| ~Test of Your Sanity 12~ |
| Heather grumbled as she opened the door to her hotel room. The one she�d be sharing with AJ for the next 2 days. �Could you go a little faster?� AJ hurried, his hands straining from all his bags. �I�m going!� She hip-bumped the door open and went inside, setting her bags down on the carpet. �Finally.� �Are you capable of not pestering me for ONE day?� she demanded angrily. She had had enough. �Yes. It�s just cuz YOU pester ME.� �UGH! I will never get you!� �Oh really?� �Yeah. I�ll never know why the heck you do things.� Without thinking, AJ leaned forward and kissed her, full on the lips. He put his arms around her, and without another thought, she did too. When they stopped, AJ asked, �So why did I do that?� Heather�s eyes clouded in worry. �What have I done?� Heather backed away from him, sitting down on the bed. AJ looked down at her. He was just as confused as she was. Why DID he do that? And the weird thing was, he LIKED it. And even worse, he LIKED the fact that he liked it. NOW we�re getting complicated. A million thoughts ran through their minds. Heather looked up at her long time friend. �Why DID you do that?� AJ just shook his head. �I don�t know. I seriously don�t know.� Heather hurried to her feet, face feeling hot. �This never happened.� She walked past the confused singer, slamming the door after her. *** �What was that?� AJ thought to himself. �What is happening to me?� He lay down on his bed and closed his eyes, replaying the events of the past week. His eyes flew open and he realized the truth. He loved her� *** Heather breathed hard as she wandered around the halls, thinking. �Why did that happen?� she thought over and over again. �Did he just do that to prove his point?� When he kissed her, a flood of feelings took over her. Now she was confused. Who did she love? Nick or AJ? Hmm�that�s the question of the day�or maybe the rest of her life. *** �Mmm,� Jessie mumbled, feeling herself moving. �Shh,� someone whispered. �We�re almost there.� The blast of cold air hit her, and she cuddled up against the person. Her mind was awake enough to figure out that JC was taking her somewhere, but that was all. Warm air soon overtook the cold and her body relaxed, even though she was wearing JC�s sweatshirt. Then she felt a lurch. Her stomach did a flip-flop and she groaned again. �We�re almost there sweetie.� The elevator lurched again and JC got off, the others ahead of him. He shifted his muscular arms to keep Jessie�s frail body from slipping. Justin opened the door to JC�s and Jessie�s hotel room. �Thanks,� JC thanked his friend. �No prob.� JC walked into the fancy room and set Jessie carefully on the bed. He knew she liked her sleep, and would be grouchy if awakened rudely. He pulled the covers up to her neck and kissed her forehead goodnight. �Love you,� he whispered. �Mmm love you too,� she grumbled. JC smiled, but a yawn came soon afterward. His eyelids grew heavy as he lowered himself onto his bed and fell asleep. *** �Nick?� Heather called, knocking on the door. The door opened and Howie stood there. �Hey.� �Where�s Nick?� �He�s down at the restaurant on the main floor.� �Oh. Thanks. �Why?� �Can�t I just talk to my boyfriend?� Heather asked defensively. Howie stepped back. �I get your drift.� �Good.� She turned around and headed toward the elevator. She had to tell SOMEBODY. |
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