Chapter 5
2 weeks later…
Meredith had spent the last two
weeks having so much fun. The day of the
"JustINmere" incident, as they called it,
they all went to Meredith's house and met her parents. And ever since that day she had become closer
and closer to the guys. She seriously
considered them her brothers now. Her and Chris always had some wild scheme up their
selves. Her and
JC were always in deep conversations about insignificant things, like Star
Wars. Her and
Joey always were shopping together. Her
and Lance were constantly karoking to the radio. And Her and Justin were best friends.
Yes, through it all she had become
so close to Justin that they were practically inseperatable. Lots of times people hated to be in the same
room as them because they had so many inside jokes that they would sometimes
just go off into their own little world and leave everyone else behind. But everyone was happy it was that way, other
than the craziness that surrounded the two at the beginning of the tour.
Meredith used to watch every show
from the backstage and comment and make fun of the guys whenever they would
come back for costume change. But after doing that every night she had retired to just sitting in
a lounge area taking messages for them on their cell phones and watching TV or
movies.
She sat on a plush couch of *Nsync's dressing room watching a tom green episode. Every now and then, one of the 5 phones would
ring and she would pick it up and take messages. In front of JC's
phone there was one message: "Call Cindy". Lance had a message from Leslie and Chris had
a message from Danielle. Joey had about
16 messages from randomly selected girls.
And Justin's piece of paper for messages was empty. But just as Meredith was about to read into
Justin's blank piece of paper his phone rang and a shot of jealously surged
through her.
-OK, so all the guy's girlfriends
have call them tonight. Justin doesn't
have a girlfriend, I don't think. You would know if he did. Who could be
calling him? Don't be jealous. Don't be
jealous. There is no reason to be. Even if it is a girl. -
"Hello, Justin's phone?"
"Yes, This
is Mrs. Harless, his mother. Is he on stage right now?"
Meredith sighed in relief.
"Why hello Mrs. Harless, this is Meredith, the
boy's assistant. Yeah he is up there
making the girls smile."
"Hello dear,
and please call me Lynn. Even though I
haven't met you face to face, I feel like I've known you all your life. Justin just wont
shut up about you."
"Oh,
really?" Meredith was surprised.
"Yeah, but I cannot talk much
longer. Just tell him I called and to
call me back whenever he gets a free minute."
"All
right."
"Thanks, doll. Bye bye!"
"Bye!"
Meredith smiled and placed his
phone down. And wrote,
"Justin your mother called" on the paper, with a smiley face.
-Now if that is not the cutest
thing, I do not know what is. -
"Hey M, tha boys bout done. Get your things and get on the
bus." Dre peeped
his head in the door and told her.
"Be there in a flash."
She gathered her things, the guys cell phones and messages, and walked out of the venue
onto the bus. Security and other
crewmembers bustled around. None of them
took notice of her. She laughed. At the beginning of the tour almost everyone
would stop her and ask for a pass.
Everyone thought she was a fanatic or something. Now, they were just numb to her
presence. It made her think about how
much of a home she had here. She would
be extremely sad when it was over.
She climbed onto the bus, grabbed
a bottle of water from the mini-fridge and threw her backpack in her bunk. She grabbed her purse and pulled out the two
familiar bottles. Just then Justin ran
onto the bus.
"Whew, what
a show. I'm beat! Sup, M&M?"
"Hey J..." she said with
a sigh.
"Oh no, what's wrong
now?"
She looked down at the bottles and
back at him. "I'm tired of taking
this stuff. Whenever I do it reminds me
that I'm not in control of my life."
She took out the pills she needed and swallowed them and followed them
with water.
"Oh well, I guess it's just a
fact of life." She finished.
She walked back into the
kitchenette area where Justin was gulping down his water.
"Thirsty are we?" She chuckled.
"Uh huh. Don't worry about
the pills Meredith. One day you won't
need them anymore. That's what you need
to look at. Just think of the day that
you DONT have to take them and can be yourself.
Isn't that worth the struggle now?"
"I guess your right."
"OH honey, I'm always
right." He smirked.
Just then Lance and JC ran unto
the bus.
"Hey chica,
what's shaking?" JC asked.
“Nada,
mi amigo. Hola L-boogie." Meredith said
"Hola,
Como estas?" Lance answered
"Asi
asi! y tu?"
"Muy
bien, gracias."
"WHOA NOW,
when did you 2 learn Spanish??" JC asked amazed.
