only hope*
chapter 01
�Wow, I guess that this is it, huh?� My body slouched unto the jets leather seats as I let out a sigh.
�Yeah, I guess so honey�� Lynn (Justin�s mom) replied.
�What never� Aunt Harless?� Cracking a smile I nudged her shoulder.
�Oh please, you sound like one of Justin�s cousins.�
�Why?� Confused, I added, �Do they hide from the media too?�
�No, they try to humor me with all that Aunt Lynny stuff, sweetie you�re my son�s new girl, just call me momma. Got it, Sarah?� Her hand patted my leg.
�Got it MOMMA.� I smirked.
*******
On the way to Justin�s
~Hollywood Hills L.A.~
Cars, cars, cars. Buildings, buildings, buildings. Did California have much else? Palm trees weren�t an exception.
�Come on, damn traffic!� I muttered to myself. �How much farther is his house�. I thought I lived in B.F.E.� Impatiently, I drummed my fingers against the limo�s tinted window.
�Miss, sorry to interrupt but you�ve got a call.� The old, gray haired driver opened the panel separating us and handed me a cell phone.
�Hello?� I questioned, still wondering where in the hell the cell phone came from.
�Ma girl there yet?� Justin asked.
�Nope� traffic. But I�m in Cali, anymore news as to when you can get here?�
�Ummm, actually, not until tomorrow afternoon but no later than 5. When you get to my house call me. Aight?�
�K, talk to you later then.� I wrapped up out conversation.
�Mmmk, hey, love you.�
�Love you too.� Then I hung up.
*******
At Justin�s house
1 P.M.
�Thank you.� I told the limo driver and walked up to the porch of Justin�s mansion.
�Holy shit!� I exclaimed as I punched in the security code that I had written down on a piece of paper a few nights ago when we had done our planning. When I walked in I was even more shocked I than I thought I'd be. Everything was so expensive and nice, I felt debated to take off my shoes before I reached any kind of carpeting.
�Ok, which room is his?� I giggled to myself after I had walked upstairs. I started to fling doors open down the hall. Finally, after opening and closing about 7 doors I found his, it was all the way at the end of the hallway and when I went to set my book bag and purse down I came across a picture of me on his dresser.
This was where I was going to be staying. This was my house now too. Suddenly a burst of pure excitement bubbled throughout my chest.
�My house�.� Whispering to myself I reached for the phone next to his night stand.
After I had let him know that I was there I decided to take a shower and wash off all of my bright and flashy make up. It felt so good to get that itchy brown wig off of my head too. Blondes should never turn brunette. I had now fully convinced myself that it would be a sin to dye my hair any shade darker. Cover-ups weren�t any fun but it was time to get used to them. I had no choice now. After all, I was still a run-away.
*******
The next Morning
10 A.M.
I had to look good for Justin. This had to be special. Luckily, I had bought some slimming clothes. I knew about 6 months ahead of time that I was gonna be going with him so I had planned accordingly, meaning that I had exercised and dieted so strictly that I had gone from a size 11 in jeans and dropped to a solid size 7. The original plan was to wait until I was 18 until I went with him so that it wouldn�t be illegal but we just couldn�t wait another year and a half. So there was I was almost 17 and he was 21, not too bad, right? But what did it matter anyway? We were in love.
I slipped on my red, low-cut shirt and my low-rise hip hugging jeans. Then I pulled my hair back into twisties and applied some flattering make up. Finally, I had everything perfect by 12. Now, it was time to sit and wait from him to arrive. At about 3 o�clock I started getting extremely nervous, I couldn�t stop thinking about what I�d say and what I�d do. I mean should I kiss him? Should I just give him a friendly hug? �Hi� or �Hey�? Hello, sup, oh my God?
All of the sudden I heard footsteps downstairs so I came down, still messing with my short hair.
�Sarah?� I caught him peaking in the doorway to the living room. So I crept up behind him and lightly tapped on his shoulder.
The second he turned around my heart froze in place, I couldn�t move, couldn�t think. It was him, Justin Timberlake�. MY boyfriend.
�Hey, you scared me. Wow! I mean, damn baby, wait� No, just�. Wow.� His voice trailed as he discovered how tense I was.
�Uh, uh, hi.� I squeezed out.
�Haha! Sarah, you alive?�
�No, well, yeah, but you�re you. I mean, Justin. Oh my God!� This is just so weird.� Automatically my arm stretched out and poked his chest. I promised myself I wouldn�t be star struck, but this wasn�t what it was, this was a whole different level.
He grabbed my hand that was on him and took a step closer to me until our feet bumped.
�I�ve been waiting two years for this�� He whispered and then kissed me passionately. My legs shook from underneath me and my breath was wisped away by his tender lips. It was as if I was a part of him now and nothing and no one else was any comparison at all.
�And it was better than I had ever dreamed it to be.� Justin finished his sentence and just held me in his warm arms.
�I agree.� Still shaking I pressed my head into his neck and began to kiss him.
