Author’s note: This chapter includes very explicit content so for you virgin readers…skip over the black highlighting.

Three days later

“So…what are you getting?” Alexia asked as she held up a blue jean skirt with a split on both sides. “This looks nice. What do you think?” Katrina glimpsed at it, and smiled.

“Wow…do they have any more in a size three?” she rummaged through the rack of skirts. “Hmm…well I found one but…it’s gray. I want the blue one instead.”

“They’re on sale, girl. The original price is sixty-five dollars, but it’s on sale for…thirty-two. I gotta get this. But first I need to find a top to match with it.” She headed towards the shirt section.

“Good afternoon. Can I help you with something?” Alexia quickly twirled around to focus in on a tall brunette guy. “Oh my god you’re…you’re that model. Alexia Elizabeth. Cool. Is there anything I can help you with? ANYTHING!” she chuckled softly.

“Um…actually…I was trying to find a halter top. A blue or light blue halter top to match this jean skirt. You think you have any?”

“Um…we should. Down this way.” She followed behind him. They ended up in a halter top section.

“You guys have a halter top section? Damn. Usually…at other stores…they be mixed with the other shirts. Very well organized.” She nodded timidly. He stood aside and watched her rummage through a rack of halter tops, choosing a few along the way. “Are you enjoying the view? You might as well take a picture while you’re at it.” She joked.

“Oh…hahaha. It’s just…I’ve always dreamt of meeting you, and now…you’re right here…ya’ know. I can’t help but look at you. You’re too beautiful.” She looked up to lock eyes with his.

“You’re beginning to sound just like my fiancé. He always compliments me and buy me things. It’s really beginning to annoy me. I mean…I don’t THINK I’m that beautiful and…” she grabbed another halter top. “…I guess I’m just lucky to be a model.” He chuckled.

“You were born a model. I saw all of your baby pics and…you were beautiful from the start. You just can’t see it. Try looking in the mirror one day.” He assured.

“I do that a lot, but…I still don’t see any beauty. I mean…how you guys describe it.” She brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear as she continued searching for more halter tops.

“Are you gonna buy all of those?”” he asked curiously.

“Oh…hell no. I’m just…picking out all of the good ones…then I’ll minimize them to the one that I really want. You guys have a lot of nice stuff in here. My girlfriend recommended this store to me. She’s over there in the skirt section.” He looked up to focus in on a woman going through a few skirts.

“Cool.” He nodded. “So…how’s Justin? Everything okay between you two?”

“Oh yeah. Everything’s perfecto. We’re getting married next year, and…I’m due sometime next year of January…close to Justin’s birthday. I think I’ll decide which one I really want now.”

“Are you guys going somewhere special today or something? I was just…”

“JC’s cousin is have a birthday party today. I wanted to get something nice to wear. You know me…I ALWAYS have to look nice wherever I go.” She chuckled.

“Well you do.” He eyed her outfit. “You look nice now. I mean…I’m not trying to come on to you or anything. I just think…you really look good.” He kept his eyes on her body.

“You really think so. Thank you. Ahaha. Well…I’ve decided I’ll get this one.” He glanced at a dark blue, jean halter top. “It’s the perfect color for my skirt, and it’s not…too revealing.” She hung the remaining halter tops back on the rack, and looked up to stare at him. “Um…it was nice talking to you…”

“Matthew.” He ended.

“Yeah…Matthew.” She giggled. “Um…so I’ll see you whenever.” She hesitantly embraced him in a hug. “Talk to you later.” He watched her head towards the skirt section where her friend was located.

“Damn.” He whispered.
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“What do you think Alexia is doing? I mean…whenever she’s with Katrina…they always seem to get into some type of trouble.” Justin spoke as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, and headed further in the mall.

“I dunno. What I think is…you’re too over protective over her. She’ll be fine. She’s a grown ass woman for Christ sake. And she can take care of herself.” JC assured. “Don’t worry about her.” He bit the bottom of his lip as he gazed around the mall, hoping he had spotted Alexia.

“I miss her.” He chuckled pathetically. “I know it may sound pathetic but…I do. It’s like…I’m so addicted to her. She’s like a drug. I can’t go a day without her.” He paused. “I thought I was gonna die on tour. If you guys weren’t there…I probably would have. It hasn’t even been a day and I already miss her. Damn…I’m so fucked up.” He rubbed through his hair in frustration.

