Chapter 6
Joey rushed from the room to stop JC from going after Carson. The three
remaining men followed, after the initial shock wore off. They found Joey
and JC in the hall near the elevator with Joey restraining JC by holding his
arm in a tight grasp. JC looked ready to hit Joey.
"Let me go Joey," JC growled.
"I'm not going to, not until you calm down."
JC jerked on his arm trying to pull away from Joey. "Joey I'm not kidding
let go now!"
"Come on JC let it go. It's over now." Joey said softly.
JC sighed softly. "I can't just let it go, maybe you can but I can't."
Justin stepped over to JC and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Josh there's
nothing you can do, Joey kicked his ass. Just let it go, please."
"I can't Justin. Joey shouldn't have had to kick his ass and you never
should have had to go through that. I'm going to show Daly that nobody fucks
with my best friend." JC said with determination.
Justin stroked JC's shoulder attempting to calm him. "Let him go Joey. Josh,
do what you want, but it's not going to change anything. Come on why don't
we all go make plans for our day off."
"Justin is that what last night was about? Just because someone does that to
you doesn't mean you're gay." JC said quietly.
Chris being his usual tactless self could not remain quiet. "Justin's gay?
When did that happen? Wait a minute, is that why you've been spending so
much time with Joey lately? Do you have a thing for Joey? Oh my god! Are you
and Joey doing the horizontal hokey pokey?"
All four men turned to look at Chris, Lance in disbelief, Joey with disgust,
Justin with amusement, and JC with barely concealed rage.
"Chris this is not the time for your smart assed comments." JC said, glaring
at Chris.
Justin interrupted JC's tirade before it got out of control. "I don't have a
thing for Joey and no we aren't sleeping together. Joey's not gay, incase
you've forgotten."
"Well we didn't think you were either, so it's not such a long shot." Chris
said, defending himself.
"This is fucking stupid. Chris, it's not really any of your business if
Justin and Joey are fucking. Now, I'm leaving, don't try to stop me again,
it won't work." JC told his friends, leaving no room for compromise.
Justin moved to follow JC. "Well I'm coming with you."
Joey followed Justin. "Me too."
"Fine, I`m not waiting, if you`re coming let`s go." JC sighed in
resignation.
"God why didn't I join the Backstreet Boys? Carson fucking Daly never would
have hit on Nick Carter. He's not pretty enough," Lance muttered to himself
as he followed the others onto the elevator.
The five members of Nsync made it to the front doors of the hotel, where
their bodyguards stopped them. The bigger men refused to let the young men
in their care go alone. The singers finally agreed to take the bodyguards,
as long as they didn't interfere, unless it was absolutely necessary. They
all climbed into the limo and headed for the MTV studios.
"Josh you're not going to confront him at work, are you?" Justin asked
fretfully.
"I don't care where he is. He's going to know not to ever mess with any
member of Nsync again," JC affirmed.
"What if he's in the middle of a show or something," Justin inquired
hesitantly.
"I'll wait until he's finished, but I'm not leaving," JC informed Justin.
Lance placed his head in his hands and moaned. "When did we become Motley
Crue? Why can't we just be the nice quiet guys we were in the beginning? Is
that too much to ask? What did I ever do to deserve this? I must have really
pissed somebody off in a former life. Why didn't they wait and tell JC after
we left New York? Why the hell am I talking to myself? Duh, it's because
nobody ever listens to me anyway."
"Oh shit the drama queen's back. Hey wait, if Lance is a queen does that
mean he's gay too? That'd be fucking cool. Justin and Joey are fucking each
other, JC fucks any man that moves and Lance is just fucked. I'd get all the
women for sure. YES! I'm finally gonna get laid," Chris squealed, doing a
happy dance in his seat.
Lance groaned while banging his head against the window. Justin and Joey
laughed while JC shot Chris a dirty look.
"Why is everything a fucking joke with you? I don't fuck everything that
moves. I haven't fucked you. You need to get off the trip about Justin and
Joey, they already told you it's not true. When or if they ever get
together, I'm sure that you'll be the first to know. Don't mess with Lance
anymore, the boy's even more messed up than you are." JC told Chris in a
tone that was not to be argued with.
Everyone decided it would be best to remain quiet the rest of the way to the
MTV studios. The tension had Justin squirming in his seat, which irritated
JC, who was seated next to him. Lance continued banging his head lightly on
the window and talking to himself under his breath. Joey sat watching
Justin, he knew Justin wasn't taking this as well as he let on. Chris chewed
on his fingernails, hoping that they'd be done quickly because he was
hungry.
