“Christy…what happened out there?” Justin asked Christina as he closed the door. Christina looked up to see Justin sitting by her.

“I don’t know. She just…ran away.” Justin sighed. “Could you tell the party to leave and that I’m sorry for what happened?”

“Okay. I’ll be back.” He left the room.

*~10 minutes later~*

Justin walked in the room and took his shirt off. He laid beside Christina who was sleeping. “Christy, baby.” he rubbed on her thigh. She opened her eyes, and smiled. “Hi, sweetie. I got something for you.” He took from behind his back, a wrapped gift box. “I saved it for last.” She sat up and slowly grabbed the box.

“What is it?”

“Open it” he stared deeply in her eyes. She looked away, and started tearing away the wrap. She slowly opened the lid to find a sparkling pair of earrings.

“Aw, Justin…”

“That’s not it. Lift up the earrings.” She looked confused. “Go on.” She smiled, and slowly lifted the lid.

“Oh God.” She whispered as she stared at the diamond ring.

“Christy…will you be my wife?” he asked as he knealed down on one knee. She was speechless.

“Uh…uh…oh…my…oh…my…” she stammered nervously.

“Are you okay?” she knodded her head.

“Oh…God…” her eyes filled up with water. “Justin…of coarse I will. I love you. “ they hugged and kissed.

Christina broke away and took her t-shirt off. Justin watched as she pulled her skirt down and unzipped his pants. She quickly pulled them down and pulled him on top of her. “You’re very feisty.” He whispered.

“I want you, Justin.” He opened her legs wide open and entered her with a hard thrust. “Mmm. Oh yes.”

“Mmm.” He moaned. “You feel so good, baby.” he moved slow into her.

“Justin…deeper.” He dug deeper and harder into her with every thrust he made. “OH GOD YES! AH! Shit.” He sucked lightly on her neck.

“God yessss.”he moaned. He moved faster. “I need all of it.” He dug deeper into her, feeling her tighten around him. “OH yes. Mmm.” He rubbed through her hair.

“Justin….I felt my orgasm”

“Great. I’m about to cum.” He moved faster and suddenly exploded into her. He groaned and laid lifelessly on top of her. “Mmm. I love you, baby girl.”

“I love you more” they kissed.

Justin pulled out of her and cut on the television.

“Do you think Ashley Aguilera is better than Christina Aguilera? Well her 1^st album is out in stores everywhere. Her debut r&b and pop album went platinum the first week. On the other hand…her sister Christina went platinum the first 2 weeks. I guess everyone does think Ashley is better than…” Justin changed the channel, and looked at Christina. She had water in her eyes.

“Christy. Don’t sweat it. They like to compare people. Just like they did you and Britney, and *N sync and BSB. That’s a part of fame. You just have to learn to live with it. It’s no biggy. Don’t let it get to you, okay?” he kissed her. “I think you’re better than Ashley.” She smiled.

“Thanks.” She held his hand in hers.