PART TWO: SITE NOT RESPONDING
February 14th, 2002
(Orlando, Universal Studios)
"Why the hell are we HERE?"
"You'll find out Lizzie."
"But- but- UGH! I can't believe you." She exclaimed, throwing her arms up in the air in defeat.
"What?" His dark eyes widened with his statement.
She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest as they walked into Citywalk at Universal Studios in Orlando. "I trust you too much."
"No, you love me too much." HE pulled her over to him and wrapped an arm around her, whispering in her ear.
She smiled and looked up at him. "Well that can't be a bad thing. Or..can it?"
"Just hold my hand and let me take my Valentine on a date, ok?"
Elizabeth sighed and slipped her small manicured hand into his much larger one. "I guess. But I hope you know that I DO NOT appreciate you stealing me out of Chem. Lab to hop on a plane and fly to Orlando with you, just so you can take me out."
He walked ahead of her, and pulled her along with him. "Lil Lizzie, come on. Just trust me. I KNOW you are going to love me."
"You said 'trust me' when you told me to go rock climbing with you. And we all know that I almost busted my ASS trying that."
After chuckling at her for a moment he shook his head and walked side by side with her down the walkway full of many people. "I swear you will stand there, say 'oh my god' 50 times and then hug me and kiss me and tell me you love me more than anything."
She smiled at the memory he had created in her mind, but soon a clever smile spread on her face. "Ok. But what if I only say it 49 times?"
An exaggerated sigh fell from his lips. He should have known she would give him hell for this. "Well I was just approximating Lizzie. Don't get your panties in a wad over a damn number."
Her hand tugged on his and she whispered huskily in his ear. "Well my panties always get in a wad with you around, sexy."
His eyebrows raised and he smiled a bright smile at her. "Oooo, going for the sexual little remarks. That's the Elizabeth I love."
"Ahh, get away from me you perv." She dropped his hand and ran away from him, her long wavy brown hair swaying behind her as she giggled.
"You are the one who said it!" He stated in shock as she jogged away, looking back at him and taking his breath away with her smile.
"Stop! Security!" She shouted with a laugh.
He ran up to her and caught her by the waist, swinging her slightly on his hip, his lips to her ear. "Shhh, you don't want to cause a scene now do you?"
"I don't know. You are kinda an attention seeker." She smiled a smug smile and grabbed his hand to walk with him.
"What's THAT supposed to mean?"
"Remember Club Monaco in New York? Or the time we went shopping and you decided to buy out all of that one store which I'm not going to name, because now I love that store and I promised myself a long time ago I would hate it. Or the time when we were at Charleston and you decided to shout at 12 at night in the middle of the streets who you were to the world."
"I was drunk that last time." He mumbled in a babyish voice.
"So...you still knew what you were doing." She shrugged.
He leaned over and mumbled against her brown hair. "Well it did get you to take me bed."
"Oh, so now THATS how you are going to play it. I did NOT take you bed. I simply stripped you of your clothing, laid you down in bed and curled up next to you. You were drunk. You THOUGHT we did stuff but you passed out before anything good happened."
He shook his head and laughed. "Shut up, lil Lizzie. You know good and well what happened that night."
"Nope, no clue." She stood her ground much like a 10-year-old would.
"Well, maybe you will remember this." He pulled her into his arms and descended his mouth onto hers; slipping his tongue into her mouth and making her relax against his tall body.
She pulled away breathless. "Yeah, I'll store that for the memory books."
His eyes twinkled and he nodded to the building they were standing in front of. "And what if I told you that we were eating at Emeril's Restaurant: Orlando"
"I would...oh my god." She turned and looked at the restaurant he had taken her to. She couldn't believe it. She just started at the place in awe.
"Told ya you would say it." He nudged her playfully.
Suddenly, she shouted and looked at him with wide eyes and then back at the restaurant. "OH MY GOD! I knew it was weird that you were bringing me here!! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!"
He smiled at himself for a job well done. "Well, I knew how much you liked Emeril and had never been to his restaurants. And since I have connections I thought I would take my girl out on Valentine's to her favorite chef's restaurant for the first time."
"Oh my god!" She turned and wrapped her arms around him and he wrapped her into a warm embrace smiling at how happy he had made her. She pulled away and kissed him firmly on the mouth.
She ran a hand over his face, her eyes watering. She had never known she could have loved someone this much. He smiled down at her, that picture perfect smile. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his stomach and mumbled into his chest, "I love you so much, Trevor."
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Same time
(Beverly Hills)
"Mom, stop screaming." A chuckling voice said into the phone.
"I just can't believe it, My BABY is getting MARRIED! AHH! I'm so happy, but Justin! You are all grown up now."
"Ma...please don't start this. You'll start crying and then I'll get misty eyed and then Britney who is about to die with laughter right now will...well...she would probably just laugh."
"I wanna talk to her."
"Kay..." Justin smiled and handed the phone over to the girl who was leaning against his chest, lying down on the couch. "Mom, wants to talk to you."
"Hey momma Lynn...I know...we are excited...no we haven't even thought of a date yet...He didn't tell you..." Britney looked at Justin and exclaimed, "You didn't tell your mom??"
