| "Thank you for walking me to my room." She slid her key into the door, then pushed it open, allowing them all entrance. "Movie time!" Chris yelled as he jumped over the bed and to the TV, to find anything worth watching. Justin sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard. Afterward Jaden, laid on her stomach, resting her head on a pillow in his lap. Despite the noise the other men were making, somehow Justin and Jaden managed to fall asleep. After Justin had slid down, and Jaden had put her head on his shoulder, and thrown a leg over his. "Look," Joey called to the others. "She's fallen for Jay and can't get up." The other men laughed at his stupid remark, then exited the room, to leave the two in peace. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jaden rolled over, causing herself to cry in pain when she hit the stitches on the bed. Justin immediately woke up, trying to focus on whatever was making her scream. "Jaden, what happened?" "My dumb butt rolled over onto my back." She stood infront of the mirror, trying to study her back for any damage. "Are you okay?" He stood to meet her, to help her search for any damage. "Yeah, looks okay. Sorry about last night, I must have fallen asleep." She dropped her eyes, waiting for him to speak. "Yeah, me, too." He put a finger under her chin, to lift her eyes to meet his. "Well, I better take a bath, I have an early flight." "Jaden.." He took her face in his hands, pulling her lips to his. Then parting her lips with his tongue, he deepened the kiss. "Justin, I don't think we should do that." She bit her lip, not believing she was telling him that, when every ounce of her body wanted to pull him in for another. "Why not, Jaden?" He kept his tone level, honestly wanting her to tell him the reason she thought it was such a horrible idea. "Cause, we just, we don't, we can't, " "Jaden, all you have to do is tell me why, and I will never kiss you again." Justin took her hands in his, pleading with his eyes, for her to give up. "I just, I don't, I can't," He walked to the bed, sat down, then pulled her onto his knee. "I thought we just, we don't, we can't." He teased, keeping her hand in his. "Jaden, I know that you don't think you can trust me to keep my temper, but I promise I will try. Sometimes I get offended and get stubborn. And I know I need to work on that, but I also know you are a great incintive for me to apologize." He kissed her hand then waited for her to speak. "Justin, I would really love to go back to the way we were, but..." "But what?" "But it won't be exactly the same, cause I'll be in Orlando." She smiled before kissing his cheek. "I get more than that right?" He whined, pulling her toward him for another kiss. "Justin, I really have to get ready, and you should, too." Thirty minutes later, she had given herself a bath, to the best of her ability, and dressed. At the moment she was walking down the hall to ask one of the guys to put on and tie her shoes. In fifteen minutes she would have to leave to catch the plane, and the guys would have to leave for an interview. She knocked quietly, hoping one of the men would be in the living room area of the suite. "Hey, look who found her way to our room." Joey pulled her into the room, to show the other guys. "Hi guys, could one of you do me a favor?" She looked around to JC, Lance, Chris, and Joey, guessing Justin was in the shower. "Sure what do you need?" JC walked her to the couch, then helped her have a seat. "I know this sounds silly, but could you put my socks and shoes on?" She held them out to him and he pulled them from her. "What are you going to do when you get home?" "I guess walk around barefoot for the next couple of weeks." "Too bad you aren't pregnant." Chris chimed in across the room. "What?" She couldn't think of one reason he would want her to be pregnant. "You know barefoot and pregnant?" "Look your foot's only a little bit bigger than my hand." JC held his hand against her foot, proving his point. "Where's Justin?" She ignored his comment, finally letting her curiousity get the best of her. "He went to talk to Johnny about your new position." "He's going to go through with that bet, huh?" "Any way to get you back on the tour works for me." JC tied her shoe, looking breifly up at her. "Yeah, I guess, but it just kind of worries me." She looked down at her finished feet, then stood, using JC for balance. "Why?" "I really better get going, I'll call ya'll when I get in." She distributed a round of hugs, then exited the room, carrying her bag with her extra clothes on her hip. She had been hoping to say good bye to Justin, but made it to the airport without seeing him once. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Hello?" "Hey Jace, it's Jaden. I wanted to let ya'll know I got in okay. I didn't wake you did I?" She twisted the cord of her phone around her finger. "No, you didn't wake me. How was your flight?" "Fine, how was your show?" "Good, our new stylist won't stay in the room like you did." "I don't blame her. I was only there cause Joey's smartass decided he would tell me I should." She looked around her apartment, secretly wishing she could be there with them. "Hang on, Justin is going to kill me if I don't give him the phone." She heard a few muffled words, and some rustling. "Hey Babe, how are you feeling?" He walked to the back room, then locked himself in, to have complete silence. "Better, I miss ya'll." She watched the muted TV screen for a few seconds, trying to get her mind back on track. "We miss you, too. But it'll be only a month." "I don't know Justin, I mean it's going to be such an inconvience. Where will I sleep?" "Jaden, a bet's a bet, and we'll figure that out later." All them men began knocking on the door. "Justin, let me talk to JC real quick, I have to get some sleep." Justin opened the door, causing Chris to fall into the room. "Hey." JC pulled the phone to his ear, ignoring Justin's evil look. "Hey, I am going to get some sleep, ya'll be good." "I can only assure you that I will be good." He chuckled, watching Chris pull himself up. |
| Chapter Eighteen |