Gina looked towards Justin leaning against the wall across from her. He had one foot up, knee bent and his arms folded across his chest. The dim lighting was causing his eyes to appear almost black. Despite his anger there was this undeniable sexy aura surrounding him that was so captivating it was almost impossible for her to look away.

Justin could feel her watching him he didn't bother looking back. He knew this was their last moment of quietness together, the quiet before the storm. The past couple of weeks they shared before everything came crashing down like a tidal wave. Tonight changed everything, he changed everything. Instead of wading it out like he should have, Justin surfed right in. Letting his emotions control him and pull him under. Bringing everything he complained about, all of his worries and fears, up to the surface. All by him.

Gina took a deep breath and looked away. She knew he was upset but she didn't understand why he was so over-reacting. She was starting to feel like he didn't even want her there, like it was her fault he acted the way he did. The second he let go of her hand to put on his hat she started rethinking leaving the club with him all together. She didn't tell him to go Mr. Tough Guy out of no where!

"I wish Mike would hurry the fuck up." Trace complained breaking the silence. He wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. Justin was acting up and he wasn't that surprised, he just didn't think he would pull that shit in front of so many people.

"For real." Justin spoke, his voice deeper than normal . "I wanna get the fuck out of here."

Automatically Gina rolled her eyes she was beginning to feel aggravated and Justin's attitude wasn't helping at all. 

He let out a small smirk only adding fuel to the fire. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." She answered without looking at him.

"Whatever." Now he was the one to roll his eyes.

"Justin chill out, you're drunk." Trace stepped in before things escalated.

"Whatever man." Justin voice started getting a little louder and even more angery. "This is all her fault anyway!"

"My fault!" Gina had enough of his fucken attitude right then and there.

"Yeah! If you weren't all being Miss Friendly with homeboy-"

She cut him off taking a step forward right up to him. "Look Justin this little jealous boyfriend act you have going on is not cute." 

He let out a small laugh as if her accusations amused him. "Is that-"

"Justin you need to chill-" Trace stepped in between them.

Justin realized he was acting up but it was too late. "Gina-"

She didn't even want to hear it, she had enough. Giving him a dirty look she walked out the back door. "I don't need this shit." 

Watching it slam shut behind her a feeling of regret reached all the way to down to the pit of his stomach.

"You see what you caused? You're fucken stupid man." 

He stood up s traight, aggravated and now even more angry. "I know man, I fucked up."


The second Gina stepped outside the flashes immediately blinded her. She brought her hand up to shield her face, looking for a path to escape.

Gina where's Justin? How do they know my name?Trying to push her way through the crowd it was almost hopeless.

What happen tonight, is it true Justin hit you? Oh god tell me I did not just hear that! She tried making her way between two cars but a photographer quickly cut her off.

Gina over here!
Gina! Gina!
Come on girl give us something!
Gina...

The voices around her seem to move in and mesh together. She was beginning to feel trapped when out of nowhere an arm wrap around her waist pulling her backwards. Instinctively she grabbed onto it with her nails digging in as hard as she could.

"Let go of me!" she yelled trying to pull free.

"Gina calm down!"

Instant relief washed over her when she recognized the voice belonging to Mike, looking down she seen the familiar yellow Armstrong band she felt safe.

"Sorry Mike." she apologized as he pushed her back towards the club. It just then occurred to her that meant going back to Justin.

"Mike wait-" But it was too late before she knew it she was being shoved into the back of a black SUV and they where moving.

"Are you ok?" Justin asked reaching for her hand, his voice filled with concern. She pulled away and searched her purse for her cell phone. "Gina please, I'm sorry."

looking out the window she tried to figure out exactly where she was when she felt Justin touch her hand.

Quickly she turned towards him pulling away. "Don't touch me." 

He could see the hurt in her eyes her anger failed to cover up. He now knew how much he had messed things up.

Leaning forward in her seat Gina asked Harry to pull over.

"Excuse me miss?" Harry asked confused with her desire to get out of the car after what just happen.

"Pull over please, right there next to that McDonalds."

Justin couldn't believe what he just heard. "What? Gina I'm not letting you out of this car." He went to reach for her but stopped short remembering her previous warning. Moving closer to her, his body turned completely in her direction, he tried again.

"There's no way I'm letting you outside this time of night. Harry do not pull over."

Justin started to feel a panic wash over him. The mixture of alcohol and his emotions starting to take it's toll.

"Ok Sir."

"Harry pull over now please." Gina said completely ignoring Justin's pleas and confusing the driver even more, pratically causing him to swerve.

"Yes Miss."

"Gina it is late." Trace spoke up from the backseat. He couldn't blame her for wanting to get away from Justin. After the way he acted back at the club and the paparazzi going after her like that, any normal girl would want to leave.

"Gina I can have someone come take you home." Mike chimed in from the front seat.

"Someone is picking me up." she answered. "Right here Harry. Thank you."