“You’re just…in love, and…I CAN understand that, because…I’m also in love, but…I TRAINED myself to survive without Jamie. That’s what you have to do. You have to train yourself. You don’t realize that you two are both busy people. She models and sometimes…travel to go shoot a few pictures in another state or city…whatever, and you tour. Things like that can ruin a once good relationship, but NOT if you train yourselves. If you BOTH train yourselves to survive…you guys can make it.” He paused. “I think the real reason why celebrities dump each other is because of sex.”

“What?” Justin asked in confusion.

“Seriously. They use that “We don’t hardly see each other” excuse JUST to cover up their sexaholic minds. It’s all about sex. They want someone to be there to have sex. So what they do is…end it by using that excuse and go find someone else.” Justin listened closely. “And it could be because they miss that person BUT…out of one hundred percent…ninety percent is all about sex.”

“You’re absolutely right. How come I haven’t thought of that?”

“Yeah, and…I know you’re not all about sex, because if you were…you would have used that excuse to dump Alexia plenty of times. Once you guys have been separate for FIVE months. You remember that time we were on tour for three months, and then you had to go STRAIGHT to Memphis where your mother was, because she was in a coma. You stayed there for two months…taking care of her so…you and Alexia didn’t see each other for FIVE months, but you guys still talked over the phone, and I would have thought you would’ve ended it but you didn’t. That showed how much you really loved her, and that you weren’t with her for sex. Unlike some of these other celebrities.” Justin nodded.

“I get where you’re coming from. No wonder we’re meant to be together.” He held his head down as thoughts ran through his head.

“Justin…” he hastily looked up to lock eyes with Alexia. A massive smile formed on his face.

“Hey, sweetie.” He embraced her in a tight hug. “Mmm.” He closed his eyes as he inhaled her wonderful fragrance. “I missed you so much.” He pulled back to stare in her eyes. “Did you get what you needed?”

“Yep. I got this…very sexy outfit to where to the party. I can’t wait to show you it.” He grasped her hand and pecked her on the lips.

“I can’t wait to see it.” They headed further in the mall. “Did you eat anything? Do you need any extra money? Anything you want.” She gave him a weird look.

“Why are you being so kind, baby? Ahaha. Seriously…I don’t wanna spend any of your money. You spoil me as it is. I am hungry though. Where’s the nearest food court?” he chuckled.

“This way.” She followed him towards the nearest food court.
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“So…I’ll pick you up at eight.” Justin spoke to Alexia from the driver’s side.

“Okay.” She leaned over and met lips with his. “Mmm.” She moaned softly between his lips as they caressed tongues diligently.

“Mmm.” He placed his hand on her cheek as the kiss got more intense. “Girl…you better go before I keep you back.” He breathed between her lips. She giggled, and stepped out of the car.

“I love you, tenn man.” He chuckled.

“I love you too, baby girl. See you at eight.” He watched her step up on her porch and unlock the front door. She pulled it open and stepped in the house, closing the door behind her.

A few minutes later he had made it home. He entered his house, and closed the door behind him. “I gotta get ready.” He spoke to himself as he jogged up the stairs and entered the room. A light shined from his bathroom. The first person that came to mind was Alexia but it couldn’t have been because he had just dropped her off. “Um…someone there?” he asked, hesitantly heading towards the bathroom.

“Hey.” A lady spoke, stepping out of the bathroom. His eyes lit up as he focused in on a naked lady standing by his bathroom door. When he realized who it was, he completely froze.

“Tiffani? What…what the hell are you doing…here?” his eyes trailed down her naked figure.

“I came to pay you a visit. What do you think?” she spoke seductively.

“Um…” he licked his lips and slowly met eye contact with her.

“Like what you see?”

“This is your second time doing this crap.” He grabbed a robe from out of the closet. “Put this on while I find you something to wear.” He handed her a blue robe. She threw the robe on as she kept her eyes on him. “Why do you keep doing stuff like this? This is not cool at all.” He handed her a dress. “Put that on.”

“Alright.” She slowly untied the robe.

“NOT right here…in the bathroom.” She rolled her eyes and snatched the dress out of his hand.

“I don’t know why you resist me. You and I know that one day…we will hit it off.” He chuckled pathetically.

“That’s what you think. I don’t deal with psychopaths.” She entered the room, wearing the dress he picked out for her.

“Thanks for the lovely dress. I’m guessing it’s your fiancés.” He turned to face her.

“Yeah, and if she finds you with it on…she will kill me. I want you to take your things and leave. How did you get in here in the first place?”

“Oh…you happened to leave your door unlock, silly. How irresponsible.” She slipped on her heels, and grabbed her purse. “I guess I shall be leaving now. I wouldn’t want to get you in trouble.” He watched her head towards the door.

“Wait. You’re forgetting something.” She turned, watching him approach her with a set of keys in his hand. “Your keys.”

