One
Toronto Night
By: Foxy Lady
Josh had no idea why he had agreed to
come to Toronto to do a cameo in Lance's movie. Actually he did. It was several
thing really. Chris was being a Pissy Chrissy trying to get Fallen onto the US
release, and he swore to God if he head Justin say "crunk baby" one
more time he would scream. Oh, and there was one more reason, he had made this
trip. He had missed Lance. His bandmate had been up in Toronto for three weeks
now filming his movie.
In fact, he probably missed Lance more
than his straight bandmate would like. I mean the guys were okay with him being
gay and all. Had been since he had told them, but if he came out with the fact
that he had fallen in love with Lance. Well, he could just see the problems
that would develop, and that is not what he wanted to do. Things were going
well for them. If he told Lance how he felt the whole group dynamic might
change.
JC walked down the ramp to the airport
terminal looking for a familiar face. Lance probably sent one of the guards to
pick him up. When he heard someone call out his name, he turned to find an
unfamiliar person running up to him.
When the person took off the dark glasses he was wearing, Josh almost
gasped. It was Lance. If it wasn't for the eyes staring back at him, he would
never have recognized him. Lance had dyed his hair a dark brown color that was
very nice on him.
"Hey, C. You made it." Lance
reached over to take one of the bags JC was carrying on his shoulder.
"Yeah. I'm here, Mr. Hollywood.
How I let you talk me into doing a cameo I will never know."
Lance laughed. "It's because you
love me, C"
Josh almost stopped dead in his tracks,
but didn't. Lance was of course just kidding. "Yep, that's it, man. You
got me."
Lance walked across the terminal quickly.
"Joey is out by the curb in the car. We are going to party tonight. Found
some great clubs."
Josh jogged to keep up with his friends
quick pace. For Lance time was money, so he was always on the go. When he
stepped outside the terminal, Joey honked the horn and they both ran to the
car. Throwing his bags in the back seat, he climbed inside and they took off.
Later that night as JC got ready for
his Toronto adventure with Joey and Lance, he wondered what would happen if he
just said heck with it and tell Lance. He had feeling Justin knew about his
feelings since something had slipped one night while he was drunk. Sighing he picked up his cell phone and
pressed the speed dial. Waiting for an answer, he sat down on the bed.
" Thrustin Justin Timba Woo Woo."
"Justin, you dork. What a way to
answer the phone."
"Caller ID, man. I knew it was
you, C. So what's up?"
"I'm in Toronto."
"Dude, I know that. I dropped you
off at the airport."
"Oh, yeah right."
"Well, what's wrong?"
JC sighed. "Nothing really.
Well..."
"It's Lance, isn't it?"
JC opened his eyes and sat up on the
bed. "Hmm. Why do you say that, J?"
"C, we all know. Well not all. But
Joey and I figured it out. We know you are cuckoo for Lancey puffs."
JC chuckled. "What a way to put
it, J."
"Hey, I have a way with words man.
So, yeah just tell him or whatever."
"It isn't that easy, Justin. He
might hate me or something. He's not gonna love me, and I don't want him to
tell me that."
"He might surprise you."
JC sat quietly for a few moments.
"Hmm, okay. We will see. Talk to you later." He hung up the phone. As
he finished getting ready, he heard a knock on the door. He opened it to find
Joey standing on the other side.
"Justin called me." JC sighed
and let Joey in. "Justin figured that spazzmaster Jayce might pay a visit
the way you hung up the phone, so I'm here. You know Justin is right. You
should tell him."
"Aggh!!" JC ran his fingers
through his now longer hair. "You don't think I want to tell him. You
don't think I .."
"Well, then do it man."
"Oh, blow me, Joey." JC said
walking into the bathroom and closing the door.
Joey laughed. "Nah, man , you
might like that too much." Joey could here something hit the door and he
laughed again. When their was a knock on the room door, he walked over and
opened it letting Lance in. "So are we ready to party?"
Joey motioned to the bathroom door.
"JC is ..."
Just then the bathroom door opened and
JC walked out. "Right here. Was just fixing my hair." It was then
that he stopped and looked at Lance. Holy hot pants Lance. Lance was wearing
leather pants. Oh my Lord.
"JC, you okay?" Lance said
stepping closer to his friend.
"Hmm, yeah sure, man. Let's
go." JC walked over to the dresser and picked up his room key. "So
Joey you going to pick up your usual ditchbitchgutterslut?"
"Hey, dude. I pick up nice
girls."
Lance laughed. "Yeah right. Hey,
Joey. go ahead downstairs. We'll catch up to you." Lance said walking to
the door.
Joey turned to look at JC before
walking out the door. The look he gave him told him to just do it. JC looked
down at the floor. When he looked up,
he saw his friend standing right in front of him. "Lance, I..
Before he knew what was happening,
Lance was kissing him. Oh my God. Lance was kissing him. Really kissing him...When
Lance pulled back, JC looked at him in shock. "You kissed me, Lance."
"Hmm, yeah. Been wanting to for
awhile, but didn't. Well, you looked too sexy tonight not to kiss, so hmm I
kissed you."
JC
smiled. "Well, you are looking mighty sexy yourself tonight. Those pants
man."
Lance looked down. "You like
these?"
JC nodded. "Oh, yeah. Wear leather
pants more often."
Lance chuckled. "Okay, for you
anything." He reached for JC's hand and led him towards the door. "We
better go before Joey comes back up."
JC laughed as Lance pulled him down the
hallway sneaking another quick kiss before the elevators doors closed.
The End
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