*Flashback*
"Guys, this is Ashley, she's 23. I know she's younger than most of you, but I'm going to train her. And you guys are going to help, not too much, but she'll be around, so don't call security thinking she's a teenie." Darrin said to the group of comatose men in front of him. It was 5am. All of the guys adjusted to Ashley's presence. Everyone talked and flirted back and forth, everyone except JC, who was silent. He never talked to Ashley.
"It's obvious! Have you seen the way he looks at her?" Joey told Justin, who was arguing that there was nothing between JC and Ashley, because JC liked older women.
"I think you're both right." Chris said, pulling on a pair of socks. They were in the locker room getting changed. "He definitely likes her, but he doesn't want to admit it because of the slight age difference. He's always been like 'I like older women' and he's thinking, 'It's just a phase, coz I like older women' You see what I'm saying?" Chris asked his friends.
"YES! Of course, I know! That movie was soooooooooooooooo awesome!" Lance blurted.
"Lance, are you on crack? We weren't talkin' about a movie. We were talking about..." Lance nodded his head towards the door JC just appeared through. "JC! Hey Bro! Whatz goin' on?" Justin said with nervousness.
"Justin, don't even. You couldn't cover your mouth if you tried to. I hope you had a wonderful conversation. I'm gonna go home and relax, I'll see you all later." JC grabbed his sports bag and walked out. Ashley was in the studio talking to Darrin. He stopped and watched. She's great. No, no...she's young. I like older women. JC pushed through the glass doors and went home for a six week vacation.
*End Flashback*
"JC!! Would you pay attention?? You're never gonna get this choreography if you don't stop staring out into..." Darrin yelled, then followed JC's gaze to the room across the hall where a young blonde was stretching. "So that's your problem, huh? Well, we'll just simply shut the door." Darrin walked towards the door while getting complaints from the other guys.
"Hey Darrin, hold up a sec," the pretty blonde called. "I was wondering if you could let me watch? Just for today...I won't be intrusive, but I want to get a feel for the bigshots before I try to choreograph for Dream."
"Ashley, Doll, I told you you'll do fine. I taught you everything I know, and you know it well, but if you insist...The only thing I ask is that you stay out of JC's sight." he snapped, mildly aggrevated at JC for not paying attention.
"Darrin, that's impossible...there are mirrors everywhere." Ashley retorted.
Darrin thought, as a smile crept to his face. JC was going to get this choreography, he didn't care who taught it.
"True, Ashley, very true...So, umm how about you help me out? JC is a little behind. He may need your assistance. We're mainly doing the pop-n-lock. Its the dance I showed you last week. Consider it your first job as my official assistant."
Ashley gasped. "Darrin, I don't...I mean, are you sure? I'm not supposed to teach big acts. And, well, I..." Darrin just stared at her. "Sure, I'd be happy to help out. Where do you want me?" Darrin pointed next to him, directly in front of JC.
Ashley's stomach did flip flops. She had always had a thing for JC, ever since the Mickey Mouse Club. And now, here he was, all grown up and..."Damn..."
"What Ashley?" Justin asked. Darrin had re-introduced her while she was daydreaming.
"Oh, uhhh, nothing...I'm sorry. Let's get started." She ran to push play on the stereo.
JC stood there with his mouth gaped open. He thought she was beautiful. Dance rehearsal went on and the guys went home.
JC sat alone on his patio staring into the clouds. He couldn't get her out of his head. It wasn't like before. It was like during the six weeks he hadn't seen her, she grew up into a beautiful young woman. He thought he was strange as he remembered the way she called the counts. He laughed at himself, but suddenly turned thoughtful. She has a beautiful face. Her eyes are so amazing and her smile... He started humming a tune.
Then, as if a light came on, he ran inside and grabbed his spiral notebook.
