2002<------::::Celebrity::::------>2002

PART 1

January 31^st, 2009

On the third to last day of tour wasn’t a good day for me. I thought I would end up spending my twenty second birthday at home with my family or girlfriend, which I didn’t have. Instead, I spent my birthday singing for fans across the world. I thought you were supposed to be happy being a celebrity? Things always doesn’t seem how they look. I didn’t have time to date, due to my busy schedule. I couldn’t even go outside without a bodyguard, afraid that I may get mobbed by a heap of fans. Boy, was this life complicated, and sometimes I wish I didn’t get this far.

It was hard for me to trust women, afraid that I may have been used, but hey…I had to take my chances

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Justin headed down the hall as he pulled out his key to his suite. “Justin?” he looked over his shoulder to gaze at Joey, one of his friends. “Want one?” he referred to one of the women he led towards his suite. “I’m gonna have a blast on the last week of tour.”

“Um…nah. I’m okay. I’ll pass this time.”

“Pishh. Wuss.” he chuckled.

“Seriously…I need to get some rest. I’ll see ya’ in the morning. Have fun.” he turned, and proceeded towards his room. All of a sudden, he focused in on a blond, standing by his door. “Um…is there a problem?” he stopped in front of her.

“Uh…no. I’m Britney…one of your dancers.” she extended her hand out.

“Hmm.” he shook her hand while gazing in her dark brown eyes. “How come I haven’t seen you before?” he slid his key card in the door, hearing a click sound afterwards.

“I dunno. I guess you don’t look hard.” he pulled the door open, and stepped in the room.

“So uh…did you want something?”

“Well…I just wanted to talk to you.” he chuckled.

“Oh yeah? Well…I don’t think tonight is such a good night. I’m really tired from performing earlier. I just…wanna be alone right now. I hope you understand.”

“But…I heard you were the nicest guy in the group. I…I just…wanted to keep you company…on your birthday.” she began to cry silently.

“Damn.” he sighed and rubbed through his curls in frustration. “Alright. You could come in” she looked up to gaze in his eyes. 

“Really?” a smile formed on her face.

“Yeah, but…you can’t be long. I really need to get some rest.” he allowed her to walk in the room.

“How come your room is bigger than mines?” he removed his shirt.

“I dunno. Maybe you have a regular cabin instead of a suite.”

“Oh…I guess you’re right.” she watched him yank his jeans off.

“You could take a seat if you want. I’m just gonna go hop in the shower right quick. The remote it to the TV should be on the dresser.” he entered the bathroom, and closed the door.

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Justin exited the bathroom, wearing Calvin Klein boxers. He glanced at Britney who made herself comfortable on the bed. She looked up to gaze at him, realizing how hard it was for her to stop looking at him. “Um…I see you made yourself comfortable.” he took a seat beside her laying body.

“Sorry.” she slowly sat up.

“Nah. It’s okay. So…” he released a sigh. “What do you want to talk about?”

“Well…I was so bored…so…I decided to chill with you. You seem very…kind.” he gazed at her chest area, then looked away.

“If you say so. I’m just…normally quiet when I’m off stage.” she nodded.

“Cool.” he gazed deeply in her dark brown eyes. “Um…you know on stage today…that girl who you kissed…how did you feel when you did that? I mean…she was crooning over you. That didn’t upset you a little?” he chuckled.

“Not really. I liked it. That makes me feel really good when a girl does that. It makes me feel special.” she smirked while nibbling on the bottom of her lip.

“When you sing…my heart just flutters. It’s really hard to portray. If ya’ know what…” a knock on the door interrupted her.

“Shit. Um…quickly hide in the closet.” she jumped up and ran in the closet as he approached the door. He slowly unlocked it and pulled it open to see a familiar African American guy. “Hey, Mike. What’s up?” he tried not to act too suspicious.

“Um…” he peered in the bedroom. “Just making sure you’re okay. Need anything?”

“Uh nope. I’m cool. Thanks for checking up on me.” he smiled sincerely.

“No prob. Well…good night.”

“Nighty night.” he chuckled and proceeded down the hallway. “Whew.” he closed the door and sighed of relief. “Um…you could come out now.” he replied.

She cautiously stepped out of the closet with a curious look on her face. “Did I get you in trouble?”

“Oh…no. He was just…checking up on me. A normal routine.” he took his seat on the bed and glanced at the blank screen on the television.

“Well…” he glimpsed at her watch. “It’s getting late. I’m gonna let you get your rest. You have a long day ahead of you tomorrow.” he covered up under the blankets.

