TheStormWarning

JC and Justin sat together on the couch just staring into space. They had just finished a show and were extremely exhausted. This was pretty much the only time that they could spend together. Justin moved his left arm a short distance to capture JC�s hand in his. JC broke out of his daze to turn his head to look at Justin, a large smile on his face, causing Justin to smile too. They sat just smiling at each other for a while before JC grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.

�C,� Justin whined, �Do we have to watch TV?�

�I want to check the weather, Curly, it will only take a few minutes, I promise,� JC assured him.

�Fine,� Justin pouted, trying to get JC to look at him.

�Justin, I know you�re pouting, don�t even try,� JC said knowingly.

�How did you know?� Justin asked, surprise evident in his voice.

�Justin, I think I know you well enough to know that you pout when you don�t get your way,� JC explained.

�Am I that obvious?� Justin asked, already knowing the answer,

�Yeah,� JC answered simply, flipping to the weather channel.

*Good evening and thank you for joining us today, We have a storm warning for the Myrtle Beach area in the next few minutes. Stay tuned!*

�A storm?� Justin asked, �here?�
�I guess so�� JC trailed off, getting up to open the sliding glass door over their hotel room. He shivered as a big gust of frigid air hit him. �We better see what�s up,� he said, going back to the couch and grabbing Justin�s hand again.

�Do we have to?� Justin whined again.

�Yep,� JC said.

*We are back with the storm warning on the coast of South Carolina. a new hurricane, Hurricane Maggie, is moving quickly towards the coast near Myrtle Beach. We advise that you gather your loved ones and go to a basement or storm shelter immediately. Thank you.*

JC jumped up, dragging Justin with him, and ran to the door. �What are you doing, C?� Justin asked dumbly.

�Weren�t you listening? There is a hurricane coming, Justin. We need to go somewhere safer!� JC snapped at him. JC reached to open the door of the hotel room but the door didn�t budge. He tried over and over and then Justin tried many times. The door still wouldn�t move.

�Shit,� Justin swore, �What do we do?�

�I don�t know,� JC sighed. They started banging on the door trying to get one of their bodyguard�s or band mate�s attention. Soon, they were tired of banging and screaming so they stopped and waited. Then they heard someone yelling through the door.

�Justin? JC? What�s going on? Open the door!� Joey yelled.

�We can�t! It�s stuck!� Justin yelled back. They continued have a conversation through the door. Joey told them he was going to go get a bodyguard. Lonnie came to the door a few minutes later. But he didn�t believe them when they told him they were stuck and he thought they were joking. About ten minutes later he changed his mind when they still hadn�t gotten the door open. Justin and JC were beginning to worry.

�Lonnie, go ahead and get everyone else downstairs, we�ll be ok,� JC told him.

�I can�t do that,� Lonnie said, refusing to leave.

�Please, Lonnie. We�ll be ok and the door isn�t going to budge. Go downstairs,� JC pleaded.

�I�m staying here,� Lonnie finalized.

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�Jace?� Justin asked shyly, when they had returned to the couch to wait out the storm.

�Yes, Justin?� JC said.

�What are we going to do?� Justin asked, fear evident in his voice.

�We can�t really do anything, I guess,� JC answered.

�Jace?� Justin asked again.

�Yeah?� JC replied.

�You know I love you, right?� Justin whispered so softly that JC almost didn�t hear him.

�I love you too, baby,� JC replied, pulling Justin into a hug, and giving him a quick kiss on the lips. They just sat there together in silence enjoying each other�s company. And even when the winds picked up, they knew they would be ok, because they were together in each other�s arms.

THE END