“Oh…my bad.” She slowly accepted the keys out of his hands as she gazed deeply in his eyes. He bit the bottom of his lip, instantly focusing in on her luscious lips that he wanted to kiss so badly. He leisurely leaned in and invaded her lips with a deep kiss. “Mmm.” She moaned softly. He trailed his hand up her thigh, and swiftly ripped her thongs off. She gasped, slowly fluttering her eyes open to focus in on him. Without a word said, he unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his jeans, swiftly thrusting them down, along with his boxers. Her eyes automatically zoomed in on his growing arousal. At that moment, all she could think about was feeling him completely. He discarded his shirt, and moved in closer to her, helping her remove her dress. He grasped her hand, and helped her on bed, climbing on top of her, once again meeting lips with hers. She moaned softly as he trailed his hand up her thigh, signaling her to spread her legs apart. Her legs instantly flew open, all of a sudden, feeling something enter her. “Ohhh.” She moaned as he fingered her furiously, nonstop.

“You like that?” he whispered huskily in her ear.

“Ohhh yes. Mmm I love it.” She whimpered. He pulled his fingers out, and sucked her juices.

“You think you deserve the real thing?” he tortured her.

“Yes. I do.” She roamed her hands down his back. “Don’t do this to me.” She begged.

“Why should I fuck you? You have been a naughty girl lately.” He trailed his hand up her stomach, instantly kneading a breast in his hand.

“I…I just…I’m sorry. Don’t…make me have to…beg. Well…”

“Shhh.” He placed his finger on her lips. “Don’t say another word.” With one swift movement, he plunged all that he had into her, sending her over the edge. A whimpered stridently, arching her back as he plunged further into her.

“OOHHHH GOD! Justinnnnn.” She moaned of pleasure and pain. He moved furiously, in and out of her.

“What’s my name?” he spoke softly by her ear.

“Justin.” She moaned softly.

“Louder.”

“JUSTINNNN!!” she whimpered.

“That’s what I wanna hear.”

Justin quickly woke up out of the trance, and focused in on Tiffani who stood by the bedroom door with the set of keys in her hand. “Are you okay?” she asked in concern

“Um…yeah…just leave…please.” She shrugged her shoulders.

“Fine. I’ll see you later.” She turned and exited the room.

819 p.m. (Party)

Baby I just had to let you go for now
Though I could take it for a while
Maybe make it back around
Baby I just have to live my life
For now can’t see me changing for a while
If I could make it back around

Ashanti’s “Leaving (always on time part 2)” played throughout out the house as people danced to the music. Alexia held Justin’s hand as they entered the house. “Damn…it’s so packed in here.” She spoke over the music.

“Tell me about it.” She followed him in the living room and towards the bar area, suddenly focusing in on Katrina who sat at a table with Kelsey, Katelyn, Jamie, and Lisa.

“Hey…I’m gonna go holla at the girls. I’ll meet you later.” She kissed him on the lips. “Stay out of trouble.” He chuckled.

“You too.” He watched her head towards a table full of women.

“Hey, chicas. What’s been going on?” she took a seat beside Katrina. “How long have you guys been here?”

“Well…I got here eight o’clock on the dot.” Katrina answered.

“I got here about five minutes ago.” Kelsey spoke up as she sipped a wine cooler.

“Cool.” She nodded. “So…where’s the birthday girl? I wanna give her something I bought.” She held out a small gift wrapped box.

“What is it?” Kelsey asked curiously.

“Um…it’s a bracelet. I bought it at Tiffany’s for seventy dollars. On sale price. Sounds good, aye?” Jamie nodded.

“Yeah. That’s a good price. Especially at Tiffany’s.” she agreed.

“Well…I’m gonna go find the girl. I don’t wanna lose her gift, and someone else ends up having it.” She stood up, and pushed her chair in.

“I love your skirt. Where did you get it?”

“We went shopping at the mall in this store. I forgot what it was called, but Katrina should know. She’s the one who recommended it to me. I’ll see you guys in a few.” They all watched her squeeze through the crowd of people.

A few minutes later, she found Whitney chatting with Justin. “Hey, Whit.” She gawked to the side to focus in on her.

“Hey, Alexia.” They embraced one another in a hug.

“Happy birthday, chica. I got you something.” She handed her the gift. Her eyes lit up of astonishment.

“Aw…you didn’t have to buy me anything. What is it?” she slowly accepted it out of her hand.

“Um…you’ll have to open it and see.” she watched her remove the wrapping and lift the top to focus in on a gold bracelet. She gasped, covering her mouth in shock.

