| One Boy, One Girl |
| The last show is great, everything goes off without a hitch. But I know I have to say good bye to Brit, it makes it hard to enjoy it. I know all the guys will miss her like crazy. I�ll miss her the most, it�s going to be difficult getting use not having her all to myself all the time. I don�t know how I�m going to survive not seeing her weeks at a time. I miss her every moment she�s not in my arms, I�m going to go insane when she�s on the other side of the country�
Britney finishes her last song. The guys and I have already changed, we caught the last third of her set from the VIP box. I see her smile quickly fade after her last song. I know she�s dreading this moment as much as I am. We discussed it only briefly. But we tried to enjoy the few moments we had left together and not waste it worrying about how we were gonna manage to see each other on a regular basis after the tour. We still have the Christmas break to work things out. We make our way to the cement hall waiting for Britney. About 10 minuets later she walks through the doors with a towel on her shoulder. She�s still dressed in her performing outfit, which consists of some low rise, black leather pants and a glittery bra. Her hair is messy from dancing and drapes over her shoulders. �Hey Brit!� Joey walks up to her first and gives her a big hug and a peck on the cheek. �You were great out there!� �I�m a little sweaty�� She says. �A little?� Chris jokes as he gives her a hug after Joey steps back. She giggles. The rest of the guys follow suit, giving her hugs and complements. �Definitely went out with a bang Brit!� Lance says with a smile and gives her a quick hug. When he pulls away I can see her eyes brimming with tears, Lance sees it to and releases his grip on her. �Aw, Brit� not that this is the end�� I can see she�s having trouble keeping it together. I swiftly walk up to her and envelop her in a hug. She wraps her arms around my back as I hold her tiny frame. I feel can her breathing grow heavy against my neck. She smells like some sort of sweet tropical fruit. I lightly run my fingertip over her bare back and I feel her shiver in my arms. �I don�t have to tell you how amazing you were tonight, because you�re always amazing.� I mumble into the side of her head. I feel her grip on my torso tighten. I gently move her hair out of my face so that I can kiss the top of her shoulder. Her small body begins to rise and fall quickly against my chest and I know she�s hurting. These guys have been her brothers for the past few months and now they are being ripped out her of life. �Alright, why don�t we move over to the doors to wait for the bus.� Lonnie�s voice booms through the hall. Britney doesn�t budge from my arms, I think she may have fallen asleep� She leans against me and I take the hint. She wraps her legs around my waste and I wrap my arms around her and turn around. Her arms move around my neck and she rests her head on my shoulder. I follow the guys down the hall with Britney in my arms. Lonnie is behind us. �Am I too heavy?� Britney murmurs into my ear. �You calling me weak?� I said warmly and smile. She giggles silently. �No� I�m calling me heavy.� �Well your not. And if I drop you its cause you�re slippery, not heavy.� We meet rob at the end of the empty corridor in front of the two big glass windows of the back exit. There�s a steal counter where a snack bar is when it�s open a few feet away so I carefully place Britney on it and stand between her legs. I look into her eyes; they�re blood shot. I lean in and brush my lips against her forehead, her skin is cold from sweating on stage, we�re also in an air conditioned building. � I feel the hackey sack hit my back, I pull away from Britney to turn around and pick it up off the floor. I peg JC with it. �Hey!� �Hey your self, your hackey sack skills are almost as bad as Lance�s so watch where you kick that thing.� I say with a smirk. Lance wraps his arm around my neck in a headlock. �What? Dude I�m better than all you guys put together!� Joey tears Lance off me, I stand up only to be hit in the face with the hackey sack. I look up and see JC pushing Chris. We form a circle and start a game. Lance drops it first and we all tease him. �J... I�m cold.� Britney pouts and reaches out her arm shyly to me. �Dude get over there, your hot half naked girlfriend needs you to keep her warm.� Chris says and I laugh. �Before someone else does� that someone else being me!� Joey says and runs up giving Britney a big clumsy hug and she starts a giggle fit. �Alright the cars right outside, lets get moving.