Categories: Completed Het Stories
Characters: Justin Timberlake
Awards: None
Genres: Celebrity/Celebrity, Drama, Romance
Series: None
Chapters: 1
Wordcount: 2395 - Hits: 1297
Complete?: Yes - Published: Mar 24, 2008 - Last Updated: Mar 24, 2008 -
My name is Kat Sharpe and I’m a model, no, not even a model a supermodel. People seem to think I’m this unbelievably sexy girl, I’m afraid they’re going to find out the truth soon and I’m going to back to living on the streets. Sometimes I feel like I’m dreaming, but then there’s the days that I feel like I’m living in a nightmare. My life is not easy, and I’m sick of everyone assuming it is. I feel like I’m trapped in this life I have no control over.
I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois
A night of drunken debauchery leads to sex...for three.
Justin Timberlake is such a nice, normal person. He’s so sweet and laid back and really is the boy next door. The fame hasn’t gone to his head at all. Ah… sarcasm. What a wonderful thing. The truth is Justin is probably the most annoying, obnoxious, self-absorbed human being in the universe. He has the world fooled. I know this because I am his personal assistant, or as he looks at it: his slave.
Set in New York City, Justin Timberlake and Amelia Domineck are the hottest couple in the Manhattan social scene, and their wedding is fast approaching Event of the Year status. Amelia, headstrong and domineering, is not just planning her wedding, she’s choreographing it and Justin seems to simply be along for the ride, as well as Amelia’s assistant Charlotte who after accepting the job wonders if slavery somehow became legal without her realizing it. A Lolita wedding planner, a flakey assistant, and one bridezilla converge together to bring Charlotte and Justin closer and Justin begins to wonder… is this really all that’s left for him? A ring and a promise of forever with Amelia, or does he dare to dream of something more?
I sat in front of a mirror finishing my makeup and felt a steady throbbing like the beating of a drum in my chest. I have never been so scared in my life, and I’ve been through a lot of shit. After taking a deep breath I stood up and fixed my fishnet stockings before taking one last look in the mirror. I look like a slut. What am I doing?
He gave her his all, she gave it to someone else.
Song by Bright Eyes "A Perfect Sonnet"