“Alright. It was nice meeting you. I’ll see you during rehearsals.” she smiled and pulled the door open.

“Sure. See you tomorrow. Bye.” he watched her exit the room. He turned the lamp off and snuggled comfortably under the blankets, suddenly being startled by a knock on the hotel door.

“Damn.” he stepped out of bed. “Can a guy ever get sleep around here?” he slowly pulled the door open, and focused in on someone he wasn’t expecting to see. “You? What are you doing here? What’s up?” suddenly, a huge African American guy stood behind her.

“Do you know this girl? She just said she came from your suite.”

“Oh um…yeah. I know her. Why? What happened?”

“I caught her snopping around the place. Did she just come back from seeing you?”

“Yeah.” he rubbed his hair in frustration. “Plus she’s one of our back up dancers. Don’t worry…she’s not a crazed fan.”

“Oh…okay. I was just making sure. I’ll see you later.” they both watched him walk away. With one swift movement, he grasped her arm and pulled her in the room. 

“Are you out of your damn mind? You could’ve gotten me into some deep trouble. We’re not allowed anyone in our suites…beside the guys.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Seriously. I wasn’t trying to get you in trouble. I was just…on my way to my room…” she gazed deeply in his heated eyes, suddenly feeling herself weakening all over. “…then all of a sudden…” she gulped down while fiddling with her fingers nervously. “…this big dude grabs me by the neck and…” she held her head down as tears slowly filled up her eyes. “…pushes me up against the wall. He must’ve thought I was some fan…or something.” she lifted her head to gaze in his blue eyes. “I’m sorry…really.” he sighed, and rested his hand on his hip as he thought.

“Look…” he looked up to gaze in her diluted eyes. “It’s okay. You don’t have to cry. Seriously.” he brushed underneath her teary eyes. “So…wipe the tears away.” he smiled warmly. “You’re too beautiful to be crying.” she blushed and held her head down.

“Thank you. I…really appreciate your sympathy.” she looked up to lock eyes with his. “Well…I’m gonna…go now. Hopefully…I’ll stay out of trouble this time.” he chuckled and pecked her on the cheek.

“Good night.” he spoke softly.

“Um…” she felt this chill go down her spine. “Good night.” she turned and headed towards the door. “Um…” she looked over her shoulder to stare at him. “See you at rehearsals.” he nodded, then watched her leave the room. 

The next day (12:32 p.m.)

“Justin…don’t make a fool out of yourself. You know what position you’re supposed to be in.”

“Yeah…I know, Erica. But…” he trailed off as he watched the most beautiful woman enter the dance room. “Oh…my god.”

“What? What’s wrong now?” she asked curiously as she looked over her shoulder to gaze at the person he was eying.  “Hmm. I should’ve known. Well…you better wake up out of your fantasy world and get down to business. The next concert is tomorrow. We don’t have very much time to get these moves pat down.” he seemed to block out what she was saying and paid his close attention on the individual.

She laughed while walking with her friends, not even realizing he was there. He watched as she sat her duffle bag on the floor and began stretching in all types of unbelievable positions. “Justin…JUSTIN!”

“Um…huh? Did you…say something?”

“YES! Wake up! It’s time for rehearsals.”

“Okay, okay. I been ready.” she shook her head pathetically and walked away.

He kept his eye son her during the whole rehearsal time, struggling to keep his concentration, which worked out great.

After rehearsals

“ALRIGHT, GUYS! WE ARE TO MEET BACK HERE TOMORROW AROUND THE SAME TIME! WE HAVE TO MAKE THIS POP ODYSSEY TOUR THE BEST EVER!” the choreographer yelled over the voices.

Justin grabbed his duffle bag and headed out the dance room. “Justin?” he quickly looked over his shoulder to gaze at someone who would make his heart flutter, and his palms sweat. “Hey. I’m glad I caught you on time. I just wanna say cool moves.” she nodded. “You’re very talented.”

“Thank you. You were good also.” they both walked out on the parking lot.

“Thanks so…where are you heading now?”

“Well…I’m just gonna go back to the side, and pack my bags for the road tonight I’m not gonna really be doing anything. The fellas supposed to go out clubbing tonight since they’re free of work. Me…I just might stay in…and try to get as much as sleep as possible. I know tomorrow is going to be VERY hectic.” he sat his bag in the passenger’s seat and sat in the driver’s side of his Benz.

“Yeah. I understand.” he looked up to stare at her. “Well…”

“Maybe we could hang out later on…if you’re not doing anything.” a smile formed on her face.