� Big Rob places his hand on the door and opens it up for us. I help Britney off the counter and we head for the doors. She places her arm around my back and rests her head in the crook of my arm. I rub her shoulder fiercely, trying to warm her up. We all scurry into our tour bus. Britney decides to bunk with us tonight. I crash onto the couch and Britney crawls into my lap, resting her head against my shoulder. Two hours later I open my eyes and all I can see is Chris�s face. He�s about a foot away from my face. �Ahhh!� I jump up, waking Britney up who had been sleeping on my chest. �What are you doing?� I glare at him. �We�re here.� He smiles. It�s hard not to punch him. �Where?� Britney mumbles, still half asleep. �The hotel, c�mon.� �I�m straight, I�ll sleep here.� I say quickly so I can go back to sleep. It works for about 3 seconds, then Chris slams a pillow into the side of my head and I officially awake. �Hey!� Britney pulls some strands of hair out of her eyes, the gust from the pillow hitting my head blew them there. She slowly moves to a sitting position. I get up and pounce on Chris. We fall to the floor, I have his arms pinned down. I look around for some torture device, in the refrigerator I grab some whipped cream and squirt it all over his face then flee. I jump out the bus and jog all the way to the hotel, trying to avoid the wrath of Chris. �Put your suit on little buddy.� Joey slaps me on the back as soon as I enter our room. �Which one?� �Your swimming suit.� He says and flings my orange and blue flowered board shorts at me. �Uh why?� �Why do you think?� �Well I�m tired, I�d like to resume the nap I was enjoying on the bus.� I say and jump back on the big hotel bed. �No, were all going in the pool now, it�s a group thang so you needa come.� �Naw I�m cool.� I say and roll over, turning my back to Joey. � So were all poolside in our suits. It�s dark (1 am), it�s cold (late December), we all move as quickly, but safely, as possible and get in the Jacuzzi. We talk and reminisce. It�s bitter sweet, this is the last day on tour. We�ll never have time together like how we did while on tour, all of us practically living together, working together. Things are gonna be so different now, with Britney and I, we�re going to have to make time to see each other. I�m not sure if it will even be possible, I can�t imagine fitting anything else into the crazy schedules we have now, how will I possible find time to take out to fly out to where ever she is. How will she? I know how this goes, Brit�s in the beginning stage of her career, she�s gonna be doing so much PR, we won�t have time for anything else. I look at her across the water, laughing, smiling; she�s hiding her sadness well. God, she�s beautiful. She catches me staring at her, and I melt away when she gives me that look, the one where it looks like she�s so in love with me it should be illegal. That�s how I feel all the time. We have a nice night, I�m glad the boys forced me into it, and it made Britney really happy, I think it�s something we all needed before leaving each other for the holidays. That Night. I can�t sleep, I toss and turn, she�s on my mind and I can�t get her out of my head. I can�t stop thinking about what will happen to us, how it�ll work out, what I can do to insure it. But that�s just it, I can�t insure it, and it scares me. I gasp and jump a little when I hear a knock � weird noises in the middle of the night also scare me. I crawl out of bed and pad towards the door. �Who�� I start to ask but then look through the peep whole and see Britney standing there in my big Bob Marley shirt looking around for body guards. �Sleep walking again?� I say as she comes in. Her eyes are red and puffy, she�s probably been crying. I hate that there are things in her life that stress her out like this. �Something like that.� She climbs onto my bed. �Were you sleeping?� �Sorta, you didn�t wake me though.� I sit next to her. She turns to me and pauses for a moment, �We can make this work.� She says but looks unsure. I move my hand on top of hers. �I know.� I lie. It seems that�s all she wanted to hear because she lays back and pulls the covers over her. I join her and we fall asleep. The next morning we�re both leaving at 7 for our planes. I�m spending Christmas in Tennessee with my family and Britney�s going home to Kentwood. We won�t see each other until New Years in Aspen to do this MTV Winter break thing. I guess we�ll just have to wait and see what happens. |
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