i got you*
chapter 5
JC stood outside the girls' dorm waiting for Amber to pack some stuff for the weekend with Lonnie talking to her guards into letting her go.
Soon, Amber comes out with a duffle bag and her backpack with her weekend homework, runs toward JC excited, he picks her up as she dropped her bags, twirls her around in a few circles hugging her, and stops to look at her.
"Good, I've missed you," she said.
"Me too," he added.
She looks up at him, "So what's the plan?"
"Well, touring the city, and going to a game this weekend?"
"Doug's championship basketball game?" she asked excitedly.
"Yep," he smiled.
"I'd love to go see Doug play. No one asked me to go. It's also their FIRST in History University of Georgia Bulldawgs to make it into the finals. They're playing against the winning team Duke University Blue Devils. Plus it'll be our first date together in a LONG time," she told him giggling the last part.
"Well, you two love birds ready to go?" Lonnie asked walking over.
"I am," JC said.
"Me too," Amber added.
"Let's go then."
"What about the guards?" Amber asked.
"Oh, they'll be back on Monday."
"Great," JC said picking up Amber's bags, and they headed for the van and the hotel.
~*~*~*~
Amber walked out of the bathroom of their deluxe hotel room that JC asked for when they arrived. She wrapped her robe around tighter and tying it up, and looked around the rooms looking for JC.
She soon heard music from the grand piano playing away, with a little upbeat tempo to it. She walked into the room seeing JC just sitting there and playing away, and she started to dance with the melody.
JC was listening to the music, calming himself down with all of the excitement since that morning. His girl was just in the other room, the girl that he last saw at the Grammy's last year, in an elegant deep-blue evening gown that he bought her. He even remembered seeing the flashing everywhere as he and the guys walked down the red carpet holding hands with her, and whispering soft words to her ear so no one heard.
As JC got done playing and dreaming, he looked up to see her dancing to the music, and she stops to see him watching her, stops, and blushes.
"So? How was your shower?" he asked.
"Wonderful," she sighed, "I never has a shower feel that good."
He smiled, "Come here," he held his hands out to her.
She goes over laughing and sits down beside him on the bench and hugs her sideways.
"I've missed you," he told her.
"I've missed you too," she smiled hugging him back.
They kiss and JC looks into her eyes and smiles, "I've missed looking into your eyes."
She looked away blushing, "Stop it."
He takes his hand under her chin to look at him. "It's the truth." He turns to face her, "Ams, I love you so much, I don't know how I can leave you again. When you were acting on stage tonight, seeing you after so long, I wanted to just go up there and hug you."
Amber whined, "Josh."
"I mean it. Really I do. Plus I want to ask you something." He sighed, "Amber, Johnny and I worked stuff out. Starting your new college courses, how about going to Florida to finish college?"
"What?" she asked.
"We called here, and asked the Dean and teachers if you can transfer down there to finish your last year. You can live with me, that way we're never apart."
"Josh, wait," she finally got to say. She sighed, "It's a great idea, but can I think about it first?"
"Sure," he said sadly. He was kinda hurt. Here he was, just telling her that she could transfer to another college, get away from the students that started everything, start a new life there.
Amber yawns, "I'm going to go to bed."
"Okay," he said as she stood up.
"Aren't you coming to join me?" she asked.
"I'll be there in a minute," he told her.
She bent over and kissed him on the lips, and went to the bedroom to go to sleep.
JC sighed, and looked at Amber's backpack that they left over by the door. He thought about something, got up slowly, went over quietly, opened her bag quietly as he could, pulls our her student planner, opened it up, and saw and name and number. He smiled, grabbed his cell phone from his back pocket, dialed the number, and listened.
"Hello?" he heard.
"Hello, is this Doug."
"Yes, who wants to know?"
"Hi it's Josh, Amber's boyfriend."
"Is Amber okay? Is she hurt, did those girls hurt her again?"
"No she's fine."
"Then what's wrong?"
"Well, sorry to be calling you so late, but could you help me out with something?"
"Sure. What's up?"
"Great- well this is what I had in mind…" JC started telling Doug.
~*~*~*~
The next morning, Amber woke up hearing the shower running, and looked over to see that JC wasn't there, but he did sleep. She sighed learning when they started dating, JC likes to sleep, but he can't sleep sometimes either so he'd stay up and write in his notebook, or be painting. She grinned, she picked that habit up more, and thanks to him, she better at it.
