*** "Britney, what are you doing here?" Justin asked. "I came to see you." She smiled then looked over at Tiffany, "And you are?" "Tiffany." Tiffany said trying not to look at Britney too maliciously. She hated Britney, she hated Britney for what she did to Justin, she hated Britney for turning Justin into the person Justin used to be. Justin was mute, he watched Britney and Tiffany shake hands. How bad he wanted to fall to the floor and cry. He couldn't believe Britney was standing in front of him. "Are y'all busy?" Britney asked. "Well actually..." Tiffany began but was cut off by Justin. "Nah, you want to join us?" Justin said. Tiffany's head snapped towards Justin and she looked fiercely at him. "I'd love to." Britney smiled noticing Tiffany�s facial expressions but not really being concerned about it. The three adults walked into Justin's room. Tiffany sat down on the bed next to Justin and Britney sat in the chair across from the bed. Britney watched Justin and Tiffany for a minute and a baffled look consumed her face. "Are y'all dating?" Britney asked. "Uh...well..." Justin said. "Yes." Tiffany positioned her hand on Justin's delicately and Justin looked over at Tiffany. "Oh, well, I feel foolish." Britney said. "Why is that?" Tiffany asked. "Because, I came to you know try and patch things up with me and you J." Britney said looking at Justin who was now looking at Britney. He knew if Tiffany weren�t sitting next to him he'd give in, he'd give in so quickly. He looked down then back up at Britney. "Aww, too bad." Tiffany said sarcastically yet trying to sound sympathetic. "Yeah, I guess." Britney's faced crinkled. Justin watched the two girls give each other callous looks and mentally slashing each other apart. He felt helpless. "Well babe, what do you want to do?" Tiffany said pulling Justin's face towards hers. Her facial expressions were loving, and her eyes were settle and deep in care. Justin smiled. "I don't know maybe we should call it a night." Justin said. "Yeah maybe so." Tiffany shot a look over at Britney who was watching Tiffany and Justin talk. "Oh, I guess that's my que to leave." Britney said. "Yeah sort of." Tiffany said. "Well Ju, if you need me I'll be in room 45." Britney said with a wink getting up. Tiffany got up as well and opened the door. "I doubt he'll need you." Tiffany said with a sharp tone of antagonism in her voice. "Excuse me?" Britney said astonished anyone would use that tone of voice with her. "I don't stutter, goodnight Britney." Tiffany said shutting the door before Britney could spurt out some whitty remark. "Thank you so much Tiffany." Justin said getting up and taking off his shirt. "No problem." Tiffany said taking off her shoes. "I could have never survived her without you." Justin said turning to Tiffany clutching her hands. "I'm glad I could help." Tiffany smiled. Justin looked down at Tiffany. She watched his blue eyes move back and forth as he searched her eyes. He watched her eyes do the same. He moved his head in closer to Tiffany's and she looked down at his soft red lips. She let her eyes flutter shut as well as his eyes. Their lips met, and they kissed softly. *** JC and Ally opened the door to the hotel room to see Tiffany lying on Justin's chest. Tiffany's hair was spread across Justin's chest and Justin's arms were settled around Tiffany's body. JC looked over at Ally and Ally looked back over to JC. "Awww, now isn't that a Kodak moment?" Ally laughed. JC laughed, "I have a camera." "Oh get it!" Ally exclaimed. "Hold on." JC said walking to his suitcase pulling out the yellow camera. He settled the camera in the right spot and snapped the picture. The flash was bright enough it woke up Justin and Tiffany. Tiffany lifted her head and looked around to see Ally and JC laughing ecstatically. "What the hell is going on?" Tiffany said yawning and scratching her head. "Good morning sunshine." Ally laughed. "Yeah, cock-a-doodle-doo." JC said quietly. "Where am I?" Tiffany said still looking around realizing she was lying on Justin. "What time is it?" Justin asked scratching his head. "About four am." JC laughed, "What did you two do last night?" "I don't know." Tiffany said snapping her head towards Justin. "Last thing I remember, we were kissing, and we lied down, and we must've fallen asleep." Justin said sitting up once Tiffany climbed off of him. "Oh sure, that's what it looks like." JC said taking his shoes off and shoving them into the corner. "Shut up JC," Tiffany shook her head and stood up. "You might as well stay Tiff." Justin said. "Huh? You sure?" Tiffany said turning back to Justin. "Yeah, I have a big bed." Justin said. "Yeah tiff, a BIG BED, lot's of room." JC teased. "JC shut up!" Justin said. "Ha, come on babe, I have a big bed too." JC raised his eyebrows up and down making Ally laugh uncontrollably. "Hey Ally, I thought you were going back home." Tiffany said pulling a pair of boxers from Justin's suitcase. "I did, but I missed JC, so I decided to come back." Ally said running her fingers through JC's hair. "Aww, what a love story." Justin said sarcastically. "Yeah, guess who I saw, speaking of love story." JC said. "Who?" Tiffany asked pulling the boxers up her legs. "Britney." JC said. "Oh, I know, dumb bitch." Tiffany rolled her eyes as she took her shirt off. "Oh, so y'all met." JC laughed. "Yeah, me and Justin are dating now." Tiffany said. "Huh?" JC said. "I told her Justin and I we're dating." Tiffany said climbing next to Justin who was already dozing off. "Oh, I bet that went well." Ally laughed. "I don't care. I don't like her." Tiffany said pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "Join the club." Ally laughed jumping on JC. *** Lance felt fingers run across his neck and he turned to see Britney, "Britney!" "Hi Lance." Britney said sitting next to her used to be good friend, "How are you?" "I'm fine..." Lance trailed off a little and started back up, "Does Justin know you are here?" "Yeah, I just met his girlfriend too." Britney said rolling her eyes. "Justin doesn't have a girlfriend." Lance looked confused but surprised. "Yeah he does, Tiffany..." Britney shot a look at Lance. "Tiffany's not his girlfriend." Lance said hoping she really wasn't. "Oh, well that's what she said." Britney rolled her eyes again. "She did?" Lance asked. "I asked them if they were dating and she said yes." Britney said. Lance shook his head, "Oh." "Do you like her or something?" Britney asked her good friend. "I did." Lance looked up at the picture of him and Tiffany on his key chain. Tiffany's arms were wrapped around Lance's neck and they both had huge smiles on their face. "Well, why don't you take her and I take him?" Britney suggested. "You know what Britney, maybe we should leave them alone." Lance looked over at Britney who had her deceiving grin planted across her face. "Well you know what Lance you give up on her but I'm not about to give up on him." Britney said. "Britney, you just want him for the publicity he gave you, did it ever occur to you that he really loved you?" Lance snapped his head towards Britney. "What do you care Lance? He's the one that took her away from you." Britney said. "Yeah, but they're in love, I can't stop them, so instead of being an ass and hating them I'm going to be happy she�s happy and that�s all that matters, maybe you should do that with Justin." Lance said grabbing his keys and pulling himself up from the table leaving Britney dazed and perplexed.
