"Give up on man," he says annoyed, his eyes staring out at the pinkish-red sky, his eyes slowly gazing off into space in the process, the world around him becoming a blur.
"Come on. It's a great place! An island all to us, no fans, just survants. You can bring Lynn and Paul. We'll have a blast and we'll get to all practice some! FUN! FUN! FUN!" Chris tries to say convincingly as he climbs over the office table, grabbing the sides of Justin's chair and turning it till he faced him again.
"No." Justin says bluntly.
"Ahh you'll enjoy it curly." Chris says smirking before pulling out a plane ticket, dropping it into Justin's lap. Justin sighs, his eyes falling down as his right hand goes to it. He puts his fingers together and in one quick move flips it off his lap, letting it sail to the floor.
"No."
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JC sits down on his plane seat, glaring out the window to the run-way as Raquel endlessly waves at him, grinning innocently. He was tricked, again. He was on a plane.. again. He was too only be seated next to one man... again.
"Bitch" he grumbles as Justin is forced down into the seat next to him, quickly being buckled in by Joey as Lance and Chris pin his body down.
"I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL US ALL!" Justin screams only to feel Chris lick his forehead.
"Ewww!" He yells, hearing the click of the belt and Joey sigh in relief.
"Do we let go?" Lance asks nervously, holding on with all his might to Justin's legs, feeling his muscles do their best to move.
"HELL NO!" Chris jumps in quick, still pinning Justin down to the seat. JC smirks a bit, looking over at the young man and shakes his head.
"Relax man or I'll steal your solos as well."
Justin freezes for a second, an icy cold glare going in the others man direction before he shuts up, sitting perfectly still. Chris and Lance look at the man suspiciously as Joey reaches over, slapping JC in the back of the head.
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The boys were gone for only two weeks but as the plane landed, JC and Justin began to sing, laughing and bumping playfully into each other. Chris, Joey, and Lance look on in disbelief, unsure of what had happened over the days since they broke up more fist fights then they ever had in their lives. Hell JC had bit Joey once as Justin even kneed Lance's crotch. Chris came out the worse though having been hit on accident, having been yelled in the ear out and then had alcohol thrown upon him.
"Home again, Home again, jiggidy-jog," the two young men sing out of tune, arms slinged around each other as they sway together, laughing hard.
"Yo yo yo ch eck it. My name is Justin, I'm finally home. I'm gonna go to my crib and chill alone. I'll open a beer, get a mag or too, and wack off till my face is blue." he raps as he shakes his hand a bit, smirking.
"You can do that if you like, try to play is cool but I'll be home only getting screwed. I'm gonna sleep in my own bed, play my guitar and when the day is over i'll be through." JC adds on before the boys hit hands.
"Because we are the horny little nsync boys, horny till the day we die. Horny Nsync boys now come on lets get high," they say together before cracking up in chuckles.
"Joey..." Lance says before gulping, his hand squeezing Chris's shoulder slightly as he looks onward in shock. "Did we crash and die?"
"I think so... I think so.." Joey only answers as Chris out of no where simply screams, a crazed look coming over his face.