�Justy?� I whispered.
�yes?�
�Say it�� My eyes traveled up to his until our gaze met.
�Sarah, I love you.�
Inhaling his words I replied, �I love you.�
After a few minuets he broke out content silence and commented, �You�ve gotten smaller haven�t you?�
�yeah, 20 pounds.� I blushed, noticing that his hands were resting on my hips.
�I approve baby.� He laughed lightly and rested his forehead against mine.
�Kiss.� My lips selfishly searched for his.
�How many?� He giggled.
�Hmmm�. 25.� I replied smiling widely.
�That it?� He questioned making a clicking noise with his tongue.
�No, ok, 53.� I giggled.
�Well, that involves sitting down then.� Justin led me into the living room and sat down on his plush couch.
�one.� he kissed my mouth then my cheek.
�3...4...5� Continuing to move down he got to my neck.
�9,10,11.�
At number 23 I let him lay me down and strattle me.
�29,30,31,32.� he moved further down to my chest.
God, he was so damn hot. I just wanted to give myself to him right then and there but I knew that I�d regret it if I did. Or maybe I wouldn�t?
�46.� By then he had lifted up my shirt and was pecking at my navel.
�Justin, you�re making me cold. You�re leaving lil� wet marks and the airs getting to them.� I jokingly complained.
�I can fix that.� He laid on top of me and propped his weight off of me by holding himself up with is elbows. After he kissed me one last time on my earlobe he asked, �Warm yet?�
Practically mesmerized I just laid there speechless.
�Baby?�
�Just-Justin.� I stuttered, nervously.
�Sarah?� his eyes narrowed compassionately into mine.
�I want, you�. To� make love to me.� Shocked that the words has slipped out I felt my face flush and I was quick to bite my lip. Was I really serious? Those eyes, so blue, blue as an ocean waiting to gulp anything in it�s path, so, so blue. I was, I was ready.
�But you said-�
�Never mind what I said.�
�You sure?�
�yeah. Positive.� I sniffed.
�Sarah� why you cryin�?� he wiped away a tear that was rolling down my cheek.
�Because- I just realized something�
�What�s that?�
�I�m in love.� I replied.
�Girl, you�re so adorable. I dunno what I�d do with out you sweetheart. But this is it, there�s not turning back after we do this. I trust your decision, but I just care about you and I don�t want you to do the same thing that I did, my first time was horrible and I�d take it back for anything.� He looked into my eyes again. So damn blue, they looked pure and intriguing, completely convincing.
�I understand, but, I really think that you�re the one, I�m sure of it and I wanna be with you for the rest of my life. If I don�t then why would I take this risk of coming here, Now that I know for sure that it�s you, you�re Justin Timberlake, it�s all different, I love you so much, after all you gave me all this.� I replied.
�Alright, but if you ever wanna stop, just tell me, k?�
�Ok.� I nodded.
We headed upstairs and he picked me up and laid me onto the bed. Our kissing grew deeper and with more passion until we were left panting for air every time our mouths would part.
Slowly, I slipped my shirt off over my head and tugged and his.
�Ready?� He mumbled as his hands cupped my chest.
�yes.�
With a warm smile he unzipped my pants. My body was still shaking, even more so now and it showed when he went to kiss my chest.
I wanted to explain to him how I really felt and that I really wanted him to stop but when I went to say something all that came out was, �Justy- oh, oh, damn that feels good.�
Licking along my stomach he used his free hand to remove the rest of my clothes. After he finished undressing me he relocated himself back to my neck. This was crazy, my dream was coming true. It was too good to be happening but it was.
�Hmmm, J, I�m kinda nervous.� I stated half honestly. Nervous was a down play of what I was feeling inside. My long taught beliefs were getting tossed out the window by lust for his body. I was scared of the sin that I knew I had no choice to commit. It wasn�t him who was forcing me to have sex, it was myself, my own decision to rebel against what I was I told, and a part of me was happy that I had finally disobeyed that rule, while another was shaking it�s head at me in scorn. Screw it, Imma do what I wanna do. Later I would just be full of regret.
�Oh, girl, don�t be. It�s just me. You know the guy that you�ve been talkin to everyday for more than 2 hours for a yeah and 9 months. Just your Justy Bear baby, that�s all I am.� He said, his voice thick with a million thoughts. Those thoughts were clean, yet, completely nasty.
�I know, I�ve just never done this before and you have. I feel bad because I really dunno what to do.� I shrugged. I had a clue, I really did. I just wanted to make up an excuse on the spot.
�You just lay here, looking your beautiful self, alright?�
�But-�
He cut me off and said, �No buts, this isn�t your first time, this is our first time. You understand? Now just relax, follow my lead and focus on what you feel when my body pressed against your. This is all for you. I am yours. No one else�s.�
�Just mine?� Smirking, I rocked my waist underneath his and wrapped my arms around his neck, causing his gaze to be focused on my chest.
It took him awhile to respond but he managed to push out an �Uh-huh.