"Don't fret C, that's all we
know. Right gringo?" Meredith said.
"Right g" Lance answered
Joey and Chris ran on the bus.
"All right we all here. Lets
go" Chris yelled. The bus then
skidded off taking them to their hotel.
"So what's on the agenda
tonight?" Joey asked.
"Wait a moment I got messages
for you guys." Meredith put in pulling out a sheet of paper.
Every member of Nsync stopped what
they were doing and waited impatiently for her to continue.
"Lance, Leslie called. JC, Cindy called. Chris, 'D' called. Joey; Samantha, Jennifer, Courtney, Crystal,
Megan, and Susan called. And Justin...." She paused to make sure everyone
was listening. "...Your mommy called."
All the guys giggled at Justin.
"Would you look at that! All us got our girlfriends calling us and 'ol Curly, heartthrob of NSYNC, gets only a call from his
mommy. Ahahaha"
Chris teased.
"Hey, don't crack on him, I
think its sweet." Meredith stuck up
for him.
"Yeah, see, girls love that
sweet stuff like that, come 'ere Meredith you know you want me" With that
Justin pulled her into a huge, sweaty, bear hug.
"Oh my gosh,
get your sweaty self off of me. I am NOT
a 14-year-old hormonal freak that would kill to have your sweat on me. I'm a 18 year old
MOODY freak that will KILL you if you do that again."
"Sorry, geez.
All I wanted was some lovin,
baby." Justin said as Meredith
rolled her eyes.
"OK, anyways, back to the
original question, what is the plan for tonight?" Joey asked.
"Club anyone?" JC mentioned.
"Sounds
good to me." Chris said.
"Me
too." Justin put in.
"Umm, I think I am just going
to call Les and go to bed." Lance said.
"Digital Digital
Get DOOOOOOWNNNNNN" JC sang.
"Shut up, I'm not into all
that cybersex crap like you are. You ARE the one that wrote that song, C"
Lance put in.
"I know!" JC said in a sexy voice.
"What bout
you, g?
You feel like unleashing the booty tonight?" Justin poked at her sides and grinned.
"Oh my gosh. You guys need to get over the fact and stop
cracking on me because I can booty dance."
Meredith stretched her arms.
"WE aren't cracking. We think its
cool. I mean, Girl, you got some moves
on you!!" Justin reassured her.
"Thanks, I guess. But no, I think I'll just stay at the hotel
tonight and catch up on sleep."
"YOU SUCK!" Joey yelled.
"Pansy" Chris added.
"Come on Mere, go wild!"
JC commented.
Meredith waited for Justin to
comment and when he didn't she looked at him.
"What? You want me to say something? Well, I am not going to. This is your decision. You don't have to go if you don't want
to." Justin shrugged.
"Thank you." Meredith
said genuinely.
"BUT, I will miss you...and
your booty." The lip began to poke
out and the eyes got droopy.
"Nope, it ain't
gonna work Timberlake. I'm too tired for even the pout to have power. Have fun tonight guys. If you need me before we get to the hotel,
I'll be in my bunk."
With that she got up and left and
plopped down in her bunk. She dreamed of
Dan, and the good times she had with him when she was little. She dreamed of the night it all had changed
and then she dreamed of her being in a pitch black hole, alone. She had fallen and someone was reaching down
to her. She reached for their hands but
she couldn't get to them. Finally they
lowered and picked her up out of the darkness.
She was brought up into a room of just white. She looked around for a way out but saw none. A figure was coming towards her. The one that had lifted her
out of the darkness. The closer
he came the more sure she was that it was him.
Justin. He came up to her and
wrapped his arms around her and hummed to her. And she was finally, truly happy.
"Mere, we are here. MAAAAARRREEEEDEETTHHH! GET UP G!"
Meredith rubbed her eyes and
looked out her bunk to a smiling Justin. "We're at the hotel
sleepyhead." He said. He reached his arms out to her to help her up
and she looked at him in shock. It had
been a dream, but it was all too real.
She placed her hands in his and shocks of electricity surged through
her. She climbed out of the bunk and he
led her off the bus into the hotel, hand in hand.
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2 hours later
Justin stood in the elevator
silently as he and Mike rode up to the 6th floor. He had been at the club for about an hour,
but wasn't having that great of a time, so decided come on back to the hotel.
"You sure aren't saying much,
J." Mike stated.
"Oh, I'm just tired, I
guess." Justin responded.