She soon heard him singing in the shower, and noticed that it was the same tune that he played on the piano last night.
She sat up and spotted the notebook on the bed stand, and she knew that she was not aloud to look inside, NO ONE.
She got in trouble reading the first page of one of his other notebooks, and he yelled at her so much, she started crying, and never told anyone that he hit her either for it. It was only a onetime thing, but she promised not to read it ever again.
The shower stopped running, and she knew that he'd be out soon. She got out of bed, and got ready herself.
~*~*~*~
JC was so excited he didn't get much sleep because Doug agreed to help him with the surprise for Amber.
JC heard her getting ready when he got done, and decided to head out of the bathroom so that she could finish getting ready.
"Morning," he said seeing her layout her clothes.
"Morning," she said looking at her clothes, and picks up a blue shirt and Levi pants, which JC grinned because it he loved the way they fit her figure. "So? What are the plans?" she asked grabbing them and headed for the bathroom.
"Well, touring the town, go shopping, lunch, and then head for the game."
"Well, why not lunch then the game? It starts at four, and its 11am now," she told him.
"True. We'll need Lonnie of course."
"I know."
"I can't wait to go out. We needed this," he said with a laugh.
Amber laughed as she finished getting ready, and pulled her hair back into a ponytail.
JC knew that Doug would have three tickets for them to sit behind the team that way they were guarded from fans and with Lonnie's help.
"Where do you want to eat?" he asked.
"I don't care. But something light cause I'm sure we'll eat at the game too."
"Okay, something small it is."
Amber came out ready, and JC grinned. "Do I look good, or do I LOOK GOOD?" she asked.
"It's great. Lets go."
They kiss, Amber grabbed her stuff, handed it to JC to put in with his wallet, and they headed out to go get Lonnie.
~*~*~*~
(back in Orlando)
Chelsea steps out of the shower, she shivers as her bare feet touch the titles, and wraps her scant body with a towel. After dabbing herself dry, she darts across the hall to her room, and puts on her clothes for the day. Chelsea stops briefly in front of her dresser to put on her earring and fluff her hair. Then she grabs an apple in the dinning room, heads over to the couch, landing butt first, Chelsea turns on the TV with the remote, and takes a bit out of the apple. "What a great way to start a day off."
A few hours later, her phone rings, she reaches over for her cordless on the table, and pushes a button. "Chelsea's Beach House for a little R&R is the place to be."
"Hi sweetheart," a female voice on the other end of the line said.
"Oh! Hey mom, how's it going?" Chelsea smiled.
"Terri and I are going out to lunch, and then, we're going shopping. We thought you might like to join us," her mom Tina answered.
"Well, I just started laundry, so, that'll take me all day. I think I'll just take a rain check on that mom," she replied which was really a lie.
"Okay, but if you change your mind, you know how to reach me."
"I know. Love you mom."
"Love you too. Bye." Her mom hung up, she did too, and puts her phone down on the couch cushion.
Chelsea gets up and stretches. Feeling a sudden pressure in her abdomen, Chelsea sighs, "Nature calls." She goes to the bathroom, and as she sits down, the phone rings. "Jesus Christ," Chelsea exclaims, "can't a girl take care of her business without being interrupted?" She finishes quickly, washes her hands right when her answer machine picks up.
"Hi, you reach Chelsea Summers, you know the drill… Bye," it said and beeped.
A young male's voice chuckled on the phone. "Hey, Chelsea, it's Justin. You know, JT. I'm having a party tonight, and I thought that you might like to come. Give me a call, alright?" He left his number, and hung up.
Hearing the message, Chelsea stopped in her tracks. Runs to the phone, and quickly calls Justin back.
"Your dime, my time," Justin answered.
"Hey, JT, it's Chelsea. I just got your message," she replied.
"Hey, how you doing girl?" Justin smiled.
"Great. I just walked in getting your message. I'd… love to come," she finally got out.
"Awesome. I'll send a limo over around 6pm," Justin says.
"That'd be great. I'll see you there," Chelsea said with a smile and a giggle.
"Count on it," Justin chuckled and they both said 'bye' and hung up.
As soon as Chelsea hung up, she started to squeal like a teenybopper. She has a date with THE Justin Randle Timberlake. She couldn't believe it. She looked at the clock on the wall. "Three hours," she said, and then, "OMG, what am I going to wear?"
She ran to her bedroom. She knew one person would help her out, but that person was spending time with her boyfriend.