I am so insane I must be. All it took was a 5 minute phone call from him to get me in my car and on the way to his house. Actually the phone call wasn’t even from him but it was from Trace telling me I need to get my ass over there now! So here I am in my Spider Eclipse racing down Sunset to get to my best friends house. So yea I know you’re wondering who the hell my best friend is, but I’ll get to that in a minute.

     

 Suddenly I hear “Lets Get Blowed” by Snoop and I know who it is.

 

“What the fuck Tray I’m on my way!” I yell into the phone.

 

“Anais I think you should know that Britney is here.” I make a sharp right on Bellview Ave.

 

“What the fuck do you mean Britney is there?” Once again I can hear and feel my voice getting louder.

 

 “ Na, please don’t start freaking out on me. The fact that Cam and Brit are both here is enough.” Trace was trying to sound calm. But seriously the little fucker was a big ball of nerves when it came to this shit.

 

      Ok so back to what I was trying to tell you all. I guess you can figure out that Justin Timberlake is my best friend. We meet about 15 years ago. We were both 10 and Justin had just finished doing MMC and he was back in Tennessee for a while. Trace and I had already bonded a lot. I was kinda half tomboy half girly girl and maybe that’s what they both liked about me.

 

 But back to the subject at hand. I’m supposed to be on my way to his house to some what defuse a situation that’s going on. Trace didn’t really give me details just told me to hurry up and get my ass there. Personally I hate this celebrity crap and if I can avoid it then I do but there are those times when I really do put myself in a bad position. Like going certain places with Justin and we hold hands and stuff. Well hello best friends can do that! It doesn’t mean I’m screwing him! (Not that I don’t want to)

 

I feel like me and J have one of the most complicated relationships. He’s single I’m single we like each other so why not get together. Oh if it were just that simple. Seriously is life ever really that simple. No it’s not.  I think when we were younger we could actually believe it was like that but not now, not anymore.

 

Oh so I so got off topic again. I have the phone to my ear listening to what Trace is saying to me and the fact that I live a good 45 minutes from them is why I’m still on the phone listening to these two grown ass woman bitch and yell at Justin and each other, as well as Trace telling me how this whole mess started.

 

After a good 10 minutes I let Tray know I should be there in 5. Closing my cell and tossing it in the passenger seat I start think why me?

So I pull up to the gate and punch in the security code.  Damn it’s like 1:30 in the morning and I have to play fucking mediator for these feuding grown ass women. I unlock the front door to hear Britney bitching about how if Justin really loved her that he wouldn’t be here with Cam. I roll my eyes cuz it’s the stupidest shit I’ve heard all night.

 

 I walk into the living room to see Britney and Cam with there back to me and Justin facing me while Trace is in a chair right beside me.

 

“You know this is how shit ends up on the cover of Star magazine!” Trace of course smirks some while Justin looks at me with relief in his eyes. I wink at him and it starts.

 

“What the fuck is the bitch doing here Justin?” Britney yells while pointing at me and looking at Justin. But me being me I don’t even give Justin the chance to respond.

 

 “First off let’s get sum shit straight my name is Anais. Second I’m here cuz I was called. Third who the fuck are you to question what goes on in this house. For crying out loud Brit you’ve got a husband!” Cameron just looked at me and smiled some.

 

 Let me give you a little back info on my relationship with these two women. I guess I’ll start with Brit seeing as she was Justin’s first true love I guess. Anyway I can’t stand the bitch. We didn’t like each other from day 1. She’s always been jealous of my relationship with J. We’re close and we don’t hide that fact. I can lie in the bed with Justin or Trace and not worry about anything happening.

 

Anyway Britney has always been threaten by me and when she came in one day to find me and Justin laid out on the couch together she basically flipped.

 

She said “You shouldn’t be that close to any of your female friends.”

  

So Justin being pussy whipped and all pulled away from me and snuck around to see me. Pussy whipped bitch. Although in Justin’s defense he was trying to keep the peace cuz he knew we couldn’t stand each other.

 

At any rate I was more than happy when they broke up although I wasn’t happy with the circumstances but none the less they were threw. She wasn’t good enough for him anyway. So on to Cam, she’s cool. I get along with her so much better than Brit. She and I don’t have any real beef but I have expressed to Trace that I think she is a little to immature for Justin. Yea I know right she is nine years older than Justin and I think she is too immature for him. I don’t know what it is but whatever.