Just then the doors to the
elevator opened and Mike stepped out.
But Justin remained in the elevator.
"Umm, Justin, this is your floor." Mike chuckled.
"Yeah, I know, but I'm going
to go down to the 5th floor and see what the crew's doing."
"Umm, OK? I thought you said you were tired." Mike
said stepping back on the elevator before the doors shut.
"Well..." Justin started
but was interrupted.
"Oh, how
stupid of me. I know what you're going to do. Tell Meredith I said hello."
"How did you know she was who
I was going to see?" Justin
inquired.
"Justin, you and her are best
friends. Who ELSE would you be going to see?"
"I might just need to talk to
Cecil about my wardrobe or something." Justin remarked.
"Yeah,
RIIIIIGHT." The elevator doors opened and Mike and Justin
walked into the hallway.
"Well, if you are just going to
see Meredith I guess I can leave you for the night. No going out by yourself buddy. Night bro." Mike walked to his room and went inside.
Justin walked over to Meredith's
room, which was the very last one at the end of the hall. He was about to knock when he noticed her
door was cracked. He could hear someone
singing. It wasn't perfect but it had a
special sweetness and smoothness he cherished.
He had never heard her sing like that before. This was her true voice. This wasn't her normal mocking tone she would
use. This was pure.
Justin pushed the door slightly
and saw her. His breath caught in his
throat when he saw her appearance. She
had on no shoes or socks and comfy Abercrombie gray sweatpants hanging low on
her hips with a navy stripe down the sides.
He could see the rim of her lavender underwear and could see they were form
Justin smiled. She was singing old Baptist hymns. It reminded him of his childhood. It reminded him of his life before all the
craziness. It reminded him of
normality. She had a way with him. She could always make him forget that he was
some superstar. She kept him grounded.
Whenever his ego would get too big she would call him on it and set him back
into reality. She didn't care that he
was Justin Timberlake of *Nsync. To her
he was just Justin, "the dude with the fro" as she called him. Justin laughed at himself when he thought of
that. He loved her for this. He loved her.
-No, WAIT A SECOND. I did not just think the word love did I? I did. SHIT. This cannot be happening. No, no, no.
OK, OK. Calm down. You do love
her. But just as a friend, right? Right!
Right? -
The next thing he knew she was
singing another hymn oblivious to him and his gawking stare.
Justin entered the room and began
singing with her but harmonizing his voice in the process. This startled her but she kept on singing.
"Meredith, why didn't you
ever tell me you could sing?"
"Oh, I can sing. I just figured you wouldn't be able to STAND
to hear me sing." Meredith chuckled.
"You have a voice. A good one. So what
if you aren't Aretha Franklin? You still
have a voice. You need to use it more
often."
"Uh, thanks Justin. That means a lot. I really love to sing, but I'm kinda self conscious about it." She smiled genuinely.
She looked at him fully and noticed his intense blue eyes looking all over her
body. She suddenly became aware of the
fact that she had only a sports bra on and she crossed her arms over her
stomach to cover herself. But she
couldn't remove her eyes from him.
He looked hot. He had on dark denim jeans, with boots. He
wore a tight black shirt without sleeves and had some red design on it. She noticed it was one of JC's
but she couldn't take her eyes off his arm muscles. A red bandanna concealed his hair and a few
curls escaped from the back. He stepped closer to her, unable to take his eyes
off of her small body.
"You shouldn't be self
conscious about it." He whispered.
Meredith noticed his stare and it
frightened her so she broke it.
"Wanna
sing another one then. I mean you've already
heard my voice, I guess I can't hide it now."
He smiled brightly at her,
"what do you want to sing?"
"Umm, lets
sing one of my favorites "This is my fathers world." You know it?"
"Of course I know it. I grew up Baptist. I know these songs, g!"
"Alrighty
then..."
"This is my fathers world..." Meredith began.
"And to my listening
ears..." Justin sang an octave lower.
"All nature sings and round
me rings.
The music of the
spheres." They sang together.
Meredith closed her eyes and began
to sing with all her heart. Justin just
stopped and stared adoringly at her and listened.
She opened her eyes when she
noticed Justin not singing and she caught his stare.
"That was
beautiful." He stunningly
whispered.
She barely made out,
"Thanks"
They stared into each other's eyes
not really understanding what was going on, what these feelings were that they
were sharing. They both were
confused. Meredith felt awkward under
Justin's intense eyes and decided it would be best to break the spell.