“Cool. I’d be glad to. Your suite?”

“Yeah.” he closed the door and cranked up the car.

“What time?”

“Um…” she watched him slip on his shades. “Make it around eight. I wanna try and get some rest first.” she nodded.

“Okay. Cool with me. So I’ll see you at eight.”

“Yep. Eight it is.” he spoke while trailing his eyes up her legs.

“Great. See you then. Later.” he watched her turn and head towards her car.

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7:56 p.m.

“Damn, JC. Why do you always have to do things like this?” Justin asked, annoyed while JC on the other hand, laughed. “Shit.” he watched him pick up the rose petals from off the floor. “Just get out. Get out of my room now.” he demanded.

“Alright, alright. Just…chill okay?” he stood up and headed towards the door. “I have to go clubbing any way.” he pulled the door open and focused in on a blond standing there with a few things in her hands.

“Hey, JC. Justin in there?” she asked.

“Um…yeah.” he looked over his shoulder to stare at Justin who straightened out the bouquet.

“Justin…some chick’s out here for you. You look like one of our dancers.” she smiled. 

“I am.”

“Let her in.”

“Ooh.” he whistled teasingly as he watched her walk in the room. “Justin’s finally gonna get laid.” he laughed. “I’ll see you later, man. Ahaha.” he closed the door.

“Don’t mind him. He’s being such a pest.” he handed her a bouquet. “These are for you.” her eyes lit up.

“Really? Wow.” she accepted the bouquet and inhaled the scent. “They’re so beautiful.” he gazed deeply in her eyes as he bit the bottom of his lip teasingly.

“So um…what do you have with you?” he hopped on another subject before things heated up.

“Um…I just…thought you might like to watch a few movies. I brought some…popcorn. We might as well…pretend like we’re at the movies. There’s no telling when the guys will be back.” he chuckled.

“Yeah. You’re right about that. They’re a bunch of party animals. Well…I am too but…sometimes you need a break.” she nodded.

“Yeah. You do.” they both gazed deeply in one another’s eyes.

“Um…” he reached out and brushed her lips softly with his thumb. “You had…something right there.” she licked her lips and held her head down. “You have…cute lips. Haha.”

“Ahaha. Thank you.” she looked up to lock eyes with his. Suddenly finding herself lost in them. He brushed her cheek delicately while giving her a sexy look. Her body began to respond to his signals and all she wanted to do was take him then and there. A loud noise startled her out of the moment. She quickly looked down to realize she had dropped her tapes. “Um…” she kneeled down to pick them up. “I’m sorry.”

“Nah. It’s okay.” he rubbed through his hair. She stood up with the items and gazed in his eyes.

“Um…I think we should…start watching the movies.” she assured.

“Oh…yeah.” he agreed while heading towards the television.

12:10 a.m.

Britney covered her mouth and yawned softly. “Boy oh boy. I’m getting sleepy.” she stepped out of bed, and kneeled in front of the TV. “So what do you wanna watch now?” she asked while rummaging through her tapes. “We have one more left. Two can play that game. Are you up for it?”

“Yeah. I can last. It’s you who I’m worrying about.” she chuckled and slipped in the tape.

“Sure. Any way…” she laid back in bed beside him, and rested her head on his chest. “If I do go to sleep…wake me. I don’t want your body guards to think anything.”

“It’s really none of their business.” she looked up to gaze in his eyes.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’m possible you could stay the night over. That’s if YOU want to. Everything is up to you.” she gazed at his lips.

“Justin…have you ever fell in love before?” she spoke softly.

“Um…no. I haven’t. Why? Did you before?”

“Well…once. With this dude I been with since middle school. You know…” she sat up and climbed on top of him. His eyes lit up because of her sudden outburst. “I use to always think he was all that I mean…he had his own car…place of his own. Well this was when he hit high school…around sophomore year. Any way…he was the popular guy in school. All the girls drooled over him. So…that made me think. Could this boy be truthful to me? Especially if almost EVERY girl wants him. So…” he scrutinized her face closely as she spoke. “Then one day…it hit me.” her eyes slowly filled up with solution. “Why would a guy like him…want to do with a girl like me?” tears poured down her cheeks. “I caught him…having SEX with someone who I called a friend.” she sniffled. “I never been so humiliated in my ENTIRE life. And I thought he was the one. I actually thought that dog was the one.” she gazed in his eyes. “Something like that could’ve made me go and hate all men, but no. I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” 

“Britney…the same thing like that happened to me a while back. I haven’t been in a relationship for months now…afraid that it may have happened to me again.”

