Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2000 00:13:38 -0500 From: Susan Rogers Subject: Wooing my beloved/Chapter 8 Disclaimer.. This is a work of fiction, I do not know the members of n'sync or anything about their sexual orientation... Also, if you are underage, you shouldn't be reading this.. ---- I looked at Chris, he had made his decision? I cleared my throat, "You're decision?" "Yes," Chris said looking at me with serious eyes. Here was the moment I had been waiting for, Chris was finally going to tell me wether or not he wanted to be my true love, my boyfriend. "Um, and what might your decision be?" I asked softly, my whole body tensing as I stood in the shower gripping the white towel tightly. "My decision is this, we should go have breakfast with the other guys," Chris said bursting into a fit of giggles, and falling to the floor laughing. I felt the air woosh out of me, and I felt seriously ill. I didn't find this joke very funny. In fact, it wasn't amusing at all. I glared at Chris and brushed by him and into my room, closing the door in his face. I locked the door, wanting total privacy to wallow in self pity. I couldn't believe Chris would make such an awful joke. I knew he was funny, that was one of the reasons I loved him so much. But to give careless action to my feelings was so hurtful. I suspected this of other people, but not Chris. I thought Chris understood me, atleast he seemed to. Yet, this seemed to be all one big joke to him. Well dammit, it wasn't a joke. If he was going to be so callous well, so could I! I decided that I didn't want Chris so bad that I would neglect my feelings, and what I felt was right. Pretending this didn't bother me, wasn't right. Chris should know that, he should have thought of my feelings before he was so callous. I quickly dressed, not even paying attention to what I put on. Then I made my way to have breakfast with the other guys. --- The rest of my day was awful, and I felt like a robot going through the motions of being a normal person. Everyone kept asking what was wrong, but I didn't feel like talking right then. I even avoided Chris. He made several efforts to talk to me, but I didn't allow it. I did my best during the concert, and even if I did goof up no one would notice. All eyes were usually on Justin or J.C. Which didn't bother me at all. I enjoyed being on stage, and I did it mostly for me, and to make myself feel good. But tonight I just wasn't all there. Justin asked me if I wanted to go to a club with them when we returned to the hotel, but I refused. I opted for staying in my hotel room watching sappy romance movies and feeling sorry for myself. Around 2:30 in the am, I heard a knock on the bathroom door. I just wanted to ignore it, I knew what was behind the door and I just didn't want to deal with it. The knocking became more presistant, and I got out of bed. I couldn't ignore the knocking, because I didn't think Chris would get the hint and go away. I unlocked the door and found myself staring a weary looking Chris. He looked adorable, and for a brief moment my whole composure melted but I quickly snapped out of that and stood straight and did my best to glare. Chris just stared at me, with his hands behind his back. Obviously Chris noticed I wasn't about to speak, so he cleared his throat. "Lance, I'm really sorry about what I did earlier. I should have thought more about what I was doing, and how it would hurt you. i didn't mean to hurt you at all." Chris said giving me puppy eyes. "Well you did hurt my Chris, you hurt me a lot." I said softly turning away and making an attempt to close the door before I started crying. "Lance... please.. I'm not done." Chris pleaded to me, and I turned back and faced him... "I've made my decision, my REAL decision... about us" Chris said softly. I looked into his beautiful brown eyes.. interested to know the response... -------- Muehehehehehhe AHAHHAHA wahaha.. Ok folks, I had a little bit of spare time.. So i quickly zipped this off.. it isn't as long as I know some would like but I don't have a lot of free time to write... So this will have to tide you over :) Susie Q chocolate_cow_angel@hotmail.com