My Favorite Scent
By: Aberry ~ aberry15601@yahoo.com

Challenge - Shampoo

Joey Fatone was miserable. He was stuck in New York while 'Rent' was going on. He missed his family who was down in Flordia. He missed his band-mates. But most of all he missed his lover Chris.

Joey had been with Chris for as long as he could remember. Before 'Rent' there wasn't a day that went by that Joey wouldn't see Chris. Now the only contact that the two had was by cell phone. Which was better than nothing.

Joey's cell began to ring. He checked the caller-ID and his eyes lit up. It was Chris.

"Hey baby. I've missed you."

On the other end of the phone, Chris laughed.

"I've missed you too baby."

"No I mean I REALLY miss you. We haven't been apart since we got together. This is driving me crazy."

Chris could hear the lonlieness and pain in Joey''s voice.

"I know baby...I know. This kills me too. But what can we do. You gotta stay and do 'Rent'. This is your dream remember?"

"What good's a dream if there is nobody to share it with?"

Chris wanted to cry because of all the pain in his love's voice.

"Joey..."

"Damnit Chris! All I want to do is be with you. I want to see you. I want to hold you. I want to sleep with you right next to you."

This time Chris didn't stop the tears and pain show in his voice.

"Don't you think I want that too. Shit...I'm going insane without you. I don't know how much longer I can take being without you. But I know that we can make it."

Joey sighed and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you. It's just being without you and lack of sleep..."

"What, You Joey Fatone can't sleep."

"Well, I don't have my favorite scent to fall asleep to."

"Oh yeah. And what would that be?"

"Your shampoo. One wiff of that in your hair and I am out like a light."

"Well, Why don't you go out and buy some dumb-ass?"

"Well smart-ass, I don't know what brand it is."

"It's paul mitchel honey. You can got to a salon and buy some."

"I think I will."

"Good."

Just then someone knocked on Joey's door.

"Come on Joe. You gotta get going to the theater."

Joey sighed.

"Baby, I gotta go. They are calling me."

"Ok baby. Break a leg. I mean that."

Joey laughed.

"And why would you mean that."

"So you can come home and I can take care of you."

"Aww thanks baby. I love you."

"I love you too. Now don't forget the shampoo. I want my baby rested for his shows."

"I will hun. I love you."

"I love you too."

"Bye baby."

"Bye."

Joey hung up the phone.

"Hey. Before we go to the theater, I need to stop at a salon."

"For what?"

Joey smiled.

"To pick up my favorite scent."

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