She turned and busied herself with
packing. "Aren't you supposed to be clubbing?"
"It was boring." HE said as he plopped down on her bed, pick
up the remote and started channel surfing.
"Oh, so you decide to come
here and watch me pack instead?
Sometimes I wonder how that mind of yours thinks."
"Hehe,
well, it WOULD have been fun if a particular BOOTY dancer would have come with
us."
"OK OK, ENOUGH ABOUT THE
BOOTY DANCE!! I knew I should have NEVER
done that. I knew that once I unleashed
the booty you guys would go nuts."
"Hehe,
hey, look who it is..." Justin said pointing to the TV. Meredith turned to
look and saw the guys on the 2000 MTV movie awards.
"That was a really good
performance." Meredith said patting
him on the back.
"I know, I know. What can I say, we are gods!" Justin smirked.
"Oh pulease. I said it was a good performance. I didn't say it was great. I mean it was OK, for you guys. Just look at that coat you have on. What IS that?? And you KNOW you don't want me to start
talking about the cornrows, AGIAN. I thought you were having a
wanna-be Chris frenzy or something. By the way, you NEED a haircut. The curls are WILD! I don't even want to think about what is
growing in there. You look like a freakin ch-ch-ch-chia pet!"
"I thought it was a wanna-be Thug frenzy? And I ain't no Chia pet, squirt."
"Well..you...look like...one to...me!" Meredith said laughing hard.
Justin laughed at Meredith. Her laugh could become contagious.
He watched her walk back and forth
across the room, packing her bags and chatting about random things. Finally
Justin got tired of watching her walk back and forth so he reach out his arms
and grabbed her by the waist. He sat her
down in his lap and wrapped his strong, muscular arms around her.
"Justin, we can't get freaky
now, I'm trying to pack." Meredith
giggled tried to lighten the intense mood.
"You were making me dizzy
walking back and forth so I decided to do something about it. Besides, I want to talk to you and I want to
have your full attention." Justin
stared at her face, making a memory of every feature.
"What is it? It's not bad right?"
Meredith asked cautiously.
"No, no. I just want you to
know that you are my best friend." Justin started his speech and held her
tighter.
"I mean, I spend every minute
with these people around me, and I have for 5 years of my life now. But you, you're different. I've only known you for about 2 months. Not even that long, and I feel like you know
more about me than I know about myself.
Frankly, it scares me."
Justin sighed and broke his stare
with her and looked down at the floor. "I've never had a girl that was my
best friend. You've shown me how great
of a thing that is. And In a few weeks
this whole tour is going to be over with.
I'll be in
"Justin, I'll miss you
too. I don't want to go. You guys have given me a new life here. I life I don't deserve, but one I cherish
none the less. I was afraid you would
want to just forget about me after this, but I'm glad you don't." She laughed and looked at him. "You are, you
have become my best friend. I never
thought I could have that with someone again after things that have happened to
me before. You've taught me to trust
myself with other people. You've shown
me how to love someone just because they are my friend. I love you, Justin. You mean so much to mean, you will never
know."
The tears now fell freely from her
face and Justin just wiped them away for her.
He pulled her into a hug and just held her as she cried.
-There is something more about
her. She's not telling me the whole
story. She will in time, though. Lord, she is amazing. She puts up this front of strength, humor,
and fun. But she's nothing but a lost
child inside. I'm going to be the one to
find her. I have to be the one. -
He pulled away from her but kept
her in his arms. He titled his head and looked her straight in the eye and
said, "You're amazing."
A tear fell from her eye and he
cupped her cheek and wiped it away with his thumb. "You're an angel,
Justin. You're MY angel." She whispered back.
He titled her head down with his
hands and brought his lips to her forehead.
He let them linger there while he closed his eyes. He pulled away and saw one tear slip from her
wide, beautiful, chocolate eyes. He brought
his lips to her cheek and kissed the tear away.
He then rested his forehead on hers and stared straight into her crying
brown eyes. His blue ones smiled back at
her.
He whispered, "I'll always be
your angel." He slowly closed his eyes and leaned in for a kiss, but was
interrupted.
"HEY G! You got that book I
let you borrow?" Lance called from
behind the door about to open it. Just
before he did Meredith leaped out of Justin's lap and wiped her face clean of
the tears and busied herself packing.
Justin lay back on her bed and covered his face in his hands.
-Man, that was intense. - He thought to himself.