I hear her voice in my mind
I know her face by heart
Heaven and earth are moving in my soul
I don't know where to start
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine
JC knew he had to talk to her tomorrow. But he didn't know what he was going to say. It was like this weird complex. He was the "celebrity" so, in the everyday thoughts, you would think he would be the untouchable one, but he felt that she was out of his reach. He couldn't wait to get near her again tomorrow. She said she'd be back for their rehearsal, as he (JC) was still having some trouble focusing.
The next morning, JC emerged from the master bathroom with a pale yellow towel wrapped loosely around his waist. It complimented his golden tan wonderfully. Pulling his jeans out of his closet, he grabbed a pair of boxerbriefs out of his dresser and got halfway dressed. He stood in front of the mirror and took care of his morning routine.
He stood there asking himself questions, it took a moment, but he had the kinks worked out already. Going towards his desk, he jotted down some lines below the ones he started yesterday.
How do you talk to an angel How do you hold her close to where you are How do you talk to an angel It's like trying to catch a falling star
He repeated the last line to himself. The meteor shower! Trotting back to his bedroom, he pulled out a v-neck t-shirt and put it on. He drove quickly to the studio. She was going into the building.
"Chasez goes up to bat...a hush falls over the crowd..." JC smiled at his corny moment. He walked into the room. "Hi Ashley!"
"Oh, hey JC...Look, I'm sorry, but something has come up and I can't stay. I just came to get my bag." She said quickly.
"But I..." he started.
"Sorry, I'm gonna be late...gotta go..." Before she turned she noticed the hurt look on his face. "Look, if its that important, call me later..." she tossed a card at him with her digits on it. JC stood there for a moment, stunned.
"Striiiiiiiiiiiiike one...its a damn good thing I'm confident." he spoke aloud to himself.
"Awwwwwww...JC is in wuvvvvvvvvvvv!!" Chris chimed. "Don't worry, Man. She'll be back. And if she's not at home, try my house!" JC glared at his friend. "Okay, okay, okay....it was a joke! A bad one, but nevertheless, it was a joke!" JC shook his head and started stretching.
*That Evening*
"Hi, this Ashley. I'm not in right now, so leave it at the beep. Later!" Her voice rang like a sweet melody through the wires.
"Ashley, uhh, this is JC..." He ran his hand through his hair. I hate talking to these machines. "Anyway, umm I was just calling to hear your voice see if you were home... I kinda really wanted to talk to you...If you're not doing anything, Please God let her be free. tonight, if you would like to come with me to watch a meteor shower. I feel so juvenile. She's probably out with her 6'4", dangerous type, boyfriend. Umm, yeah, and thats it. If you get home soon, give me a call at the house, if you get home after 8pm, call my cell phone. I think I'm falling in love with you. The numbers are, Home: 555-6258 and my Cell: 555-9476. Talk later... I hope so. Bye."
*8:45pm*
JC stood alone on the shore of Lake Comfort. He looked at the moon's reflection on the water. He could use some comforting right now. Here he was, all alone, looking at the rowboat he had rented to get the best view of the shower...The picnic basket still intact, not one thing out of order. He could see the beginning of the shower, but why row out? His thoughts were interrupted by the tune of his cell phone. The ring disturbed the quiet serenity of the environment.
"Hello?" he asked, his voice kind of shaky.
"JC? Hey, this is Ashley! I'm sorry I didn't get to call you earlier. My meeting ran over and then I had to come home and get a shower... So, what are you doing?"
"Well," he began, in a sexy, melodious voice. "I'm sitting here, on the lakeshore, staring up at a magnificent meteor shower, wishing you were with me." Quickly pulling his wallet out, he grabbed a receipt from the grocery store and scribbled something on the back of it.
At night I dream that she is thereThe sound of his voice alone made Ashley blush profusely. Without another thought, she asked hurridly, "What lake?" Why did I have to go to that stupid production meeting? I could have been there...with him...all evening.
"Comfort Lake." JC replied smoothly. God, how I want you here. I want to hold you.
"Oh, I bet it's pretty. It's definitely a beautiful night." Damn, that's on the other side of Orlando.