“Really? Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Well…she was just the regular girl next door and I was the only celebrity on the block. Well…town.”

Flashback

Justin helped his mother position the kitchen table in the center of the kitchen. “Like that?” he asked while looking up to gaze at her.

“Yeah. That’s fine. Thanks, son.” he smiled and pecked her on the cheek.

“You’re welcome.” he grabbed his coat.

“Jonathan…your brother is leaving now. You better get your behind down here now before he leaves you.” Lynn warned.

Justin pulled the front door open and stepped out on the porch. “Bye, ma.” Jonathan waved as he ran out the house.

“Bye, and be good.” she watched her two sons hop in the car and drive away.

“Are you hungry? There’s a Burger King up this road. I’m tellin’ you now…I don’t cook and you should know that by now.”

“I’ll take Burger King.”

“Alright.” he headed towards Burger King.

A few minutes later, he pulled up at the drive thru menu and rolled down his window. “What do you want, sport?”

“Um…a chicken McNugget meal.” he answered while scanning the menu.

“Okay.”

Welcome to Burger King. Reese speaking. How may I help you?

“Yes. I will like to order the number nine with…” he glanced at Jonathan. “What drink do you want?”

“Pepsi.”

“Um…and make that order with a coke.”

Okay. The number nine, and a coke for your drink?

“Yes.” he answered.

Will that be all?

“Yes ma’am.”

Four dollars and sixty cent is your total sir. Please drive up to the window.

He rolled back up his window as he drove up to the first window.

“Where’s my cash?” he spoke to himself while looking through his secret compartment for his emergency cash. He pulled out a ten and rolled down the window. A lady slid the window open and focused in on him, suddenly staring in shock.

“Um…hey.” she stammered lightly.

“What’s up?” he handed her the ten. She slowly accepted the money and rung it up in the register.

“Five dollars, and forty cent is your change, sir.” he collected his change.

“Thank you.” he smiled warmly.

“Have a nice day.”

“You too, sweetie.” she watched him pull up to the last window where the most beautiful woman he had ever seen was located. At the time, she was filling up a cup of ice and coke, not realizing he was there.

She looked up to gaze at him, slowly forming a smile. “Hi.” she greeted.

“Hey.” he spoke up.

“Here’s your coke.” she handed him the cup with a straw.

“Thank you.” he handed Jonathan the cup, never peeling his eyes off of her.

“Here’s your food.” she handed him a bag of food. He slowly accepted the bag while gazing deeply in her eyes. “Is that everything?”

“Um…not exactly. I was wondering if a name and number comes with this order.”

“Oh um…well of coarse you should know this is Burger King, and the number should be right there…on the bag.”

“I mean…besides the company’s name.”

“Oh. You mean my manager’s name? Her name is…”

“No. Let’s cross out Burger King. Let’s say…you for instance. Do you have a number I could reach you by?” she smirked and held her head down.

“Are you…asking for my phone number?” she spoke softly.

“Um…well you could say that. Are you available?” she chuckled and bit the bottom of her lip.

“Well…yeah. At the moment.” he nodded.

“Cool. Um…” he pulled out a card and handed it to her. “Here’s my number you could reach me by. My house address is on there also. I’m always available so…give me a ring whenever you’re free.” he spoke softly.

“Sure. And you’re THE Justin Timberlake?”

“You got it. Well…I’m gonna go now. I’m holding up the line. I’ll see you later. Bye, cutie.” she watched him pull off.

End of flashback

“No wonder she used your ass. You met her at Burger King. You KNOW she was some poor gold digger.” he chuckled.

“Well…I wasn’t thinking. All that kept coming to mind was her beauty and…how good she would be in bed. I surely learned my lesson. But any way…where was I?”

Flashback

“Oh no you don’t. I’m gonna get ya’.” Justin spoke excitedly as he played a game with Jonathan.

“Man that’s not fare. You cheated.” he complained.

“No I didn’t. I’m just too good. Ahaha. I’m invincible, dude. No one can beat me…who’s the master? I am.” he chuckled.

“I don’t like you. I’ma tell my ma on you.” he chuckled and sat back on the sofa.

“Go ahead. I love you too, sport. Haha.” his phone went off the hook. He reached over and picked it up, resting it by his ear afterwards. “Yep?”

“Hello um…is Justin in?”

“Uh…yeah. Who’s speaking?” he stood up and headed towards the kitchen.

“Brianna.” he held a peculiar look.