Just then, Lance and Chris busted
through the door.
"Hey guys, what's going
on?" Chris asked.
Justin spoke through his hands and
it sounded more like a mumble but it was audible. "Chris I thought you were at the
club."
"Yeah, it got pretty boring
after awhile so I just decided to come on back here. Clubs are boring if you are committed to
someone."
Meredith stopped and glanced at
Justin.
-Justin had said the club was
boring. And he came back to talk to
me. He just about kissed me. Right? God, please help me. I'm so confused. He's everything to me, and more. I can't lose him. -
"Lance your book is on the
night stand." Meredith quietly said trying to stop her thoughts.
"Oh thanks" Lance
grabbed the book and walked to the door.
"Gotta go, Leslie wants
me to call her back in like 2 minutes. Bye."
"Bye Lance." Justin
mumbled.
Chris plopped down next to the
frustrated Justin and noticed the tension in the room.
"Uhh,
what have you guys doing?" Chris asked quietly and carefully.
"TALKING!" Justin and Meredith both said at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled shyly.
"WHOA, OK,
SUUUURRRRE. Well I guess I'll just let you two be. Night lovebirds." With that Chris got up and left. He ran out the room and Meredith went to go
say some smart comment to him. But just as she was at the door Justin came
behind her and pushed it shut. She
turned around and looked up at his tall frame.
He looked down at her and thought for a moment. Then spoke.
"All the guys are going to
the beach tomorrow. It was just supposed
to be a "guy thing" but I think we can manage to let you tag
along. Wanna
come?" Justin asked hopefully.
"Nah, if it was just supposed
to be a 'guy thing' I would feel out of place." Meredith tried to walk
past him but he grabbed her arm.
"Please, come. For me?" Justin asked hopefully not letting go of her
arm. He looked at her and for the first
time Meredith had known him he didn't use the puppy face to get what he wanted. Usually he would just pout and turn his eyes
wide. But this time he just smiled shyly
and looked into her eyes. She couldn't resist him.
"What time do you want me to
be ready?" She quietly said.
"
"I guess this is goodnight
then." Meredith whispered as he lowered his head. He closed his eyes as his face got
dangerously close to hers. He titled his
head and whispered against her lips "I guess so..." He then brushed
his lips against hers and pulled away.
He whispered, "Goodnight,
Meredith." so close to her that she could feel his breath against her
face. He let go of her arms and
straightened himself and went to open the door.
She stood there shocked. It had happened so fast and lasted no more
than 2 seconds. But he had managed to
completely make her numb. She couldn't
move at all, afraid she would fall down.
He stepped out of the door and
pulled it shut but looked over his shoulder one last time at her.
She was slowly bringing her
fingers to her lips and was staring off into space, the space where he had just
been.
He smiled brightly and whispered,
"See you at
The click of the door caused
Meredith to jump and realize what had just happened. She began to smile. She tried to wipe the smile off her
face. She would clamp her mouth shut but
it would just turn into a broad smile.
She turned on the TV and tried to watch a depressing news story. But she wasn't paying attention. Finally she turned the TV off and got into
bed. She turned out the light and closed
her eyes. Eventually she fell
asleep. But she was still smiling.
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Justin shot up straight out of
bed. His phone had woken him up.
"ello?"
Justin said groggily, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Wake up call, Mr.
Timberlake! It's 10 be down by the van in 30 minutes. I'm ready to go scoop out the
honeys." Joey told him.
"OK, I'll be
there." Justin huskily said and
blindly hung up the phone. He carefully lay back down in bed. His sheets were covered in sweat and so was
he. He threw the sheets off of him and
tried to catch his breath.
-Man, that was one Grrrrrrreat dream. Meredith, Me, kissing,
touching...whew, Man....-
Justin whistled softly then just
laid there with a smile on his face. He
really had had an intense dream. Too intense. He
hadn't had dreams like that in a while.
He needed a shower, even though he was going to the beach. He needed a cold one.
So, he jumped in the shower and
got ready for the beach.
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Outside waiting in a big white van
were Mike, Dre, Lonnie, Meredith, JC, and Chris. Mike was in the driver's seat, Meredith had
called shotgun and the rest of the guys were sprawled out on each of the three
rows of seats behind them.
"I'm ready for the
BEACH!!" Chris yelled.
"Yeah you NEED some rays,
boy" JC joked.