"Not as beautiful as you..." JC spoke aloud.
"What?"
Realizing what he had done, he covered, "I said, 'Not a more beautiful view.'"
"Oh." She said, disappointedly. She pushed the pedal harder as she sped through Orlando. She gave herself 15 more minutes at the most. She had to keep him there.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about earlier?"
JC pondered his response. If she does have a boyfriend, I could get shot down. But if she doesn't, I could miss the chance of a lifetime. I don't care. If I don't tell her, I'll burst. "I wanted to ask you..." He paused.
"Go on, JC. Tell me." She spoke hopefully. God I hope he actually wants me there with him, and wasn't just trying to be Mr. Smooth earlier.
JC sat silently with the phone to his ear. God, why can't I do this? I'm a confident guy...if she was here, I could take her in my arms and tell her that, I don't know how, or when, but I've fallen madly in love with her.
As if on cue, a midnight blue Mustang pulled into the parking lot next to his jeep. He was lost in his thoughts so he didn't hear it. Ashley stared at his shadow. He appeared to be writing.
And I can feel her in the air Tell me tell me the words to define The way I feel about someone so fine Repeat Chorus 2 times
"JC...are you still there?"
"Uhh, yeah, I'm here...sorry...I uh, just kinda lost my train of thought." he stuttered.
"Its okay," she crept out of her car noiselessly. "So what were you going to ask me?"
"Ashley, I was going to ask you if.....Damn, no...I need to talk to you in person...I can't talk to you over the phone."
"Turn around."
JC stood up and quickly spun around. The light breeze blew her shoulder length hair around her face and lightly whipped her red sundress against her thighs. JC gasped.
"Ashley. You...You...look beautiful."
"Thank you. You look very nice yourself." She smiled. Averting her gaze for a second, she looked around. "It's wonderful out here." She looked up at the meteors.
"Ashley," JC put his hands on her shoulders. "I don't know how, or when this happened, but I am sooooo crazy about you it hurts." He looked deep into her brown eyes and silently mouthed the words 'I want you'.
"Oh, JC. I've wanted to hear you say that for so long!"
Embracing her tightly, JC kissed her. His tongue explored her warm mouth, while his hands unzipped her dress. The red silk fell in layers around her tiny ankles. JC began kissing her neck as she unbuttoned his white dress shirt. Caressing his broad chest with her small hands, she pushed the shirt off of his shoulders.
Ashley stepped out of the dress while JC unbuttoned his jeans and threw them in the pile with his shirt, and her dress. Laying her down on the quilt, he whispered soft words of love in her ear. Starting on her neck, he moved gently down to her breasts and kissed them. Going further down, he let his tongue incircle her navel. Finally, reaching the moistness between her legs, he probed her depths with his hot tongue. Moaning her approval, Ashley arched, begging him to go deeper. He kissed his way back up to her.
"JC, please..." she whispered.
"What, Baby Girl? What do you want?" JC teased, knowing exactly what she wanted.
"Love me JC, please, now..."
Not making her wait any longer, JC separated her thighs and entered her slowly. He moved gently at first, but then became more bold and insistent.
"JC! Oh!" Ashley screamed. JC saw the passion in her eyes, and knew she was near.
He smiled. This is amazing. God, I love her!
"C'mon Baby," JC thrusted harder, as he was near himself. Ashley screamed his name as she climaxed. Hearing her scream, JC poured his seed into her warm body. The young couple collapsed, legs and arms entangled.
"JC, that was...wonderful." Ashley whispered.
"Yes, yes, it was very wonderful." JC panted. He pulled her body closer to his, she shivered. "Are you cold?" She nodded. Pulling her even closer to him, he reached over and grabbed the extra quilt and wrapped it around them. They fell into a peaceful sleep on the shore of the lake.
The End
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How Do You Talk To An Angel ~ Written by: Stephanie Tyrell, Barry Coffing, Steve Tyrell