It's alright Johnny," JT says as me and Kevin looked at him as he looked down at the floor. "We all say things in the heat of the moment. Don't worry about it."
"But still JT, I...I didn't really mean those things. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for that," Johnny says, collecting all of his stuff and walking towards the door. "I'll see you guys in New York tomorrow."
"Yeah okay," JT says as he pulls away from me and Kevin and walks into his and Kevin's room and closes the door.
"Okay what did we miss?" Kevin asks, looking at Nick.
"Just leave it alone," Nick says, shaking his head.
"What happened baby?" I ask him.
"Johnny reamed him out for all of this and said some very hurtful things. JT just stood there and took it all without saying anything else about it," Nick tells us as Kevin pulled away from me and walked towards his and JT's room as he opened the door and peeked in.
I can't believe he said all that shit to me. I know I played a part in what happened, but he didn't have to call me out of my name and he didn't have to tell me that I wasn't useful like I was before I got shot. That shit hurts, but I'm not going to let it bother me. I'll just brush it off and go on about my own business. He's going to need me again one day and when that time comes, I won't be available. What was going on with me? I was sitting on the bed and all I could do was cry. I don't think I've cried like this in a long long time. I guess it's true now, I'm truly gay and there's no turning back. I just wish I knew how long all of this is going to last. Like Johnny said, I'm not the young new stallion on the block like I was a long time ago. Pretty soon Kevin will get tired of me and move on.
"Baby what's wrong," Kevin asks me, walking into the room and sitting next to me.
"N-nothing's wrong," I tell him, getting up to get our suitcases out of the closet so we could put the things we had taken out back in.
"JT stop it. I know something's wrong with you. I can feel it in my heart and that's not good," he tells me, getting up and walking up behind me. "What happened between you and Johnny?"
"Don't worry about it Kevin," I tell him, sniffling as I threw our things into the bag, not caring that they were folded or not.
"I have to worry about it baby. Johnny said or did something that hurt you and it's hurting me," he tells me as he wraps his arms around me and starts kissing my neck. "Please baby, tell me what's wrong."
"It doesn't really matter Kevin!" I shout at him, pushing him away from me as I just stood there, crying more now. "Just leave me alone Kevin. It doesn't really matter now!"
"JT? JT don't push me away like this," he tells me as he steps closer to me and I push him away again.
"No Kevin, just stay away. I need to finish packing our bags. Why don't you go get the boys ready to go. It's almost time for us to leave anyway," I tell him.
"I'm not worrying about that JT. I'm sure Tyler is handling that right now. Talk to me baby. Don't push me away like this," he tells me as he wraps his arms around me, holding me like I was going to disappear from him.
"No Kevin, I'm not going back there," I tell him. "It's already been said and done and he apologized for it. Just squash it, I'm done with it."
"Baby if you were done with it, why are you crying now?" He asks me, lifting my chin so that I could look him in the eye.
"I'm done with it Kevin, just leave it alone," I tell him, pulling out of his arms as he sighs and grabs my arm.
"Baby please, don't close me out of this," He tells me.
"I'm not closing you out, just don't want to get into it. Why can't you just let it go Kevin?" I ask him.
"Because I don't like to see you hurt and crying like this," he tells me.
"Well Kev, there's nothing you can do about that. It's already said and done," I tell him, turning away from him. "Regardless of this, there's always something in the world that's going to hurt me and you won't be able to stop it Kevin. I know you want to help me out with this, but don't. You can't."
"Why can't I?" He asks me as I just push him away and go back to packing our stuff. "Stop this JT! You acting like a spoiled brat isn't cutting it right now. Stop this and now."
"Excuse me? Did you just call me a spoiled brat Kevin?" I ask him, stopping what I was doing and turning my attention to him, throwing a shirt at him.
"Yes I called you a spoiled brat!" He shouts at me. "Every time something bad happens or someone upsets you, you get in this shitty silent bitchy mood that pushes all of us away from you. I'm not going to let you push me away."
"Fuck you," I say, turning away from him as he grabs my arm.
"Normally I would let you, but now isn't the time JT," he tells me, turning me around and looking me in the face. "I love you damnit! We don't need any unneeded drama right now baby. We have too much going on for it! Talk to me baby or else!"