The five waited in Carson Daly's office. JC sat in Carson's chair with his
feet on the desk. Lance sat perched on the edge of the chair across from JC.
Chris sprawled out on the sofa that was along the wall. Justin leaned
against the wall near the door. Joey chose to stay close to Justin in case
he was needed.
"How long does it take him to finish signing fucking autographs? He doesn't
have that many fans," JC said impatiently.
"Well, maybe you should have had them tell him that we're here," Joey
replied.
Carson entered the room to find the five young men waiting for him. "Should
I assume from this visit that the pretty one went crying to the rest of the
babysitters," He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"If you value your life Daly, you'll shut your fucking mouth," JC warned.
Carson walked over to his desk and knocked JC's feet off. "It's nice to see
you too. Keep your feet off my desk and get your ass out of my chair."
JC moved around the desk to face his adversary. "We're not here to exchange
pleasantries. You sick fuck." JC shoved Carson into the wall.
"Don't push me Chasez, I'll snap your puny neck like a twig." Carson pushed
JC back, causing him to stumble into Justin.
"Come on Josh, let's just go," Justin pleaded.
JC pulled away from Justin. "Justin, we're not just leaving. He's not going
to get away with what he did to you."
Carson turned to Joey. "Hmm, looks like the pretty little whore's already
moved on, or do you all share him?" He sneered.
JC launched his body at Carson, hitting him in the jaw with a closed fist.
Carson fell backwards onto his desk. JC followed, forcing his arm into
Carson's throat.
"Let's get a few things straight. You will not talk to, touch, or even look
at Justin ever again without permission. You won't talk about him. Hell, don
't even think about him. Don't so much as let me catch you within five feet
of him. You're not fit to breathe the same air as Justin. Do I make myself
clear," JC snarled in Carson's face.
Carson struggled to nod his head yes with JC's arm still pressing his
throat. JC slowly removed his arm. Carson moved away, red faced and
struggling for air. "You'll pay for this Chasez; I'll ruin you," Carson
wheezed.
"You breathe a word of this, and you'll wish you were dead." JC said,
stepping threateningly toward Daly.
"He must be one hell of a fuck, because you've just ruined your career for
him. There won't be another Nsync video aired on MTV or any TRL appearances.
Do you think Nsync will last long without MTV? So now tell me, is Justin
that good in the sack," Carson challenged JC.
JC charged Carson once again. Carson was ready, stopping him with a fist in
the face and knocking him to the floor. Daly kicked JC twice in the ribs as
he was pulling himself up off of the floor. The other members of Nsync
rushed to help JC. Justin jumped Carson, hitting him, not caring where the
blows landed. Joey attempted to pull Justin off without much luck. Lance
knelt next to JC on the floor. Chris rushed from the room to get help.
Joey managed to drag Justin away from Carson. Carson struck Justin in the
face as Joey was pulling him off. JC flung himself at Daly, knocking him
back down on the desk. He wrapped his hands around Carson's throat, trying
to strangle him. Chris returned with their bodyguards in time for them to
pull JC off of the gasping man.
"Remember what I said, next time there won't be anyone to stop me from
killing you," JC warned Carson.
"JC, we need to go to the hospital. Justin's bleeding and you aren't looking
too hot either," Lance said approaching JC cautiously.
JC turned away from Carson, leaving him on the desk holding his throat and
gasping for air. "I'm fine Lance. Is Justin all right?"
JC and Lance rushed to the door when they heard shouting in the hallway.
They found Justin struggling to stand up off of the floor while Joey was
trying to hold him down.
"Joey let me go; I need to make sure Josh is OK." Justin said, pulling his
arm that was in Joey's grasp.
Joey continued to hold Justin down. "Justin sit your ass down, your head is
bleeding like a stuck pig. JC will be out in a minute; Lance went to get
him. You really shouldn't have jumped on Carson like that. Messing up your
face isn't going to help your plans to get JC. He's not gonna want some
black, blue and bloody mess."
"Justin are you all right," JC asked kneeling beside Justin, ignoring the
last of Joey's comments to Justin.
Justin placed his hand lightly on JC's jaw where a bruise was already
starting to show. "I'm ok Josh; he caught me in the temple with a ring. I'll
probably need a couple stitches, but it looks a lot worse than it is. Are
you ok? How are your ribs?"
"They're probably just bruised, but it hurts like hell. Let's get to the
hospital, your head needs stitched up," JC said, helping Justin to his feet.
"You better get Lance to watch Chris; we don't want him mistaken for a
mental patient again," Justin said with a laugh.
"Shut up Curly, that was one time. I had too much sugar that day and you
asshole's didn't help any by saying you didn't know me." Chris stomped away
like a petulant child.
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