"No, I didn't want anyone to know that I was thinking about proposing. I talked to Johnny about it and that's it. And well Lonnie went to get a ring with me. But I just wanted it to be me and you."
She just smiled at him and after a while went back to his mother. "Yes ma'am. Sorry...uh huh..."
Justin looked at his girlfriend, no fianc�e now, as she rested against him and talked to his mother. So much had happened in his life. So much had changed in the past 2 years. Britney was the only one who seemed to understand him at times. He knew that they could make it. But he had his doubts.
He was in love. He was more than just in love. He was obsessed with this girl. Britney was his everything, and sometimes even more. Besides his career and his family she was the only thing he seemed to care about anymore.
But, he was terrified that one day she might leave him. He knew she loved him. But sometimes he couldn't tell just how much. And he knew if it came down to it, her career or him, she would choose her career.
So he thought up a plan. HE bought a ring, popped the question and ignored the fact that he was 21, her only 20 and that they both barely had time for a marriage. Surprisingly enough she said yes. He was hoping almost for a rejection. He just wanted her to know how serious he was and that he was thinking along the lines of marriage.
And when tears came to her eyes and she smiled, kissed him, and said yes, he knew that it was going to be ok. He knew that just maybe, this time he would win, his heart wouldn't be stomped on, and he would live happily ever after.
"Here, she wants to talk to you again...bye momma Lynn. Love you too. Here's J..." Justin smiled and picked up the phone and cradled it between his ear and his shoulder. His arms wrapped around his fianc�e and he held her tightly against him. His hand searched for hers, and he linked his fingers in between hers and used his other hand to steady the phone.
He sighed and closed his eyes, listening to his mother on the phone line. "Oh yeah mom...I'm happy. I really am."
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"Mmmmmm...this is delicious."
"Liz, its just a shrimp cocktail." Trevor chuckled.
"So, it has some of his essence on it." She giggled and moaned when Trevor fed her another shrimp.
"Excuse me Mister Hilton, are you two ready to order?"
The brown haired man sitting across from Elizabeth looked up at the waiter dressed in a white shirt and black pants. A napkin rested over his forearm. "Oh yeah, I called before and Emeril knows what to fix us. Just make sure he knows that I'm here."
Elizabeth's brown eyes widened when it registered in her mind that Emeril was here, cooking. She dismissed the thought, afraid that she might faint or go into shock if she dwelled on it.
"Oh, sorry sir. And I'll be right back with your Obsidina."
Trevor nodded to the waiter. "Thank you."
"What's Obsidina?" Liz inquired.
He smiled and leaned over the table, picking up a shrimp and popping it in his mouth. "It's a really expensive red wine. I think you will like it. You liked the stuff at my dad's party 2 weeks ago didn't you?"
"Oh that wine was great. I had never had wine like that before. I'm use to cheap beer." She giggled.
He shook his head and coolly said, "Well this isn't cheap beer. This bottle is about 90 dollars so..."
"Trev! I will no let you waste 90 bucks on a stupid bottle of wine." She couldn't believe him. He was always wasting money on her.
"I want to. You are my girl. You deserve nothing but the best. And I intend to give you the best."
She sighed with smile. "I wake up everyday and thank God that your family owns the Hilton resorts."
"I love you too Lizzie." He chuckled.
"Good. That way I get more presents."
He rolled his brown eyes. "You are a dork."
"I was a pretty cool gal until I met you, buddy." She grinned across the table and pointed to him.
"And then I taught you the joys of dorkdom."
She nodded and them stopped and raised an eyebrow at him. "Did you just say dorkdom?"
"Let's change topics."
"Surely." She smiled.
He cleared his throat. "So you got a birthday coming up, huh?"
Elizabeth just nodded with a smile. -So glad I met you Trev.-
She could remember that day, about a year ago when they literally bumped into each other, both late for their anatomy lecture, which they then realized they had together. They were both in pre med. school at Maryland and it just so happened that they had a lot of the same classes together.
From their little run in, a blooming relationship occurred. Study sessions became make out sessions and test dates faded into romantic dates. She had no idea that he was of the stature he was until 2 months into knowing him, when he invited her and some other of their pre medical school buddies to a party at his parent's home.
Soon her little romantic raunduves with Mr. Hilton turned into a full-fledged romance that she had never experienced before. She was in love.
She was so in love, she couldn't even remember a time when she had smiled so much in an average day. Well there was one time, a few years ago. But she didn't like to remember those days.
About once a month the memory of CurlyJay23 would be forced into her brain. She would turn on the TV or hear him on the radio and be forced to remember him. And everytime she remembered him, she remembered the feeling of pain and rejection. She never before had just been forgotten and ignored. And that's exactly that Justin Timberlake had done to her.
She had spent an amazing 24 hours with him, and that was it. She never heard from him again. He had promised and she had believed him. She should have known better, but she was 17, had a crush and wanted to live in the dream world that CurlyJay and DMBluvr would be friends forever, maybe even more.
But now her dreamworld had been replaced with the real world. Trevor Hilton had entered her life, and as of now, she couldn't give a damn about Justin Timberlake or who the hell he was dating. The last she had heard, they were writing music together, and living together.
Trevor was her life now.
Justin was just a memory. A memory that she prayed one day she could forget.