“Um…I don’t know a Brianna. I’m afraid you have the wrong…”

“You met me at Burger King a few hours ago.” his eyes lit up.

“OH…you. Hey. What’s up? I’m sorry. You…never told me your name.” she chuckled.

“That’s okay. So…what are you up to?” he grabbed a wine cooler from out of the refrigerator.

“Nothin. I’m just…chilling home…with my lil’ bro. What are you doing?” he leaned against the counter, and sipped his vodka.

“I’m just…laying on my bed…thinking abut you.” she chuckled softly.

“Hmm really? Things like that?” he spoke seductively.

“Things like…making fantastic…extra ordinary love…anywhere. What did you buy your last girlfriend for her birthday?”

End of flashback

“Okay…how in the hell did she get from sex to a gift? That was ONE sign that all she was about was money.”

“Just like I said…I was blinded by her…beautiful looks. Any way…”

Flashback

“What do you mean? the last girl I bought a gift was Angelina and that was…I think a diamond filled necklace…worth thousands.”

“Wow. She must have been ecstatic.” he chuckled.

“Yes she was. You should’ve saw her face. Priceless. Ahaha.” she laughed along with him.

“So um…when can we…see each other again?” she hopped on another subject.

“Um…whenever you want to.”

“Cool. I wanna see you today…around nine. Will that be possible?”

“Oh…” he glimpsed at Jonathan who continued playing the game. “Sure. What time? Around nine?”

“Yeah. At your place.” he scratched his scalp.

“I guess.” hesighed. “But…you’ll have to drive up here. I can’t leave Jon by himself and I DON’T wanna take him with me if I HAD to pick you up.”

“That’s okay. I have a way of getting there. Just give me the address and I can be on my way.”

“Alright.”

End of flashback

“Justin…what were you thinking? How could you invite some stranger to your place?”

“I dunno. Just like I invited a stranger into my hotel suite.” she held a confused look. “Sound familiar to you?” she shook her head pathetically and looked away.

“Fine. Be stubborn.” she stepped out of bed. “You’re not gonna get any where if ya’ keep acting like that.” he watched her grab her things and head towards the door. “I’ll see you during rehearsals.”

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“I’m going to my room. I don’t have to be bothered with smart mouth assholes as yourself.” she pulled the door open and walked out.

“Wait, wait. Brit.” he shot out of bed, and ran after her. “Britney…I’m sorry. I’m SO sorry.” he gripped her waist and turned her to face him. “I wasn’t trying to get smart with you. I was…just trying to prove a point. If I made you feel that way, then…I’m truly sorry. From the bottom of my heart. Please don’t be upset with me over this. I want you to stay…with me. Can you do that for me? Please.” he had the look of hope in his eyes.

“Aw…Justin…” she embraced him in a hug. “It’s alright. It’s not really a big of a deal.” Lonnie, one of the body guards quickly approached the two.

“Hey, you…off him.” they looked up to gaze at him. “Is she attacking you?” he held a peculiar look.

“What? NO! She’s NOT attacking me. She’s one of my dancers.” he slowly became relieved.

“Oh…my bad. I’m just…doing my job, man. I gotta provide for my family.” he chuckled and turned, heading back down the hall. “See ya’ later, curly.” he shook his head pathetically and gazed back at Britney.

“Any way…sorry about that. People around here don’t really pay any attention to the dancers. They’re like…extras in a movie ore something.” she chuckled.

“It’s okay. It’s not really a big deal to me. As long as I’m doing what I love AND getting paid from it…making a living.” he nodded while gazing deeply in her eyes.

“You’re so confident…and beautiful. Actually the most beautiful woman in the world.” she blushed and held her head down.

“Sure, Justin.” she spoke sarcastically. “There are more beautiful girls out there now…dying to get with you. But here you insist on hitting on an average, teenage, back up dancer…with NO career ahead of her.”

“What? How could you say that about yourself? You’re NOT average and you DO have a career ahead of you. Don’t put yourself down like that. You’re supposed to be confident.” she sighed and held her head down.

“Whatever you say.” he chuckled and grasped her hands in his.

“Um…could I…have a kiss?” she looked up to gaze in his eys.

“Excuse me?”

“A kiss. Could I kiss you?”

“Uh…well I’m not…” he slowly parted his lips with hers. Her eyes lit up of astonishment. “Mmm.” she moaned softly between his lips as he caressed her tongue ever so gently. “I love you, Justin. I love you so much.” he broke away and pulled back to stare in her eyes.

“Um…let’s go back in the room.” he assured.

“Okay.” she smiled as she followed him back in the suite.