Episode 15 ~ Cheatin' * written by Alex
Justin grabbed Alex's arm
before she could light the match, and she flimsly
(because she's had 6 margarita's, may I remind you) dropped the
matches to
the ground and fell into justin, crying, realizing what she was
doing.
Alex: *sobbing* JC is a bastard. I hate him. I wish I never met
him!
Justin: nah, shh.. shh... don't speak like dat. you know you
still love
him. and hey, if you never met him, 'N Sync's life would be empty
and
boring without you! specailly Lance's... he loves Amanda... you
hooked dem
up, remember?...
He trails off thinking to himself.
Justin: *thinking* Why do I have to have the underage girls? and
Britney?
why me? ... I guess I just brought myself into this buisness...
and I'll
have to do the best I can... I hate seeing Lance and JC and Chris
get all
the luck, getting the best girls. well at least joey gets to pimp
around...
but I can't believe JC is treating her like this! he doesn't know
what he's
got! ... I should just stop feeling sorry for myself... at least
I have
Fame and fortune... I'll find my true love sooner or later...
without realizing it, Justin noticed Alex looked a little sick...
Alex: ...oh GOD-
right then, she threw up on the floor, but also got a smudgin on
Justin's
shirt, and her shirt too. She just stood there feeling really
bad, holding
her stomach... a little embarassed, too. It was silent for a
moment, and
Alex was too ashamed to look up. then she heard him laughing a
little.
Justin: aw, it's ok, baby. just get it out, you'll feel better...
he walked her over to the toilet, and started rubbing her back.
she finally
looked up at him, feeling a little stupid.
Alex: sorry...
Justin: it's all good, baby.
he got up and grabbed the back of his shirt, and pulled it over
his head,
and took it off to wash. Alex couldn't help but stare. Damn, he's
fine. he
lent out a hand for alex to grab onto to steady herself up. he
helped her
walk out to the bedroom area, and set her down on the end of the
bed.
Justin: uh, not to be like a perv or anything, but... do you want
me to
help clean you up?
Alex could only meekly nod. she felt so bad. drinking, mixed
emotions, ...
BARFING on her and Justin... Justin left to the bathroom to get a
warm
washcloth. when he left, Alex began thinking to herself.
Alex: *thinking* god, he's so nice. why DOES he get all the
teenybops and
... slut-Spears? it's not fair for him! I know I've been commited
to JC,
...but JC hurts me with his addcitions. Jusitn is sweet, and he
would never
hurt my feelings. ... oh no, Alex, don't even. I know you're
drunk and
tired, and you don't know what you're talking about... but... he
deserves
at least SOMEONE that would treat him right...
Justin came back into the room, and threw his shirt into the
washer. he
walked over to alex and sat down next to her. He put the warm
washcloth
against her face.
Justin: does that feel better?
Alex nodded. he clean up her face, and threw the washcloth in the
washer.
Alex: *thinking* oh he's so gentle
... it's relaxing... he should be a
massager...
Alex came in and out of dilousiment, but let justin do whatever.
he looked and hesitated for a moment, but then shyly and slowly
started to
unbutton her shirt, and slip it off her shoulders. Alex was too
drunk to
know what he was doing, but didn't care. Justin took her shirt,
and threw
it into the washer. he got up, and got one of her shirts from the
closet,
and then put it back on her. then he got one of JC's shirts, and
put it on.
he walked back over to alex, and layed her down. he took off her
shoes, and
went to the side of the bed to filp off the covers. he went back
over to
alex, and picked her up and carried her to the other side. he set
her down
gently, and then pulled the covers back over her. she was already
half
asleep when he turned off the bed light. he sighed and went to go
lay on
the couch. he started thinking again.
Justin: *thinking* ... Alex is such a great girl, why must JC be
like that?
I mean, I am his best friend, but I know how to treat a lady, and
he's not
doing it right. ... I mean if I had the chance to show Alex the
way it's
suppose to be... ...
he glanced over at alex heavly breathing, which meant she was
starting to
feel better from the Tequilas and Margaritas. He had a deep
regret about
wanted to take advantage of her while she was drunk, but that was
only a
thought. he'd wait until she was sober, so she knew what she was
doing, and
she could remember it was Justin, to see how it COULD be.
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Alex awoke to hear the sound of the TV on. she glanced quickly at
the
clock. it was 3:18 AM... she sat up, and saw Justin sitting
lazily on the
couch, with the remote in his hand. she reached over, and
switched on a
lamp. she squinted at him.
Justin: *suprised* oh! I'm so sorry! did I wake you? is it too
loud? I'll
turn it down...
Alex: *rubbing her eyes* no, no, it's ok... I was just naturally
waking
up... *lie*
Justin: ...it's 3:20 in the morning.
Alex: yeah, why are you up?
Justin: *turning back to the TV* I couldn't get to sleep...
Alex sat there looking around for awhile, adjusting to the little
hangover
she had. she looked at herself, and realized she was wearing a
different
shirt. ...and Justin was wearing JC's shirt... then it came back
to her. a
little hazy, but she recalls Justin helping her through it all...
Alex: ...thanks. *smile*
He realized what she was referring too, and casually shrugged his
shoulders.
Justin: it's nothing. I'm always here for ya.
he finally looked over at her, and saw she was wearely smiling.
she was
still tired, but better. she tossed the sheets off her, and went
into the
bathroom. He heard the water being turned on. she took a shower,
and that
fully refreshed her. it hit the spot. she grabbed a towel, and
realized her
clothes were in the closet. she walked out there, and looked
through her
stuff. Justin looked puzzeled.
Justin: what are you doing?
Alex: I'm getting dressed.
Justin: Why'd you take a shower? it's 3 in the morning!
Alex: well, I felt better once I took it, and besides, it's 3 in
the
morning- why are you watching TV?
Justin:... well if they have stuff on TV at 3, then I guess it's
meant to
be watched at 3!
Alex: well if they have water running at 3, then I guess I can
use it at 3!
Justin: touché.
Alex: *walks over to TV* besides! you're watching an infomercial!
c'mon, now. something must be bothering you if you're up at 3:40
in the
morning, watching something that slices, dices and is priceless
for $19.99?
Justin: *pathetically sighs*
Alex: *feels a little bad for justin* I'll be right back.
she grabbed some clothes, and went back into the bathroom. she
put on a
button-up dragon silk shirt, with a long black skirt, with slits
on the
side. it's just what she grabbed. not what she planned. she then
brushed
her teeth, (cuz she hates not having her teeth brushed) and then
put her
hair up in a sloppy bun, and went back out there. right when she
opened the
door, Justin was standing right there in the doorway, blocking
her path. he
looked all sesky and seductive, for some reason.
Alex: *a little taken off gaurd* uh, so justin, what is it you
wanted to
talk about?
Justin: I never wanted to talk.
Alex: ...then... what do you want?
Justin: ...you.
He then grabbed alex around the waist quickly, and pressed her
against him.
he kissed her long and hard. then pulled away, to see her
reaction. ...he
couldn't take it anymore. he had feelings for alex, and he wanted
her to
know. screw JC. (and screw Justin instead!)
Alex: *too shocked and astounded for words*
Justin: *smiling* you like?
Alex: *can only nod*
Justin then threw alex on the bed, and jumped. whoa there. they
slipped
under the covers... and what happens under there, is their
buisness.