 

I was glad when they called it quits. However it didn’t bother me at all when they staid friends. Like I said she’s cool. But why Britney is in here ranting and raving about Justin loving her and shit when she has a husband at home I have no damn clue.

 

Ok so back to the conversation that is taking place at the moment. Justin stood up and walked over to me.

 

“Snuggles you ok?” Justin asked me with all the concern in the world in his eyes.

 

“Yea I’m cool, but I think that the both of you should leave.”

 

Cam just started grabbing her stuff and not even putting up and argument with me. I’m kinda like Mama Lynn. (That’s Justin’s mom in case you were wondering) When things get too heated I make people go and cool down and Cam knows this which is why she isn’t putting up some kind of fight. She gets her purse and her keys and walks towards the door. Saying bye to those of us she is actually speaking to and leaves.

 

Brit on the other hand is a whole other story. She stands there after Cam leaves and thus the yelling begins again.

 

“You’re just gonna let her put your company out of your house like this?”

 

Justin sighs. “Look Brit I think Anais is right it’s time that everybody just go home and get some rest. I don’t feel like dealing with this tonight.”

 

Britney just rolled eyes and walked to the door. “I swear I don’t know why you let that girl run all over you and use you the way she does!”

 

 Like I said the bitch doesn’t like me. Finally she leaves and Trace starts cracking up. Justin walks back into the living room where I have now made myself comfortable.

 

 “I don’t know if I should kick your ass or thank you for calling Anais.” Justin says while taking a seat next to me.

 

“Dude if I hadn’t called her you would be setting here listening to them bitch all night! Besides I was supposed to be at Byrne’s house an hour ago!” Trace gets up and flips Justin off and walks towards the door. “I’ll be back tomorrow.” He yells.

 

“Whatever fucker be careful.” Justin yells back. Ah such the loving relationship.

 

 “Well I guess I’m gonna head back home too.” I say while heading toward the door.

 

Justin grabs my arm and stops me before I get all the way to the door. “Stay” was the only word that comes out his mouth. I hate the fact that all it takes is a simple word and that look to make me stay.

 

      Damn him! Justin Timberlake is gonna be the death of me!

Somebody please tell me why I am sitting Indian style on Justin’s bed waiting for him to come out of the shower? More importantly I’m in PJ’s sitting Indian style in the middle of the bed. Ha I am so insane, I should have gone with my first mind and just walked out the door and went home to sleep in my own bed.

 

 What the hell was I thinking? I know what I was thinking, the thought of this fine ass man having his arms around me for the entire night. And if I’m lucky I might get laid! Okay Anais get your mind out the gutter! Yea like that is actually gonna happen. All I can think about is Justin’s lips on my neck and slowly taking off my cloths. Damn I want him! I’m so caught up in my thoughts I didn’t even notice the shower had gone off nor did I notice Justin is standing right across from me in all his glory!

 

“Snuggle did you hear anything I just asked you?”

 

Justin asked which quickly snapped me out of my trance and really caught me off guard considering what I was thinking about! Turning a shad of deep red I answer.

 

“No I’m sorry J what were you saying?”

 

 “First off I asked you were you busy tomorrow but now I wanna know why you are suddenly deep red?”

 

 He’s laughing at me and he knows I’m embarrassed so this is not helping me at all because I don’t know if I can explain this away.

 

 “Snugg I know that me standing here isn’t bothering you is it? I mean we’ve all always been able to dress and undress in front of each other.”

 

(Just so we’re clear he’s talking about me, him and Trace) Ok Anais stop staring at him and answer him before there are serious questions asked that you will just not be able to explain. “

 

“What? No J I was just thinking about some stuff I have to do for Justin-In-Time. No I’m not busy tomorrow why?”

 

There he goes smiling at me with that Timberlake smile and those gorgeous blue eyes, Damn him! He walks over to me and sits on the edge of the bed.

 

“Well I was hoping that maybe you would hang out with me tomorrow. It seems like lately you’ve been to busy for me!” I roll my eyes at him cuz he is trying to guilt trip me!

 

“Yea J I’ll hang out with you tomorrow.”