Harry slowly pulled the car over as instructed and Gina opened the door the second the vehicle came to a stop.

"G!" Justin yelled getting out of the car as well, followed by Mike of course.

"Gina get back in the car please."

"Guys can we all get back in the car please?" Mike asked even though he was amused.

He knew Gina was too much for Justin to handle from the get go. And just by the way he acted tonight he could tell Justin had it bad for her. But being the stubborn person that he is, he was fighting it. Typical Justin.

"Come on y'all, before the photographers show up."

Gina walked up right past Justin to Mike, "Will you take me straight home?" she asked ignoring Justin whisper 'Thank you'  from beside her.

"Yeah, of course."

Gina got back into the car and sat in as far away from Justin as possible. All she wanted at this point was to go home and take a long hot bubble bath. It was taking all her will power not to cry, not to let her emotions show. But Justin's reaction to her calling him her 'boyfriend' replayed over and over again in her mind. Hurting more and more each time around. Pulling out her cell phone she texted Vanessa not to pick her up. Boy was she gonna hear it from her girls when she got home.

Fifteen minutes later Harry pulled up to Gina's building, saying goodnight she got out of the car and didn't look back, knowing Justin would not be too far behind.

"Come pick me up later." he said getting out right behind her. "Gina wait up."

"Go home J." she said walking past the doorman.

"Gina wait." 

He followed her into the elevator even though she didn't want him to. "Wait, we have to talk." 

She continued to ignored him, she was exhausted and hurt. All she wanted to do was take a hot bath and crawl into bed. Why couldn't he just leave her alone?

Justin's eyes followed as she leaned against the back wall of the elevator. Her attention focused solely on ascending numbers being displayed in front of them. Following her stance he leaned against the wall as well.

"Well I'm not going anywhere until you talk to me. " he simply said. 

She rolled her eyes, letting him know exactly how she felt about that. 

"Gina please!"

Frustrated she finally turned her head towards him "What J? What do you want from me? It's obvious this thing going on between us is not working." she spoke motioning with her hands between them.

"Gina I didn't mean-"

"Didn't mean what? Huh? That your not my man but I'm you girl?"

"I-"

"It doesn't work that way Justin. You can't expect that from me!"

Justin stood up straight and took a step towards her reaching out for her arm, "Gina I'm not, I-" he didn't know what to say

"Why did you act that way back at the club?" She asked now turning her body completely towards him and placing her hands on her hips. "I can't do this Justin sorry but I'm not that type of girl."

Running his hands over his head Justin let out a deep breath and leaned back against the wall. This was his out, she was giving him a chance to just walk away and be left with the memories of the fun times they shared. Seeing the look in her eyes he knew she was waiting for his answer. He knew exactly what she was telling him, it was either all or nothing.

The elevator doors opened and Gina looked toward him hoping he would say something. But he didn't, he just looked back at her, sadness written across his face. She didn't know what else to say to him. She wanted so bad to reach out and grab him, for him to say something, anything! But he didn't and that was all she needed to hear. Nothing, that was his answer.

"Bye J."

Stepping off the elevator the feeling of disappointment started to weigh her body down. Hearing the elevator door close she sniffle, trying to hold back her emotions, that where pushing to get out. Just as she reached for her keys she felt his hand grab on to her wrist turning her around.
Her eyes locked onto his immediately, their blue color full of some much emotion that they seem to glow.

"Am I worth it?" he asked.

He couldn't do it, Justin couldn't let her go, as hard as he tried.

"Justin I-"

"Am I worth it? All of this, all of what happen tonight. Do you really want that? Do you want to be with someone who comes with so much baggage? So much drama?"

"Justin I thought we've been through this before. I don't care-"

"Gina before was nothing, what happen tonight is on a whole other level."

"I know-"

"No you don't know. Do you know what it's like to have people follow you all day taking pictures? Having any little thing you do, any move you make end up plastered across some tabloids across America? Shit across the world!"

Gina stayed silent as his words soaked into her.

"Gina that's what being with me is about. Your life will change. There's no going back."

She could feel her eyes water but refused to let any tears fall. Was he trying to convince her to be the one to walk away from this?

"Justin don't you think I know that? Don't you think I've thought about that?" She looked towards him incredulously. "I don't care! How can I prove that too you? What do you want from me." She couldn't stop it, a single tear trickled down her cheek quickly followed by another.

Justin slowly brought his hands up, cupping her face, brushing away her tears with his thumbs.

"Trust."

She closed her eyes, slowly nodding her head in his hands. He immediately pulled her into his arms, wrapping them tightly around her.

"I'm sorry." he said wishing he could make all his mistakes go away. "I'm so sorry."


Girl I find you so amazing
With everyday I learn more about you
The way you work day out and day in
And still find time for us too, yeah

I love the fact that you're there for me when I feel down
No matter what I'm going through
Lately I've been questioning myself
Am I good enough for you?