"Oh you don't have any room
to talk
Just then Joey, Lance, Justin,
Randy, and Todd (two other security guards) opened the van door.
"OK, there is NO WAY we can
all fit in here." Lance commented.
"It's because Johnny got
happy with the guards and we have to bring them ALL!" Joey said. "But we still love you
guys."
Joey and Randy climbed into the
back seat with JC. Lance sat beside
Chris and Dre in the middle. Justin sat
in-between Lonnie and Todd in the front seat.
Meredith turned around. Sure,
there were just enough seats for everyone, but between all the Nsync members,
the bulky guards, and the beach supplies, Everyone was
squished. Except for
her and Mike who comfortably lounged in the front seats. Meredith laughed at everyone's uncomfortable
positions.
"Comfy
guys?" Meredith asked trying not to laugh.
"YES THANK YOU!" Chris said sarcastically.
"How did MEREDITH get
shotgun?" Justin asked with a snobby voice. Meredith ignored it and commented.
"I'm just special. Remember J? YOU invited me, so I'm the
guest!" Meredith said turning back
around and looking out the window as they passed palm trees of southern
"Well, well, well. Someone is a little spoiled, what do ya say fellas?" Lonnie chided as all the guys made their own
comments. Meredith smiled evilly to
herself and turned on the radio. It was
on an r&b station but she quickly changed it to
NPR news. She looked at Mike and he was
laughing quietly as she pretended to enjoy the song, err, talking. All the guys started to groan.
"We are going to a private
beach, M." Mike told her.
"Then why
all the guards? No offense." She
asked.
"Like Joey said, Johnny got
happy, whenever they are out, they need protection,
especially in this area. The beach will
be marked off, but that doesn't mean someone can't sneak on. And I'm sure each one of you will be doing
your own thing."
"I don't need security!"
Meredith said firmly.
"You might not be famous, but
with those freaks behind us, you'll need all the security you can
get!" Mike chuckled along with
Meredith.
A few minutes
later Meredith was watching the scenery but out of the corner of her eye
noticed a muscular arm and nicely shaped hand reach its way, slowly, to the
radio.
Right before the hand reached the dial she grabbed it. A tingly sensation ran up her arm to her
neck, down her body all the way to her toes.
She knew who it was.
Still staring out the window she
said, "Justin, I think you need to put your seatbelt on. And DONT touch the radio. You know the rules. Shotgun always controls
the radio."
She finally turned her head and
noticed Justin leaning between the driver and passenger seats. He was staring up at her and smiling an
incredibly sexy and confident smile that he knew and she knew would make her
sweat.
"Sorry, I'll try and remember
the rules next time." He winked at
her and she was still holding on to his hand. "I'm going to need that hand
back sometime, Meredith." He smiled even brighter when her adoring
expression turned to one of annoyment.
She took his hand in hers and
Slapped it with her other hand like a teacher would slap a child's with a
ruler.
"Ouch. What was that for?" He asked playfully.
She bent down to where their faces
were only inches apart and whispered, "That's for flirting with
me." With that Meredith released
his hand changed the radio to back to the r&b
station which caused a roar of excited cheers to break out in the van.
Looking out the window she said
"Get back in your seat and put on your seat belt, Justin." When he didn't move Meredith looked at him as
if a mother would look at a child in trouble.
He looked up at her with his mouth open and eyes wide.
"You're not my
momma!" Justin commented
shocked. Then he returned to his seat.
Meredith looked over at Mike who
was paying attention to the road. She turned around and noticed all the guys in
the back were oblivious to the little scene that had just happened. She was glad because if anyone had noticed
the flirting, both her and Justin would never live it down.
But someone had noticed.
As Justin relaxed back into his
seat Lonnie turned to him and whispered, "What was all that about?"
"What was what about?"
"Don't act like you don't
know what I'm talking about J! The whispers, the handholding, the smiles, the long stares. Are you and Meredith, umm, an
item?" He asked carefully.
"WHAT? No, no! Not at all." Justin said. "Not yet at least..." he mumbled
thinking no one would hear.
But Lonnie HAD heard him.
He looked at Justin with wide eyes
and an open mouth. Justin just bowed his
head and shook it. He then turned his
head to the side to catch a sight of Lonnie.
A smile crept up on Justin's face at the thought of him and
Meredith. Lonnie's shocked expression
turned into a bright smile and he began to laugh. Justin just sat back and crossed his arms
over his chest, glancing at Meredith every now and then and grinning.