 

This is why I leave clothes at his house cuz I never know when I’m gonna need to stay the night or in this case ask to stay the night.  Next thing I know he wraps his arms around my waist and he is some what laying over me and looking me in my eyes.

 

“Did I ever tell you how cute you look in those pajamas?” He asks me.

 

“Yea a little you a little me. Honestly I don’t know why you have these pajama pants, you never sleep in them!”

 

 I laugh at him cuz it’s the truth but actually I’m trying to hide the fact that I just wanna attack him right now.

 

“Thank you for coming over tonight. You always seem to be able to save me from women.” I full out laugh at that. “Ok and why is that funny Ms. Taylor?” He is so cute when he is confused.

 

“Nothing it’s just weird you feeling as though I have basically rescued you.”

 

I’m looking in his eyes he’s looking in mine. Oh shit he is inches away from my lips.

 

“Maybe we should get some sleep.”  He says breaking the moment. I shake my head agreeing.

 

So we get under the covers and get comfortable. In the back of my mind I know what’s coming though. As soon as that light goes out those arms will be back around me and God help me I want them to be. I want his hands all over my body! Anais seriously you need to get a grip!!

 

 “Snugg you sure you ok? You seem really deep in thought tonight.” He’s looking at me with those concerned blue eyes. I can’t keep looking at him the feelings are just getting way to intense.

 

“I’m fine J really. Just tired so why don’t we just get some sleep?”

 

Justin nods at me and then reaches over to turn out the light. I know he doesn’t believe me. He knows me way to well and he can see right through me when I’m lying. But he will always let me come to him in my own time and that’s one thing I love about him. He never forces me to talk.

 

 I lay on my side and stare at the wall. I have no idea why I can’t just tell him what’s on my mind. I mean it’s Justin! I talk to him about everything. While I’m so deep in thought I didn’t even realize that Justin had wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

 

“Hey Anais you know I love you right?” Justin whispered in my ear and I couldn’t help but smile.

 

I turn as much as I could in his arms and look into his eyes. “I know J I love you too.” And soon after we have drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

  

The Next morning

 

I’m reaching next to me for the phone that I hear ringing but for some strange reason it’s not were it usually is and then it hits me, you dumb ass your at Justin house. Finally after what seems like forever I hear his groggy but yet sexy voice answer the phone.

 

 I really don’t want to move from the spot that I am in but I know that I have to because Justin asked me to go with him to make some runs. He kisses me on my neck and whispers in my ear.

 

“Hey sleepy face it’s time to wake up!” God he sounds so sweet and sexy.

 

“I’m already up I just really don’t feel like moving.” I laugh and move to get out the bed. 

 

I walk towards his closet to find something to wear.

 

“Hey thanks again for staying over last night. I always sleep better when you’re near me.” Damn him for being so sweet! I poke my head out the closet.

 

 “You don’t have to thank me Justin. Besides I think you needed me here. I keep you stress free!”

  

He laughs and walks towards me. “You’re not gonna skip out on me anytime today are you?” He looks almost as if it would really hurt him if I did do that, but I laugh.

 

“J I’m gonna go take a shower and get dressed and you’re gonna get some clothes on and we’re gonna do what ever it is that you have planed for the day.” I smile at him and continue to get my clothes together.

 

As I’m walking into the bathroom he calls out for me to hurry up. About 30 minutes later I’m walking into the kitchen to grab some breakfast when J walks up behind me.

 

“You don’t need to eat we’re going to meet Johnny for breakfast.”

 

I turn around to find Justin very close to me. “Any body tell you that you shouldn't walk up behind a woman with out her knowledge?”

 

 I’m really just trying to get him to back up because if he gets any closer I’m gonna wanna fuck the shit outta him right here in the kitchen.

 

“No, but come on or we’re gonna be late.” Justin grabs my hand and we proceed to walk out to his truck.

 

I just keep thinking how in the hell do I keep letting myself fall into the charm that is Justin.

So here I am sitting in The Ivy looking for a way to escape. Don’t get me wrong I love being out with J and Trace but I hate meetings! So let me explain, Johnny called Justin and said he wanted to talk which of course means he wants to have a meeting and because I am so sure plans are gonna be made Trace needs to be here. But why do I need to suffer through this?