“Omg. Thank you so much.” She pulled her in a tight hug. “I love it. Thank you so much, Lex.” She smiled sincerely.

“You welcome. And happy seventeenth birthday.” She looked up to lock eyes with hers.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Any time. Well…I’m gonna go chill with the girls. You could chill with us later on…if you want.” She nodded.

“Okay. Thanks again.” She turned and headed towards the table.

“Well…I have to use the bathroom.” Justin spoke up, heading towards the bathroom.

“Cool.” She followed behind him.

“Wait a minute. Are you gonna follow me to the bathroom? Can I get some privacy, please?” he spoke, irritated.

“Alright. I’ll be here waiting, and I’m gonna keep messin’ with you until you give me that dance.” He rolled his eyes and entered the bathroom.

“Whatever.” He closed the door, and locked it.
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An hour later

Whitney had been following Justin everywhere for the past hour, and he was beginning to get annoyed. “Hey…get your cousin. She won’t leave me alone.” He whispered to JC.

“Well she usually does that when she wants something.” He sighed and held his head down.

“She wants to dance with me but…”

“You know what? That will be the best birthday present for her. She always dreamt of dancing with you. Do it.” He stared in complete shock.

“What? But…”

“Yeah. That will be a good idea.” Jamie agreed.

“Trust me. She won’t leave you alone until you do it.” He rolled his eyes and focused back in on Whitney who stood beside him, watching him closely.

“Fine. I’ll do it.”

“Great.” They all watched him grasp her hand and lead her on the dance floor. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, and gazed in her eyes.

“Are you happy now?” she smiled massively.

“More than happy. This is the best birthday present I’ve ever had.” She rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes, enjoying his warm touch. He sighed, and hesitantly skimmed her back soothingly.

“I’m sure it is.” He spoke softly.

Later on

Alexia helped Beverly, Chris’s mother in the kitchen. “Do you want the shrimp fried or baked?” she asked, sprinkling seasoning salt on the bowl of shrimp.

“Um…you could fry them. How do you normally cook them? I like how yours come out.”

“I normally bake them.”

“Well you could do it like that.” She sat the salt down, and pulled the cabinet door open.

“Fine. I’ll do it my way.” She grabbed a pan and sat it on top of the counter.
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“How long have you been with Alexia?” Megan chilled with Taneshia, Justin and Lance in the living room upstairs.

“Um…I’ve been with her for three years now…going on the forth year.” He spoke to Megan. She crossed her leg over the other, and brushed her hair back.

“I think you two make an adorable couple.” He smiled slyly.

“Really? A lot of people think that. Hmm I wonder why.” He bit his bottom lip and held his head down. “What about you? Are you with anyone?” he asked curiously, looking up to peer in her eyes.

“Um…no. I usually don’t have luck with men.” She inhaled sharply. “I always dreamt of being with you, but…we both know that will never happen.” He chuckled softly.

“I’m sure a lot of teens dream of being with me, but…I can’t be with everyone. Some people have to understand that. I’m just a normal guy. Before I got this job…I never got all of this attention. I was just like the fans. Now…as soon as I got this singing job…all eyes are on me. Sometimes it makes me think. That’s why it’s hard for me to trust anyone. I don’t know if you want me for sex or money. Get what I’m trying to say?” she nodded understandingly.

“Yes. I do.”

“I can trust Alexia because…we started off as friends…ending up as BESTfriends. We both were in the same elementary class together. We went to the same high school, but I had to leave because…I got this job. We promised to keep in touch so…I met back up with her at a concert. She happened to buy a backstage ticket, and…we met each other backstage. Right then…it felt like I fell in love that instant. Ever since…we continued seeing each other.” He explained.

“Yeah. Justin seems to have a girl problem also.” Lance added in. “This was before he got the singing job.”

“Yeah. So I’m just trying to say…I’m normal like you. If you like me…like me because I’m human, and not because I’m a celebrity.” She gazed deeply in his eyes, slowly looking away.

“I see.” that was all she could say. All of a sudden, she began to think differently of him. He didn’t look like a big celebrity anymore, just your average guy.

An hour later

Justin slowly headed towards Alexia who sat at the bar, keeping to herself. “Hey…you ready to go? I wanna get up out of here.” He asked, taking a seat beside her.

“Um…sure. I was just waiting for you.” He stood up, and grasped her hand, helping her out of her seat.

“Hey, JC.” JC turned to face him with a glass of wine in his hand. “We’re leaving now. I’ll see you guys later.”

“Alright. Drive safely.” He smiled.

“Yeah. Later.” They both exited the house, and headed towards their car.