This is NOT real. It only happened in THIS STORY!!!! This Fan Fiction is JUST that- FICTION by a FAN. I don't know/Think/imply that the famous people in this story are gay.
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"Good morning, Lance."
Lance looked up at the person who was speaking. "What?"
JC rolled his eye's as he smiled, "Good morning, Lance."
"Yeah, Good Morning, JC." JC shrugged off the confusion in Lance's voice.
Lance set down at the only empty seat at the table, next to Justin.
"Where's the milk?"
"There is none."
"You ordered cereal and no milk?"
Joey shrugged. "I forgot."
Justin's jaw dropped. "You FORGOT!!! let me get this straight. you ordered cereal yet no milk? WHAT ARE YOU SOME SORT OF SICK HUMAN BEING????"
Lance jumped at the sudden rise in Justin's voice. Justin looked over at him. "Sorry, man."
Lance, still surprised in the sudden yelling, became even more surprised at the fact Justin said sorry to him.
"Its okay." Lance wasn't really sure what else to say.
Chris looked at JC and Justin with total surprise. He would have to ask about this later!
"SHIT!!!!" The yell caused Lance to flinch again.
"WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP YELLING!!!!" Everyone looked at Lance, seeing the he had flinched at his own voice.
"Sorry. You okay? You don't look so hot." 'Well Hot But not a good hot you look bad hot, you always look good and sexy and hot.' JC thought
"I just had a bad night. Apparently SOME-....," Lance changed his tone of voice before his head literally exploded. "-thing Kept me up all night." He said Leaving no doubt in JC and Justin's mind that they were the "something". "Now. What were you yelling for?" Lance said calmly to JC even though he was staring at the plate of not eaten food.
"Sorry I just gotta Make a phone call. Does anyone have a phone I can use?" He said deliberately keeping his voice low so he wouldn't upset Lance any more.
"Here." Lance said handing him his phone. "I'm going back to bed." He said as he stood up.
"But you haven't eaten." Justin said pointing to the untouched plate of food.
"I'm not hungry." Lance mumbled as he went to his room.
...........................
"Lance?" JC said to the sleeping figure. He was answered buy a grunt that sounded a lot like a growl.
"Lance!?" JC a little louder.
"What?" Lance rolled over. Not pleased to be woken up, but surprised to see JC sitting on his bed.
"I need your help." JC's mind quickly began thinking about what he needed help with.
"What is it?" Lance leaned up. He tried to study JC's face in the dark, he couldn't. But if he could he would see an expression he wouldn't expect. Lust.
JC knew Lance was half naked, witch caused his mind to forget what he wanted.
But he wasn't sure if he knew when he first came in here.
"Well ..... I know its her day off, and ours, but I ... um ... need to talk to Wendy. Do you know her number?"
Lance rolled his eyes 'He woke me up for this?' "It's on my memory dial number 5. You do still have my phone right?"
JC nodded, forgetting Lance couldn't see him anyways. "Thanks."
Lance saw the light from the hallway flood his room as JC opened it to leave.
'Today has been REALLY weird.' Lance closed his eyes, willing himself to fall back into the sleep JC had recently disturbed. He was almost there when he head his name again.
"Lance."
"What, Chris?"
"I need to talk to you."
Lance sighed. "What about?"
"I think I love... someone." Chris wanted so much to say "you" instead of "someone".
Lance couldn't keep from laughing. "You loved Dani and you broke up with her."
"I know. But I didn't think it was fair. To her or me. She deserved someone who she could fall asleep in his arms without the worry that he would be on a plane before she woke up. And I didn't Love her. I couldn't keep pretending like I did."
"Well.... What do you want my advice with?"
Chris sighed. He couldn't just say that it was him he loved. He was the reason he broke up with her. "I Love this person, but there is a problem.... This person is a .... 'he'."
Lance was about to say "So what." until he remembered that Chris didn't know about his past. "It shouldn't matter." he finally said. "Love is love." Lance became silent as he listened to the silence of the room. "But your afraid he will reject you." He concluded.
"Yeah. Something like that."
"Listen, Chris. If he does, he is insane. Insane because he has a great guy like you 'lusting' after him."
Chris took a hard swallow. He had to make it a little clearer of the posable things that could happen if he was rejected. "Lance, he is in the group."
If Lance was any where near sleep before Chris spoke, he wasn't now. "Oh God Chris. I don't know what to say. Now I know why you fear rejection. Your afraid for the group. I don't know what to say."
"Don't. Just get back to sleep." Chris smiled as he left the room. The weight he felt on his chest was a little lighter now.
Lance laid there in the dark, trying to think of who it could be. 'It can't be me or he wouldn't have said anything. he would have asked Joey. JC and Justin drive him nuts... OH MY GOSH IT'S JOEY!!!!! Chris loves Joey.'
Lance smiled in the dark. He had a weird feeling the next few days would be good.
"Lance." He was jerked from his thoughts as as he looked at the now opened door. "Justin?"
"Hey." Justin closed the door and walked in. "I need to ask you something. Do you mind?"
Lance was shocked. He suddenly felt like he was Ann Landers. First JC asked him a pointless question. Than Chris almost admitted to a crush on Joey, now Justin wants his help.
"Shoot." Lance leaned up again.
"Well Its about.... This Guy... JC. Its about JC."
Justin felt off, as if he was standing in his underwear in front of ten million people. "Well, we have been having... Problems."
"Why are you asking me this. Besides, you hate me."
Justin looked shocked, yet Lance couldn't see his face. "I have NEVER hated you. Besides, you know about us and... I can't ask Chris, now can I?"
Lance sighted for what felt like the hundredth time that day. "I mean. Why don't you talk to JC about this."
"Because JC loves.... Someone else." Suddenly, Lance remembered about JC asking for Wendy's number. 'Oh God. JC is cheating on Justin with WENDY!!!!'
"I'm so sorry J."
"Problem is... I like the same.. Person." Justin said before he could say "guy".
'Okay JC and Justin like Wendy.' "Oh..."
"Well, what I wanna know is, is, well... Do you think I'm attractive?"
"What?"
"Would you Have sex with me? I mean not really But if you could." 'Oh you could.'
"WHAT!!!!" Lance quickly reached over and Turned on the bedside lamp. Justin filched as light flooded the room, he couldn't help but notice how Lance's bare skin looked so smooth.
"Justin...." He tried to say something that would make since but all that came out was another "What?"
Justin frowned. "I don't think he finds me as attractive as hi... This other person."
"But you said you liked her too?"
"This other Person... Yeah."
"So you would agree."
"What?"
"You think this 'person' is sexier than JC." Justin hesitantly nodded.
"Just.. I don't understand this. You and JC BOTH like the same wo... person. And you are worried that he thinks sh... they are more attractive than you, but you think that about JC."
Justin wrinkled his face, confused himself. He nodded, asking himself how he got himself into this.
"You know about JC feelings, does he know you know?"
The answer was a yes nod.
"Does he know you like this person, also."
"Yes."
"Justin, How the hell did you get yourself in such a screwed up situation?"
"I wish I knew." Justin looked at Lance's face to see a look of mixed feelings. "You get back to sleep. We can talk later." With that he left a very confused bass singer behind.
Lance looked at a chair across the room as if he had just seen it dance.
'Okay, let me try and think. Chris likes Joey. JC and Justin are together, yet they both like Wendy, and they both know.'
"Lance."
'I'm going to make people pay to say my name.' He looked over to see a dishevelled Joey. he looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"Can talk to you about something, it's kinda screwy so...."
Lance laughed a deep throated laugh. "I don't think anything could make my day any more screwed...."
"Well.... I think I got someone pregnant."