 

“Anais are you ok? You haven’t touched your food.”  Trace is giving me the concerned eye.

 

 “Yea Tray I’m cool. I guess I’m just not as hungry as I thought.” I smiled cuz I don’t want him invading my thoughts right now.

 

As close as we are to Trace I still don’t think he knows what happened. He goes back to paying attention to Justin and Johnny. I’m just basically looking around at celebrity central at least that’s what I always call this place. I see Mark Walberg and some of his friends having lunch and Jennifer Aniston and Courtney Cox sitting together chatting. This is just so much fun! *Beep Beep* When I hear my cell going off I am so grateful cuz I really don’t want to be sitting here at this moment. Justin’s looking at me he wanted me next to him at the table so I was sitting between him and Trace.

 

“I’m gonna go take this. I’ll be right back excuse me.” I smile and head toward the ladies room.

 

 I look at the caller id and see it’s my mother calling. So I take a deep breath and get ready to put on my cheery voice cuz while I love my mother to death, I hate talking to her sometimes.

 

“Hi mom!”

 

“Hey my little bear how are you today?” She asks.

 

Honestly I feel like I’ve just entered an episode of Lamb chops play along. Oh jezz I’m going way old school now!

 

“I’m fine mom but I really can’t talk right now. I’m in a meeting with Johnny, Justin and Trace.” I say thankful that this meeting will at least get me off the phone with my mother.

 

“Oh sweetie I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.” She sounds like she just got caught taking cookies out the cookie jar.

 

“Mom its fine I’ll call you when I get some place I can talk ok?” I’m hoping this changes her tone cuz honestly I don’t wanna hear my mom sound like this.

 

“Oh hun that’s fine tell everyone I said hi and I love u hun!” Oh I can hear the smile on her face which makes me feel a lot better.

 

“I love you too mom I’ll call you later. Bye”

 

We both hung up. I took a deep breath and splashed some cold water over my face. I’m looking at myself in the mirror wondering why I feel so weird. I pretty much know why I do but I guess that’s what happens when you hide your feelings. Just suck it up chick and go back out there.

 

“So we’re going to be in New York on the 24th and then fly back here to LA on the 27th.”

 

I heard Trace saying as I sat back down. Justin looked at me.

 

“Is everything ok Snugg?”  I smiled damn why does he have to be so sweet sometimes?

 

“Yea everything is fine. Mom says hi.” I smile and I know it put him at ease.

 

“Well I guess we’re pretty much done here.” Johnny says and smiles at us.

 

I’m thinking Thank God. Like I said I love hanging out with Justin and Trace but I hate meetings. We get up and proceed to head out the door with Mike (Justin’s body guard) walking ahead of us. I however already see the paparazzi outside. Justin is right behind Mike then me and last Trace. They always stick me in the middle. Justin reaches back and grabs my hand.

 

“Justin, Justin over here!”

 

 “Justin are you dating this new girl?”

 

The paparazzi get on my nervous. Half these muthafuckers  know who I am and they follow me around at times and on many occasions I have done what I’m about to do and just flip them off. I hear Trace snickering behind me. It’s a really bad habit I picked up from Trace and Justin. I bet you $50 bucks my mom is gonna throw a shit fit when she sees this picture cuz I know she is gonna see it.

 

Mike ushers us to Justin’s truck and we both hop in while Trace jumps in his car and we speed off towards Justin’s house. The 1st 5 minutes on the ride was quite then Justin finally spoke.

 

“Is it me or am I just imaging the fact that almost every time we go out I end up apologizing for some incident that has happened?”

 

I look over at him and he’s smiling. I can’t help but to laugh at him.

 

“Yea you always end up apologizing. The thing I can’t figure out though is why you do? I mean it’s not your fault that these things happen.”

 

“Ahh on the contrary yes it is. If I wasn’t who I was and you didn’t know me you wouldn’t be in this mess.” He’s looking at me as though he just wants to shield me from everything.

 

“J lets not have this conversation. I think we get into it like once a month so lets just leave it be.” I say as I turn on the radio.

 

Lovers and Friends is playing on Kiss Fm and I close my eyes and lay my head back against the head rest. Why does this have to be the song playing and no sooner than that thought enters my brain I hear Justin raping along with Ludacris and I’m thinking why me!