"Or else what Kevin?" I ask him, glaring at him.
"Are you trying to ruin our marriage?" He asks me, turning away from me now as I could tell he was about to cry.
"I'm not doing anything Kevin," I tell him, grabbing his arm now and turning him around to confirm that he was crying.
"We're pulling apart from each other again," he tells me, walking out of the room, crying harder now.
"Kevin...oh fuck it. I'm not going to run behind him," I say, going back to packing the rest of our things, piling the rest of the stuff in the suitcase and taking it out to the door, passing Nick and Justin with evil looks on their faces.
After putting our stuff with the others, I looked around the room for Kevin. Not seeing him out in the open room, I figured he was in with the boys. Spotting Tyler walking out of his room with his bags, he motioned to me that Kevin was in with the boys. Going to check to see if they had all of their things packed, before I could get to the room Justin grabbed my arm and stopped me.
He stood there holding my arm and looking at me. The way his eyes looked into mine, it was like he was trying to pierce my soul. Trying to pull away from him, he tightened his grip, pulled me closer to him and kissed me. What the hell? Did I just get the kiss of death or something? Pulling away from him, the expression on his face told volumes. Nick had told him all the things Johnny had said to me.
So I guess that's how it's gonna be from now on with them. They'll know just how worthless I really am and probably feel the same way as Johnny. I'm sure Nick told Justin and I'm sure he'll probably tell Kevin sooner or later. This is just fucking great. When it comes to keeping secrets and not telling things, Nick can't hold damn water. Just something else I have to deal with.
Walking into the boys' room, Jaken turned around and attached himself immediately to my leg. Reaching down and picking him up, I kissed him on his forehead and put him down as Kevin walks over to me. Looking into my eyes, he just kisses me and turns around as I grab his hand.
"Come with me," I tell him, pulling him out into the main room.
"Why JT?" He asks me, pulling out of my grasp.
"We need not fight about this Kevin," I tell him as he shakes his head.
"We're not fighting JT," he tells me as I raise an eye at him.
"Why are you calling me JT then?" I ask him as he just stops and leans up against the wall.
"JT I feel so left out when you don't tell me what's happening with you. We're married damnit. Doesn't this ring on your finger mean anything to you?" He asks me, grabbing my hand and rubbing the ring there.
"This ring means a whole lot to me," I tell him, looking away from him quickly.
"If it means so much to you, why don't you tell me what's happening damnit? We've been together for a long time now and it's like you don't trust me enough to tell me what's happening with you," he tells me, holding his head in his hands. "Why won't you just open up to me damnit?"
"I'm sorry Kevin," I tell him, looking down at the floor. "I don't know what to say right now, really I don't. All I can say is that I love you. I hope you know that."
"I love you too JT, but I would like to be kept in the loop of what's going on in the life of the man I'm married to. It hurts me not finding out or being the last to know about things that have happened or currently going on with you. It makes me feel like you don't trust me to know what's going on. I know with your profession there are things I don't need to know, but when it involves you, I would like to know what's causing my husband pain."
"Why Kevin? Do you want to hurt too? You want to experience some of the pain I go through?" I ask, looking back in the direction of Justin and Nick. "Why do you feel I don't trust or love you enough when I don't open that part of myself to you?"
"You know why," he tells me, caressing my face. "I hurt when you hurt."
"I hurt when you hurt too, but there are just some things that you shouldn't bother with. It's not worth causing you pain too. Just let it die," I say, looking down again.
"Die like our love is dying?" He asks me.
"Kevin our love isn't dying," I tell him, looking back up at him with tears in my eyes.
"It feels like it JT," he tells me as I look back at Nick and Justin and then back to him. "Fine."
After pulling him over to a set of chairs in the room and sitting him down next to me, I started telling him about the things Johnny had said to me. To say the least, his reaction was a bit like Nick's. He was fuming mad and was ready to go find Johnny and kick his ass and possibly commit murder or something worse. He looked at me and pulled me into a hug, kissing me and apologizing for his earlier actions. His anger level was so high on Johnny, I think Josh could have came out and started harassing me or something and he would have gotten away with it. I just hope this doesn't cause more stress. We don't need anymore of that right now.
