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It's no lie “Britney, I’m going to J.C’s house. I have to get something. So I’ll be back in a while”, Justin yelled from downstairs. “Why do you have to keep leaving me in this big ass house all the time?” Brit asked with a puppy face. “I’ll be quick okay. I love you” he kissed her. “Bye”. Then he quickly rushed out the house. **~~**~~ BACK AT J.C.’S HOUSE “Come on man. Just give me my keys so I can hurry and get back to my woman”. “First play a quick game with us then I’ll let you be a free man”. J.C. snickered. “For the 100th time I said I can’t okay. Now give me my damn keys before something bad happens up in here”. “Oh. What are you going to do J? huh? Shoot me?” J.C. chuckled. He didn’t answer “That’s what I thought. Now you either play a little game with us and you get your keys back. Or ya’ keep fussin’ with me like a little girl and get back home late. TO YOUR WOMAN! Make your choice”. Justin thought for a few seconds. He couldn’t find know excuse to get himself out of this one. So he had no choice but to do it. “Alright. BUT, this better be quick”. “Oh it’s up to you if you wanna leave on time” “Okay we are playing a game called ‘How many drinks does it takes ‘til you get all messed up’. Now what you have to do is…” Joey got interrupted. “Oh no you don’t…” Justin started shaking his head from side to side. “…You guys are not going to get me drunked again. Nope. It just won’t work this time”. Justin happened to spot the keys on the table by him. J.C. was on the other side so this was a good time to get his keys. He snatched them and ran to the door. He turned back to see all of the guys trying to tackled him so he wouldn’t leave, but he opened the door just in time and fired off. J rushed to his car and opened the door. He hopped in and forced the key in the ignition. Then he turned around to see the guys running up to the car. He locked the doors and cranked the car up. Then sped off. “OH FUCK. SHIT THAT WAS CLOSE. WHOO!” He rubbed through his curly afro and sighed. **~~**~~ He pulled up to the driveway to see a familiar car parked out in his yard. “Oh no. this can’t be”. He opened his door and stepped out the car. He walked slowly to the car when the door opened. Christina Aguilera stepped out. “Hey cutie. I was waiting for you”. She smiled and continuously flicked her eyelids. He sized her. She was looking so sexy. She was wearing this white tube top, showing portions of here belly. She had on a white flared out jeans, with rhinestones on the pocket area. And she was wearing a bandana with rhinestones on parts of it. She was looking like a beauty queen, and she know Justin loved rhinestones. “What are you doing here? You better hurry and leave before Britney sees you out here”. “Oooh. I’m so sccarreed of Britney. But any way I should be leaving, but I wanted to tell you something. That’s why I came down here. Well…Justin…I’m going to New Jersey”. She paused to get a reaction or sign out of him but he didn’t say anything. “Well I see you don’t really care so I should be leaving” she turned around to get in her car. “Wait. I do care. This is not going to be the last time I see you. Is it?” He had a concerned look on his face. He could feel tears building up in his eyes. He didn’t want her to see them so he turned his face to the side. “Of coarse not J. you could come visit me and my ba…” Christina almost slipped out her secret towards Justin. “…I mean my family. And maybe we could see each other on tour or something. Okay?” He shook his head in agreement. “Well I better be getting inside before Britney has a heart attack”. “Yeah. Okay”. She watched him turn around and walk away. “Justin. Um I was wondering if I could just get a kiss from you. You know, just for old times sake. Well I’m probably not making any sense right now. I don’t even know why I asked. I mean…why would you do something like that behind Britney’s back. So…I should be leaving” She turned around and opened the door of her car. “Christy” Justin walked slowly towards her with his hands in his pockets. “I would love to give you a kiss”. They moved in closer, and closer until their lips met. Christina expected it to be a quicky, but they continued to kiss…kiss…and kiss until his front door slammed open. “Justin I’ve been wai…” Britney couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing. Justin and Christina kissing. She was disgusted by the look of it. They broke away quickly to see Britney standing in the doorway with just a silk gown on. “Britney…this isn’t what it looks like” “Oh you tell me. It looks like you guys were making out”. “No. we weren’t…I mean we were kind of…but…” “But what? I’m not to good for you that you could just go and make out with any WHORE ON THE PLANET!” “Excuse me, but you can’t call me a whore with those BIG ASS silicones your wearing. Tell me? I wonder how Justin feels when the only thing he’s grabbing in bed, while making love to you is SOMETHING FAKE!” Britney was absolutely absentminded with what her ex-best friend just said to her. “Don’t even TRY TO GET ON MY LEVEL, TOOTHPICK!” she said as she pointed her finger to her. “Well I BET THIS TOOTHPICK CAN WHOOP YOUR FAKE ASS!” Christina started to take her jewelry and heels off. “No. you know what? You could have your toothpick Justin. So why don’t you guys go back to what you were doing and let’s just pretend like I never caught you. But Justin, you would see what your missing in the future. I’ll have your things sitting outside in the morning”. Britney just walked back to the house without turning back. “Save it Justin. It’s over between us. Goodbye” then she slammed the door shut |