Part 3


Mom’

What was I thinking I’m such a sucker for a pretty face! I can’t believe I agreed to go along with this’

Ok, I’m rambling. Lemme explain what happened. Right after I sent you that first email, someone knocked on my door. I answered it, and Mom, I swear it was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. I thought I was going to melt into the floor.

Anyway, he introduced himself as Josh. He lives across the hall from me and wanted to say hi. So I invite him in, and he sees my Jordan poster and starts asking me about basketball, and if I still play, and I told him I used to but not anymore. He asked why, but I didn’t tell him.

He challenges me to a game of one on one, and you know me. I can’t resist a challenge. So we went to play ball. He’s even got a nickname for me now NBA. My heart skips a damn beat every time he says it.

He’s a music major he writes, sings, produces. Does it all.

And then he tells me about this frat that he’s in. How much he loves it, how great it is.

And then he tells me I should pledge. One look into those amazing blue eyes, and before I knew what I was saying I said yes!

What am I gonna do, Mom’’ I can’t be in a frat!

How do I get myself into these things’ : (

Justin

He sighed and rose from his chair to stretch. ‘Damn it, Justin,’ he muttered before falling onto this mattress. He reached underneath the bed and pulled out a photo album, sighing as he flipped through the pages.

He traced his finger along a picture of he and Lance, a photo taken three months before they broke up. Lance was behind him, arms wrapped around Justin’s waist, chin on Justin’s shoulder, wearing a grin so wide Justin could hardly tell where it ended and where it began.

He blinked away the tears that stung his eyes, cursing himself for still being depressed about Lance after all this time.

I’m just lonely, he thought with a sigh, closing the photo album.

‘Justin’

Josh. Fuck. Justin sniffed and wiped at his eyes. ‘Yeah, Josh’

‘What’s up ma’ Josh frowned when he saw Justin’s red-rimmed eyes. ‘You okay, NBA’

‘Yeah, I’m fine. Um’allergies.’

Josh frowned again and cocked his head at Justin, but decided to accept Justin’s explanation and not push him to talk.

‘Ok, man.’

‘So what’s up’

‘Oh, just stoppin in to see what you’re doing tonight. There’s a party over at the house, and if you’re gonna by my pledge, I’m gonna need you by my side at all times for the next week!’ Josh grinned and clapped Justin on the back. ‘So whaddya say, NBA’ Ya up for it’’

A whole week of being at Josh’s side at all times How could he pass that up’ ‘Sure, just lemme shower and stuff. An hour okay’’

Josh nodded. ‘Yeah, that’s cool. I need to shower too.’ Justin swallowed hard, trying to not imagine Josh dripping wet and naked in the shower. ‘I’ll be by in an hour then.’

Justin nodded, and Josh smiled before heading back to his room.

Justin fell back on his bed and sighed. ‘What have you gotten yourself into, Timberlake’’

‘Yo, NBA, you ready to go’’ Josh knocked lightly on Justin’s door before stepping inside to find Justin tying a bandana over his unruly curls.

Justin looked up to see Josh clad in tight jeans that rode low on his hips and a tight black shirt that Justin swore he could almost see through.

‘Uh, yeah, I’ll be ready in just a sex.’

Fuck. Tell me I didn’t just say sex.

Josh laughed and shoved Justin playfully. ‘Got something on your mind there, NBA’’

Justin blushed and bent down to tie his shoes. ‘Uh’’

‘Don’t worry man, there will be plenty of chicks at this party. With your looks, you’ll have no problem scoring one.’

Justin smiled weakly and grabbed his coat. ‘Cool. You ready to go’’

‘Let’s go party, man.’

Justin watched Josh walk away, watched the way his jeans hugged his ass when he walked, watched the way the muscles in his back moved as he swung his arms.

Damn, he thought. This is going to be a long night.

‘Yo, JC! What’s up, man!’ A big guy with a dark beard pulled Josh into a bear hug.

‘Joe, long time no see!’ Josh hugged him back, then nodded towards Justin. ‘This is Justin. He pledging this year.’ Josh grinned at Justin and Joe extended a hand.

‘Nice to meet you, Justin. Name’s Joe. Joe Fatone.’

Justin shook Joe’s hand and smiled. ‘Justin Timberlake. Nice to meet you, too.’

‘So what made you decide to pledge Delta Chi, buddy’’

Justin looked at Josh and smiled sheepishly. ‘Actually, Josh did. He came barging into my room yesterday and insisted that I join his frat.’

‘Hey!’ Josh protested, shoving Justin playfully. Justin laughed and shook his head.

‘I’m kidding. But Josh is the one that asked me to pledge.’

‘That’s cool man, that’s cool. Well, there’s tons of ladies here, and I’m single and ready to mingle, so I’ll catch you guys later. Nice meeting you , Timberlake.’

‘You too, man.’ Justin watched as Joe walked away, then turned to Josh and frowned. ‘JC’’

‘Yeah, it’s their little nickname for me. My name’s Josh Chasez’so they just took my initials and changed my name.’

‘You want me to call you JC’’

‘Nah, I like when you call me Josh.’

Justin blushed for the hundredth time that day. ‘Ok.’

‘Does it bug you that I call you NBA’’

Justin laughed. ‘No. It’s nice to know you care enough to give me a nickname.’ He laughed again and kicked his foot at nothing in particular.

‘Cool. So, you want a beer’’

Don’t do it, Justin. You’ll get drunk, and things will get out of hand’

‘Maybe just one.’

‘Ok, I’ll go grab a couple.’ Justin nodded and smiled. ‘Oh, and Justin’’

‘Yep’’

Josh ran the palm of his hand down Justin’s arm lightly, causing Justin to shiver. He leaned forward, so close his mouth was almost touching Justin’s ear, and whispered, ‘I’m really glad you decided to pledge,’ before heading off to the keg, leaving Justin to wonder just what the hell had just happened here.



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