Am I worthy of?
Am I man enough?
Am I strong enough?
To maintain this love
You've got me questioning (yeah)
Got me wondering (yeah, yeah)
Could I be that man?
That can keep you happy




"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Gina yelled from the bathroom where she was getting ready.

"Yeah trust me." Justin yelled back from the master bedroom.

"I do. I'm just not too happy about running away from our problems."

Gina walked back into her bedroom to see Justin pulling his shirt over his head. He spent the night and they had a deep conversation, mostly about Justin's fears about getting Gina mixed up in the crazy world he lived. She understood where he was coming from but Gina was too far-gone to care what other people thought. She was always one to follow her heart and right now it was leading her where ever he went.

"We're not running." He said pulling her between his legs as he sat down on the bed. "Were just going away for a few days so that everything can die down. Believe me it's the best thing we can do."

"Fine." She smiled at the 'come hither' look he was giving her. Dropping her head down she kissed him gently. "Are people always like this with you?"

"Like what?"

"Giving you what you want." she answered giving him another kiss.

"Right now I want you." he replied caught up in his hormones and her lips. 

"I guess they are then." she answered catching him off guard. Ok what did she mean by that?

"Huh?"

She laughed at his surprise. "Come on were running late." she said giving him anothe kiss before releasing herself from his grasp.

He watched her bend down and grab her suitcase before walking out of the room.

"Did you call your mom?" she yelled bringing her stuff to the front door.

He cleared his throat and stood up, rubbing his sudden sweaty palms against his jeans. "Um yeah, she said the jet should be there in 45 minutes. Did you call the girls?"

"I left them a message." she said walking back into the room for another bag. "It's still early so they are all probably still sleeping."

Justin looked at his watch it was almost 11am. Last night, after about an hour he finally convinced Gina to take a mini-vacation to get away from everything that was about to go down with the media. She really didn't want to go but gave in anyways.

"Harry should all ready be downstairs with my stuff. I hope Trace packed all my shit." he said watching her pull a bag across the floor towards the entryway. "Here I got it." Picking it up he threw it over his shoulder. "Damn girl how much stuff did you bring?"

"Those are my shoes." she responded with a shy grin.

"What!"

"Oh shut up Mr. I must have every Nike sneaker ever made and them some."

Justin laughed "Hey that's different." he answered as they made their way out the door.

"How?"

"Nike's are the shit."

"Ha!" Gina laughed. "And so are Jimmy's and Prada and Gucci and-"

"Ok Gina I get it." 

She stuck her tongue out behind him not knowing he could see her reflection in the elevator doors.

"You need to stop that before I bite it off."

"Huh?" Looking straight she could see Justin's smiling face staring back at her and she couldn't help but laugh. He was too cute and he was hers.


Before Gina knew it they where pulling into LAX ready to board a flight to Hawaii, she couldn't believe that Justin actually pulled this off. And it didn't take him more than two phone calls. Knowing all of her clients where taken care of she sent out an early morning email informing her assistant of her last minute vacation as well as ways of contacting her. She had to admit she was really excited about their trip together. From the minute Justin asked her she had goosebumps!



"Are you serious?"

"Completely."

"Hawaii"

"Yes."

"For a week?"

"Yup." Justin had this goofy smile on his face that she couldn't help but mimic. Was he serious? "So?"

"Justin!" she swung her pillow at him which he quickly grabbed laughing.

"Baby listen to me." Gina smiled wider at his use of the word baby, something that just started that night. "If we stay here we will regret it. We won't be able to go anywhere."

"J we can't just get up and go to Hawaii."

"Why not?"

"Umm how about plane tickets, a hotel, work?"

"First of all you never go into the office and second of all I can have the rest taken case of."

"You're serious?" she still couldn't believe him.

"Yeah besides Johnny is going to kill me when he finds out what happen."

Gina laughed receiving puppy dog eyes in return. "Ok."

Justin smiled widely and pulled her onto his lap. "Thank you." he said before she kissed him.

"No, thank you." she giggled feeling Justin hands creep up the back of her shirt.

"Your beautiful you know that?"

Gina blushed as Justin moved a piece of hair from in front of her face. "So damn beautiful."




"You guys have a safe flight all right?"

"Yay a trip without security!" Justin taunted as they walked towards the private jet.

"Shut it Justin, I still don't know how you pulled this shit off. But if I have to fly down to some damn island to save your ass I'm gonna kick it."

"Yeah, yeah." Justin shook the man's hand before reaching for Gina's.

"Ready?"

"Yup." she said all smiles turning her attention towards Mike "Bye Big Poppa."

"Bye girl, take care of him."

"I will."

Justin turned towards the stairs allowing Gina to go up first. He was so happy they where getting out of LA. He knew the days to come where going to be hell and he wanted out of there quick. If it was up to him they would have left earlier, the second Jive said he could use their jet. But he didn't want to scare her. He knew what was about to go down was going to the worst then ever before. This was one of those scandals that went global and he wanted to as far from it as he could get. Hopefully his plan would work.