AGirlsBestFriends

I couldn't believe it. I honestly couldn't believe it was all happening to me. Ok so I read the script for this movie. "On the L." I didn't think much about it. I mean it was cheesy romantic comedy. The average setup, everything was the same.

It was a Julia Robert's movie. You know the classic romance that makes you second guess whether the two main characters will get together even though you know the movie will end with their smooch.

However, it was all I could get. After "Snow Day" I was pretty desperate. I went and read for it and found out a week later that I got the part. I also found out it was opposite Lance Bass. Oh wow, can I tell you how much I freaked out? It's like total instant exposure to a new audience.

I had never actually met him but it was his first movie and I was sure it would a life-altering event for both of us.

So a few months later I flew to Toronto where the movie was filming all winter. The first day of shooting was simple. I didn't even meet Lance until later that day when he and his friend, Joey, came on the set. Joey was in the movie too. I couldn't help to think about the added exposure. I'm self-involved, what can I say?

Even though we had just met, Lance asked me to dinner that night. At first I was just like 'Whoa, boy, back off, I don't even know you,' but I accepted anyway. It WAS Lance after all.

So we went out that night, just him and me. It was a quiet little restaurant off some secluded street. It was romantic but Lance was all business. We made small talk for a little bit but he leaned across the table closing the space between us.

"There's something you need to know before we shoot this movie," he spoke softly.

"What is it?" I asked having no clue where his little speech was going.

"Well, there's no easy way to say this except that, I'm gay," he said clearly as he sat up a little straighter. I couldn't control my reaction, I know my jaw dropped open a bit and I'm sure it looked like I was gapping at him, but I wasn't.

It just through me off.

I worked with him and it was fine. Joey was hilarious in the movie and everything was running smoothly. Lance and I grew closer as the days went on, joking more and taking things a lot less seriously, since we both knew this movie was no Oscar winner.

One day I was out to lunch with Lance and Joey during a break from shooting. We were talking about the script, the plot, and the whole bizarre cast of people that surrounded us. We got our food and the conversation faded a little as we ate. Joey looked up at one point and straight at Lance.

"JC comes in tonight," Joey grinned ear to ear. Lance's face broke out in an even bigger smile and a blush broke over his face. I didn't think anything of it. I mean JC was just a band mate, they hadn't seen him forever. They had been in Toronto for months without seeing family or friends as far as I knew.

The next day I was reading through my lines and Lance, Joey and JC all arrived. JC sat off to the side as scenes were acted and reacted until they were thought to be perfect but as soon as the break hit Lance and he both disappeared.

I must be really naïve because at that point I thought nothing of it. But I needed to talk to Lance and I dragged my butt over to his trailer to find him. I had done that so many times that I thought nothing differently of it. I swung open the door and well…wow.

Lance was sitting on the couch flipping through a script that was sitting on the table next to him. JC's head was nestled in his lap and Lance's other hand ran idly through JC's long brown strands of hair.

I didn't mean to run away. I know Lance saw me there and I could've guessed how hurt he was when I left so quickly. So on the next break that day I returned.

I walked straight inside and sat down at the table in the trailer. Lance and JC sat in the same positions as before, JC in an even deeper sleep if that was at all possible.

"So you two are a couple, huh?" I asked stupidly. Lance looked down at the sleeping man and then raised his gaze back to mine.

"Yeah we are," he grinned. God, I can still see that smile. It was implanted into my brain. I live for the day to find a man who smiles that brightly when he talks about me. Lance's gaze returned back to JC and I sat there silently watching as Lance stroked his cheek softly and played with his hair.

"He can't sleep when we're apart," Lance whispered looking up later on.

"What?" I asked numbly. I had been in such deep awe that I had spaced out completely.

"Josh, he's so cute. He'll call me late at night and be all 'Baby, I can't sleep. Sing to me,' and I always do. He suckers me in every time," he smiled, "He wasn't supposed to come up so soon but he called me a few weeks ago, said he needed to sleep and that he was coming sooner. I don't even care that he's going to be unconscious the majority of the time he's here, I could watch him sleep all day."

JC stirred slightly in his lap, nuzzling himself further into the warmth. "Lance, shut up. You're boring her," he mumbled before going back to sleep.

I left then. I felt as if I was invading a couple's moment. Little did I know that was going to be the first of many times I spent with them. JC came up more and more as the winter progressed.

Lance and I would have long drawn out relationship talks as JC slept soundly in his lap. JC was the first person Lance had ever admitted he loved. JC wrote songs for Lance that no one else would ever hear. They had come out because of each other.

My talks with JC were even better. Lance would go off to shoot scenes with just Joey and the other guys and I would keep JC company. JC couldn't sleep at all, that much was true, but the reason for all his trips was because he wanted to see Lance. He had known from the moment they met that it was meant to be. Lance had let JC be the deciding factor in whether he did "On the Line." They didn't know if they could take being apart that long.

The dinners were the best. After a long day of shooting they would invite me to come join them at some little Sushi bar. I would always go because they taught me so much. I learned how to love unselfishly.

I hate to say this but every girl watches Will & Grace and wants a 'Will' of her own. I had it even better. I had two Wills. They were hilarious. They would try to set me up with random guys in bars but in the end we would always scare the poor guy off because of our hysterical laughing.

I loved them. The movie ended though and I didn't see either of them until we started doing promotional things in New York. Everything was exactly the same exact for two very small things. Two very small rings on two fingers.
They had been engaged for months.

One other thing was different. I had a man. Lance and JC had set me up with someone who worked somewhere in some company they were involved with. That man was far from perfect, especially compared to my two boys but if it wasn't for him I never would've been at the restaurant where I met the real man of my dreams.

Jeffery was perfect. He was just what I needed. He was a waiter there and after the "wrong man," as I've taken to calling him, left me hanging by myself, Jeffery came over and told me I was beautiful. I didn't even know him and now months later I love him with all my heart.

But I'm getting off topic. I owe all my happiness to my two boys, my Wills. I knew as I watched across the theater at the premiere, at them giggling and touching each other non-discretely that I would do absolutely anything for them. Anything.

THE END