What did I tell you! I told you my mother was gonna throw a shit fit as soon as she saw the picture and as predicted she is on the phone lecturing me about how it is not lady like to do things like that. I’m thinking what the hell ever. My mother doesn’t know how it feels to go out and be followed all the time and you would think that as much as we flip them off they would stop taking pictures.

 

“Anais I did not raise you to do such things and you know that young lady.” My mother is killing me here.

 

“Mom are you gonna call me every time you see those kinds of pictures of me?” I am growing tired of this conversation.

 

I have been on the phone with my mother for 20 minutes now listening to her say the same thing over and over again and I really wish she would stop it. She reminds me of those people who are always saying you asked for this life because you are a celebrity. That’s not what we asked for! I mean granted I am not a celebrity but I hang out with one on a regular bases. When Justin decided he wanted to get in the entertainment business I highly doubt that he was thinking oh I want to be followed around everyday and being photographed while out doing everyday things. No that’s defiantly not what he asked for. I mean he does a job and his job is entertaining people that doesn’t mean he should be treated like he is not a human being. People go and do a job everyday and they don’t get photographed for it jezz. As a matter of fact they would more than likely throw a shit fit as well.

 

“Anais are you listening to me?” My mother’s piercing voice rings through my thoughts.

 

“No mom I’m not!” I know she is gonna kill me.

 

“Don’t you dare take that tone with me young lady!”

 

I roll my eyes at what she just says. I know I shouldn’t be this way with my mother but just like Justin and I have the same conversation about the paparazzi once a month; my mother and I have a conversation about me flipping them off. After a few seconds I hear someone coming in my front door. (Yes I’m actually at home) I get out of my chair and walk towards the door. I see Justin just coming through the door and I let him know to be quite. Although he looks at me strangely and I know he wonders whom I’m talking to he quietly follows me to into the living room.

 

“Mom I’m sorry I got snippy with you. That was wrong but I’m not gonna apologize for what I did with those photographers cuz I’m not sorry about that.”

 

 I see Justin laughing and shaking his head out the corner of my eye. I flip him off as well and roll my eyes at him while I walk into the kitchen.

 

“Anais I just don’t know what has gotten into you. I know your father and I raised you better than that!”

 

“Mom listen I can’t explain it to you so that you can even begin to understand where I am coming from. So how about this, we just stop talking about it cuz this conversation is going to stay the same.” I hear it coming.

 

“Fine Anais you go and be a little rebel all you want but know I don’t approve of it!” There it is I knew it was coming.

 

“Mom I gotta go. I love you and I’ll call you later.”

 

“Love you to bye.”

 

I sigh as I hang up the phone. I hate talking to her after she has seen pictures of me. I hate her being mad at me but I hate it even more when we argue. My mother doesn’t get it and I know she never will. So I should just leave it alone. I grab 2 bottles of water and head back into the living room.

 

“She saw the pictures in US weekly huh? Justin asked while taking the water I handed him.

 

“You know it. I think she buys the magazine just to see if I will actually not do it.” I say while sitting back in my chair.

 

Justin just laughed and sat back on the couch. I find myself getting back up and walking over to the couch just so I can lie against him and get some comfort. J always knows when I’m stressed about things. I lay my head against his shoulder and close my eyes.

 

“What’s the matter my snuggles bear?” He’s starting to rub my head and it’s driving me crazy.

 

“I just have some things on my mind that’s all.”

 

“So come on tell me what’s in that pretty little head of yours?” Damn it there goes that sweet side of him again.

 

“Just stuff ya know? Nothing major.” I say in hopes that he really will leave this alone.

 

“Is it the same stuff that was on your mind a few nights ago when you were at my house?” I knew it wasn’t gonna be this easy.

 

I try to play it off and still hope he lets it go. However this is Justin I am talking about and very few things are easy when it comes to Justin Timberlake. Luckily for me I hear the door open again and I know its Trace. Those are the only 2 that have keys to my place. He walks in and sits down in the chair I was occupying earlier.

  

“So what’s going on people?” Trace is so funny sometimes.

 

I think he gets the feeling when he has interrupted something but just really doesn’t care. I laugh as I get up to head back in the kitchen.