For the last three hours, we've been on this funky ass bus doing nothing. It's like we're all in a mood and no one wants to get out of it. When we got on the bus, things were a little bit strained due to what happened between JT and Johnny. I thought Johnny and JT were friends, but after he said those mean horrible things to him, I'm surprised that JT didn't drop him right then and there on the spot. Johnny was a total asshole. He had no right saying what he said about JT. None of the things he said were true, but I only think he said it to get a bad reaction out of JT. I don't know what in the hell he was really thinking. I could understand things if JT went after Kevin, but that's not how those two got together. Kevin did everything in the book to get with JT and each time JT rejected him until the end. I don't think JT is a poser only out for fame and money, if that was the case, JT would have been the one going after Kevin. We totally need to think about getting a new managing company, Johnny is causing stress that's surely going to ruin someone's life.
Walking to my and Justin's bedroom, I open the door to see that he's laying across the bed, still passed out. When we got on the bus, he was so agitated that he stripped down to his draws and crawled under the covers. Since we got four more hours to go, I should be sleeping too, but I can't sleep right now. I'm worried about what's going to happen with JT and Kevin. They say they're fine, but I can tell that there's a rift forming between the two of them. All of that stress because of fucking Johnny. If I have to, I'll kick his muthafuckin ass myself.
"Hi there Nick, why aren't you sleeping too?" Tyler asks me, sitting down next to me at the front of the bus.
"I'm just not sleepy right now Tyler," I tell him, turning my attention back to the head of the bus. "Are you the only one up?"
"Well besides you and Hal, yes," he tells me, taking a sip of his water. "Why can't you sleep Nick?"
"I don't know," I tell him.
"Does it have anything to do with the mood JT, Kevin and Justin are in?" He asks me, taking another sip of his water.
"I don't know Tyler, that could be it," I tell him, getting up, walking into the kitchen area to get something to drink for myself. "Since earlier when Johnny was around, things have been somewhat fucked up."
"I know," he tells me, looking over at me. "I overheard Kevin and JT arguing about that earlier before we got on the bus."
"Well I think that's the issue for everyone around on this bus," I tell him as he nods at me and the bus starts to slow down. "Is there something wrong Hal?"
"Nick there's a police officer behind the bus flashing its lights at me," Hal says as I walk to the front of the bus and Tyler does the same. "The officer is getting out of the car and he has someone else with him."
"Okay, I think I'll go get JT," I say, walking towards the back as Tyler walked the rest of the way up to Hal.
Since we got on the bus, Kevin rolled over in bed and Toby crawled up on his back and fell asleep with him. Not wanting to move him and cause a bad emotional commotion, I decided to let Toby lay there until he either slid down on the bed, or Kevin grabbed him and moved him. Since I wasn't too tired, I sat up and turned on the television. Catching the news footage of Kelly Baldwin's death on CNN, I felt a little bit more sorry for Joey's loss. Not really knowing the woman and her child that much, my heart went out to Briahna, hoping that she won't be in pain for too much longer that Joey is going to be there to get her soon.
Changing positions on the bed, Jaken wakes up from his nap, yawns and looks up at me. Stretching his little arms, he crawled into my lap and leaned against my chest as I wrapped my arm around him.
"Hey little man," I say, tickling his stomach as he starts giggling as someone knocks on the door. "Come in."
"JT Hal stopped the bus. He says there's a police officer behind us," Nick tells me, standing in the doorway.
"What? Why?" I ask him as I stand up with Jaken in my arms, turning around and putting him on the bed as I walked over to Nick.
"I don't know JT. Tyler's up with Hal right now, so I'm sure he's handling it," Nick says as I hear Tyler calling my name.
"JT man you need to get up here," Tyler says as I sigh, pat Jaken on his back and walk up front with Nick following me.
"What's going on Tyler?" I ask him, looking at Hal and then at the police officer standing there as John Patrick comes into view. "What's going on out there?"
"Does he belong with your group sir?" The officer asks me.
"Yes he does," I say, looking at John closely. "What are you doing with the officer John?"
"We found this man back in Washington D.C at a Super Eight motel, bound and gagged in a closet. He told us that he was a security agent with your company and that he's currently assigned to the Backstreet Boys tour," the police officer explains to me.
"Did you say bound and gagged in a closet in a motel?" I ask, not really sure if I had heard that or not.
"That's correct sir," the police officer replies as John looks down at the ground again. "He told us he was attacked by someone from behind and they tied him up and placed him in the closet."
"Ah okay," I say, not really knowing what to say at the moment. "Ah John come on up here."
"Thank you sir for catching me up to them," John says, shaking the police officer's hand.
"No problem guy, just helping out a fellow police officer," the officer states as I raise my eye at that comment. "I'll be getting back on to Washington. You people take it easy now."
"We will," I say as John walks onto the bus past me and Hal closes the door. "John what the hell is going on?"
"Brian Littrell," he tells me, taking a seat next to Tyler as I stood there, leaning against the wall watching him.
"What do you mean by that? I thought you were on your bus. Why didn't Benjamin tell any of us that you weren't on the bus?" I ask him.
"With the way things happened, I don't believe he knew one way or the other," John tells me.
"What do you mean by that?" I ask him as he shakes his head. "John you best be straight with me here."
"That's just it, I'm not straight," he tells me, holding his head down as I'm sure my eyes almost popped out of my head. "Just go ahead and say it JT."
"Say what?" I ask him, sitting down now, as it seems I needed to.
"Go ahead and say that I'm fired," John says as I just continue to look at him, trying to assimilate this information.
"I'm not going to fire you for something, well unless I have cause to," I tell him as Tyler gets up after hearing Toby cry.
"You might fire me when I tell you what really happened today," John tells me, still looking down.
"What actually happened today John?" I ask him, dreading what he was about to tell me about what happened today, that actually had to do with Brian Littrell. "Wait a minute, were you with Brian this morning?"
"Yes I was," he tells me, looking over to me. "When I left the suite this morning, I went over to Brian's hotel and we...we had sex. When it was time for us to get ready to get back over to the main hotel, the last thing I remember was him standing over me, smiling while holding a night-stick in his hand."
"So you two had sex and when things were done, he knocked you out and tied you up, gagged you and pushed you into the room closet?" I ask, standing up again.
"Yeah," he tells me as I just shake my head at him.
"I'm not one to interfere with my employees lives, but when it comes to people hanging around with Brian Littrell in that capacity, I have to draw the line. Brian has too much shit going on in his life right now. He's not the one to start a relationship with if that's what you're looking for. Hell if you're looking for a quick piece of ass or whatever, he's not the one for that either, as you can see," I explain to him as he shakes his head. "I'm going to call Benjamin and get you on your bus. When you get on the bus, you tell Brian just for me, that he's under arrest and his actions will be monitored. He will be watched from this point on."
"JT are you sure that's something you want to do?" He asks me.
"Damn skippy," I tell him as I turn around. "I'm going to make the call. On our next food/gas stop, you can get back on your bus."
"Yes sir," he says as I head back to the room to get back in bed and keep Jaken company.
After that long ass bus ride and the car ride here, I'm glad that we're finally home. We just got the boys settled into bed and me and JT are both tired as all hell. Showing Nick and Justin where they would be sleeping, we all sat on the sofa in the living room and flipped on the television. Looking over at JT, my heart still ached from all the stuff he told me about what Johnny had said to him earlier in the day. Moving closer to him and wrapping my arms around him, we share a passionate kiss as Justin and Nick followed suit.
"Don't go having sex around in the house to mark territory or something. We already did that," I say as Nick starts giggling.
"We wouldn't do something like that Kev, your kids are close by," Justin says as I shake my head at him.
"Yeah right man, like that's gon stop you," JT tells him as Justin sticks his tongue out.
"You can put that to use on me," Nick says, pulling Justin back down to him as they resume their kissing.
"Gladly," Justin tells him as a cell phone starts ringing in the room.
"It's not mine," JT says as he pulls his phone out of his pocket, flipping it open.
"It's mine," Justin says, pulling out his phone, flipping it over and looking at the caller ID. "It's Chrissy."
"Wonder what she wants," Nick says as Justin answers the phone.
"Hey girl what's up?" Justin asks, looking over to Nick and then JT and me. "Okay, hold on for just a sec. Ah JT is it alright for Chrissy to come over and talk to the two of us?"
I don't see why not," JT tells him as he smiles and goes back to his phone call.
Feeling a little big hungry, I get up and pull him up too as I head to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I see that we had nothing that I wanted to eat. Opening the freezer and pushing things around, my eyes settled on a box of White Castlec microwavable burgers. Pulling the box down and placing it on the table, I smile at JT again. Laying the box on the counter top as I continue looking for something else to go with the burgers, I move other things around. Waving his hand at me, he walks out of the kitchen, walks into the pantry and opens the deep freezer door and pulls out some fries and a box of real burgers.
"I think I would enjoy the real thing, not those small ass hamburgers," he tells me, smiling at me. "Let's go crank up the grill and throw these on."
"At this time of night?" I ask him.
"You act like its really late or something. It's a little bit after nine Kevin. People cook on the grill around this time," he tells me, smiling again as he places the items on the counter, walks past me to go outside to start up the grill.
Opening the burgers, I took a few of them out of the box and placed them on a tray. Grabbing the fries and pitting them in the frig's freezer, I walked outside to him to see if he needed any help.
"Baby you need any help with that?" I ask him.
"I got it," he tells me, turning around and pressing a button on the outside wall panel that turned on the deck lights and lit up the swimming pool. "Go call Tyler and ask him if he wants to hang out with us, the adult us tonight."
"He's been around us all day baby, I doubt he would," I say, smiling as we walk back into the house.
"Oh well, just call him anyway and extend the offer," he tells me, walking over to the refrigerator. "What do you want to go with the burgers besides fries?"
"I can whip up some salad and we get some chips and stuff," I tell him, looking through the cabinet, pulling stuff down as he opens the refrigerator and pulls out the items needed to make a garden salad and the other items needed to make some potato salad.
"Well let me go see if Justin and Nick want something different," JT says, walking into the living room to see Simon James standing in the room, holding a gun on Nick and Justin, who were backed up against the wall. "What the hell are you doing in here Simon?!"
"JT don't do anything, he might shoot us," Justin says, the fear apparent in his voice.
"What do you want Simon?" JT asks him, stepping in front of Justin and Nick, motioning for them to move behind him. "Well?"
"I came here to get what's due me," Simon says, smiling as he stepped closer to JT, pointing the gun at his chest.
"What's that supposed to be Simon? What are you due?" JT asks him.
"I'm due lots and lots of money and I'm going to get it from all of you," Simon says, smiling as he pulls a package out of his jacket. "Open it bitch."
"What is it Simon? What's in the packet?" JT asks him as Nick tried to move into the Kitchen but was stopped by Simon.
"Blondie I suggest you stay where you are or I'll bust a cap in your faggety ass!" Simon shouts as it was clear that Kevin had heard him in the kitchen.
"What the hell is going on in here?" Kevin asks, stepping into the living room to see what was going on.
"You join your friends up against the wall lover boy," Simon tells him, waving the gun at him.
"Simon what is it that you want?" JT asks him.
"I told you already, I want what's due me," Simon says, tapping the gun on the envelope that was in JT's hand. "Open that and you'll see why."
"See what?" JT asks, opening the packet and pulling out the contents. "What the hell!"
"What is it baby?" Kevin asks, trying to see what it was as Justin was looking over JT's shoulder.
"Oh shit, it's us...all of us," Justin says, trying to get a closer look at the stuff.
"That's right its all of you," Simon says, smiling at JT and Justin. "If you guys want to keep that and the rest of the crap I have out of the media, you'll do what I want."
"What is it that you want Simon?" JT asks him.
"I want two million dollars plain and simple," Simon says as a door opens behind Kevin, Jaken walking into view.
"Oh God no!" JT shouts, jumping on Simon, knocking him to the ground. "Kevin get to Jaken! Justin, Nick scatter! Now!"
"Let's move!" Justin shouts, grabbing Nick, following behind Kevin as JT and Simon rolled around on the floor, struggling with the gun.
TO BE CONTINUED...
I don't know any of the members of «N SYNC, Backstreet Boys or any other celebrities mentioned. I don't know anything about their sexual orientation or the orientation of any other celebrities in this story (even though I wish some of them were gay). This story is fiction and you shouldn't take it for anything else but that. This is for entertainment value only folks.