 

“Nothing, just talking about mom having a shit fit about the pictures in US Weekly. You want a bottle of water?” I ask while looking in the fridge.

 

“Got any coke?” Trace walks in the kitchen behind me.

 

I turn around and hand him the can while he leans up against the counter. He’s looking at me kinda strange and I can’t help but to wonder what he is thinking about. Then suddenly he gives me the Trace smirk, which usually means he has something to say and it has something to do with Justin or me.

 

“Just spit it out and stop laughing about it.” I finally say.

 

“What were you and J talking about before I walked in?” He’s giving me this knowing look.

 

“Why are you looking at me like that Trace?”

 

“I know J wanted to know something other wise he wouldn’t be looking so pissed that I had come in” He says while taking a drink of coke.

 

I sigh cuz I can I never just get out of a conversation with either one of these guys. I just roll my eyes and head back into the living room, Trace following behind laughing. He stands close to the hall that leads back to my front door.

 

“Look I’m gonna go cuz I can tell my presences is not welcomed at the moment.” Justin and I look at each strangely for a second.

 

“Trace what gives you that idea?” I ask

 

“You and J seriously need to talk cuz you guys have a lot of unresolved issues to deal with.” He laughs a little while leaving out the front door.

 

After Trace leaves Justin and I are left sitting on the couch looking at each other. Both of us quite for a few minutes and wondering what the other is thinking. Then after a long silence we both say what has been on our mind for the past few minutes. (In unison)

 

“What did you say to him?”

6 Months Later

   

Well as much as I would love to tell you that Justin and I talked after Trace left that night but really that was a no go. The furthest we got was finding out that neither one of us said a word to Trace about what happened that night. So now here I am in the middle of Justin’s backyard watching him and his new girlfriend laugh and giggle.

   

“You wish it was you don’t you?” Trace asked walking up behind me.

 

“Huh? What? Oh no I was just thinking about something that’s all. Noticing how happy he is.” I lie as I take my drink from Trace.

 

“Sure. If you want me to believe that I’ll go with it for your sake.” Trace laughed while we headed towards two chairs.

   

Trace and I have talked a lot lately. I found out that he knew about Justin and I having sex, without either one of us telling him. He walked in the house and heard us the night that it happened. He figured he shouldn’t be there so he left. You can imagine how shocked and embarrassed I was. Trace told me he thought we would be cute together and he thought Justin was defiantly into me. Boy were we both wrong!

  

I see Justin walking towards us while we continued our conversation. Honestly I’m wondering how the hell he got her to let go of him long enough to come and converse with us. Shit he looks fine in his shorts and wife beater.

   

“Hey guys you all having fun?” He asks in that way to happy tone.

 

“Yea it’s a cool party as always.” I answer even though I don’t mean it.

  

If you want the truth I would rather be anywhere in the world right now other than right here in Mr. Timberlake’s presences. Why did I have to fall for my best friend? How could I honestly think that one night of passion with him could have him think of me as more than a friend? I have had more than enough of this. I stand up while he and Trace are still talking.

  

“J I had a great time but I think I’m gonna head home.” I smile.

 

“What? Snuggles you can’t leave yet!” He says jumping up.

 

“Justin I’m tired. I really just wanna go home and sleep.” I say while reaching out to give Trace a hug.

   

Trace knows why I am really leaving. I have had enough of this acting as if I’m ok when I’m not. So I know you’re thinking why the hell didn’t you say anything to him? Well I really didn’t know how I could say Hey Justin I love you and I wanna be with you! Besides that he didn’t really seem as though he was interested. Justin feels the need to have to walk me to my car so I don’t argue with him about it.

   

“Snuggles are you ok?” He asks once we reach my car.

 

“Yes Justin I’m fine. Like I said I’m just tired." I say while laughing a little.

 

“Call me when you get home?” He asks while engulfing me in a hug.

 

“Yea you know I will.” I smile as I get into the car.

   

He stands there and watches me as I pull off. On the ride home I start thinking to myself that the one thing I didn’t want to happen did. I fell for my best friend. I know that as long as I am in love with him our friendship will never be the same. So as I make this 45-minute drive to my house the one thought that is plaguing my mind is….

 

YOU ARE SO CRAZY FOR FALLING FOR JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE!