This is quite possibly going to be the longest day of my life.

I have literally been on a plane for twenty out of twenty-four hours and I still have eight more hours to go.

Justin and Ryan promised they’d keep me company, because they knew how horrible my first trip was. Yeah that worked out well…

Ryan is currently sprawled out across the couch, sleeping. Justin has been either on his phone or sleeping, like he is now. I’m going to kill the bastards when we get home.

This trip probably wont be half as bad as the earlier flight was. Justin got us a private plane for the trip home. Yeah, a private plane. Just another nice perk of being a celebrity with way too much money. It’s really nice though. There are 3 different sections of the plane. We are currently in the ’seating’ section. There’s 2 couches across from each other with 2 rows of seating behind them. It’s very spacious.

The second section is where these two knuckleheads should be, the ‘sleeping’ section. Yeah I said sleeping section. There’s a hallway with two bedrooms across from each other. They’re not huge or anything, but at least you can sleep on a bed and not a reclining chair… or couch.

The third section is where the crew is. I haven’t seen it, so I have no idea what it looks like, but I’m sure it’s nice.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Justin asks in a long yawn.

I turn towards him and smile, “I can’t sleep in moving objects.”

“You have to be tired.” He says stretching out his arms over his head, yawning again.

“Extremely, but like I said I can’t sleep in a moving object. I’ve never been able to. I tried on the way here, but I couldn’t do it.”

“You’re on a plane. You can’t even feel it moving.” He says, pulling me onto his lap so I’m straddling his waist.

“True, but I know it’s moving.”

He tilts his head to the side, looking over towards where Ryan was sleeping, then looks back over at me, “I guess I’m going to have to take your mind off the fact your in a moving plane then huh?” He says, grinning.

“It’s worth a shot.” I say, before getting up off his lap to walk towards the bedrooms.

“Where are you going?” He asks, “I was thinking we could play Go Fish.”

I turn back towards him and raise an eyebrow, “That sounds really… fun, but I think I’m going to go lie down, probably take this dress off, get more comfortable. You can wake Ryan up to see if he wants to play with you.” I turn and walk into one of the bedrooms, closing the door behind me. Seconds later I hear the door open.

“Stop.” He says closing the door behind him.

I drop the hem of my dress back down and turn back towards him, “What?”

“I want to do it.” He says, walking closer to me. “I haven’t gotten to do this for too long.”

His hands slide from my hips to my lower back, gently pulling me closer to him as he leaned down to kiss me. I open my lips, granting him access. I wrap my arms around his neck, trying desperately to get him closer to me. I couldn’t get enough of him. My mouth, my hands, my legs, I couldn’t touch or kiss him enough.

He ran his hands down over my ass, slowly, grabbing the hem of my dress. His fingers gently touched my skin as he lifted the dress up and over my head, breaking the kiss just long enough to get his shirt off too. My dress went flying in one direction and his shirt went in another.

It seemed like it only took seconds for us to be completely naked, lying on the bed together, still kissing, hands roaming every inch of each other’s bodies.

I gently run my fingers along the side of his shaft, eliciting a deep moan from him.

I push him so he’s flat on his back, gently kissing down his chest. I feel him grab my arms, pulling me back up to face him.

“What’s the matter?” I ask.

“I need you so bad it hurts. There isn’t any time for foreplay right now. We can do all that when we get home.” he says, pulling me in for another mind blowing kiss.

I push up on his chest, so I’m sitting up right, straddling his waist. I lift my body up high enough to position his dick at my entrance. I slowly stroke him a few times before gradually sliding down onto him. My head hangs forward as I soak in the pleasure just this one simple move has shot through my body.

He rubs hands up my thighs, planting them at my hips. I slowly start to rise up off him before sliding back down. I do this over and over and over, running my hand up and down his chest with every move.

“Fuck… you feel so good Laur…” He says pulling me down flat against his chest.

He starts out slowly thrusting up into me, but gradually thrusts faster and harder.

“Ugh… Oh God, Justin.”

“Look at me baby.” He says breathlessly.

I pull my head up, placing my forehead to his and open my eyes just as my orgasm races through my body. My body clamping down around him milking him of his own release.

Justin rolls off me slowly, plopping down on the bed, pulling me against his chest. I lean down, pulling the blanket up over us, before nestling into his chest to try and relax.

“Guys we’re… Oh Shit.”

I slowly open my eyes and turn towards the door to see it slowly shutting.

“Ryan?” I call out.

The door opens slowly and I see him poke his head around.

“What are you doing?” I ask, sitting up, making sure to bring the sheet up with me to keep myself covered.

“I didn’t realize you two were… exposed in here.”

I laugh, “You can look, we’re all covered.”

He finally looks up at me, “Look I just wanted to let you know we should be landing in a few minutes.”

“Really? Wow that means I actually slept?” Way to go Justin!

“Yeah it doesn’t look like you slept all that much though.”

“We’ll be out in a minute.” I say, rolling my eyes, as he shuts the door quietly behind him.

I turn to look down at Justin, just as he sneaks an arm around my waist, pulling me down next to him, kissing my forehead.

“So I hear you slept?” He says smiling, still not opening his eyes.

“I did. Thank you.”

“Anytime darlin’.” he says, finally opening his eyes, “Did he say we were landing?”

“Mmmhmm.”

“Unfortunately that means we need to get up.” He says, kissing me, before jumping out of bed in search for his clothes.

He tossed me mine and I quickly got dressed and followed him out of the room to take our seats for landing.

Ryan and I walked through the airport together so we wouldn’t be mobbed with Justin. We hopped in the car and waited for Justin to make his way through the swarm of people. He finally made it to the car and we took off rather quickly.

The car ride was abnormally quiet. I think we were all a little nervous about what was going on at Justin’s, and no one wanted to talk about it.

The driver lets us know we’re here and we all sit there silent for a second before Ryan breaks.

“We should go and unpack. Call us later when…” Ryan slowly trails off starring out the window.

Justin and I both turn towards the house to see what looks like his mother, Trace and a little girl sitting on the front porch.

“Is that…” I ask, but can’t finish.

“That’s a little girl right?” Justin asks shaking his head.

“When did Trace have a kid?” Ryan asks, turning towards Justin.

“He didn’t.” Justin says, starring at his hands in his lap.

“So who’s that?” Ryan asks.

“Shut up Ryan.” I warn, through gritted teeth.

“She can’t be mine, right? I mean what is she like 6 or something? That would bring us back to 200... 2... Shit.”

“Shit?” Ryan asks.

“Fuck… This can’t be happening right now.” Justin says starting to breathe rather heavily.

“Baby, calm down. You don’t even know what’s going on. Maybe Trace took up a babysitting job, but wanted to be here with you for the big news.” I suggest knowing that wasn’t at all plausible.

Justin turned towards me with a raised eyebrow. “That would never happen.”

I sigh, “I know. It’s all I could come up with though.”

“I think we should go.” Ryan suggest quietly, opening the door and hopping out.

I sit there for a second trying to think this out in my head. Should I stay and be with him for this. This is rather huge. Or should I let him do this on his own. He probably wants to do this on his own.

I lean forward to kiss his cheek. I slowly slide towards the door as he grabs my arm.

“Please don’t go.”

I turn back towards him, biting my lower lip, “You want me to stay?”

“I can’t do this. I think I’m going to be sick.”

“You have to.”

“Come with me then… Please. I can’t do this alone.”

“You have your mom and Trace here.”

“Please don’t leave me because of this.”

“I’m not leaving you… Look just go… meet your little girl and… and call me in a couple days when you’ve figured everything out and I’ll… I’ll come meet her and we can go from there.”

He sighed, “You’re not ok with this are you?”

Honestly I have no idea how I feel about this, but I can’t tell him that.

“Justin, you need to face this. Get out of the car and face this. I’ll be here when you figure everything out.” I say, grabbing his face to kiss him.

I pull away and step out of the car. Ryan had brought Justin’s bag up to Trace while we were still in the car and was on his way back when I stepped out. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it, telling me what we thought was happening was really happening.

I think I might be sick.

Justin steps out, quietly saying good-bye to the both of us before making his way towards the house.

Ryan and I get back in the car and he tells the driver to leave.

“Lauren…”

“I don’t want to talk about it Ry.”

“You’re going to have to deal with this sooner or later.”

“I don’t have to deal with anything. Justin does… How can he not know he has a kid? What kind of person keeps that from someone? And why is she here now? Where has she been? Does this make me a type of step-mom or something?”

Ryan chuckles, “That’s up to you and whether or not you want to be… I can’t answer the rest of your questions.”

“Can we not talk about this anymore?”

“After you tell me how you feel about this.”

“You’re a pushy bastard you know that?”

“Lauren…”

“I feel horrible for Justin. I can’t imagine what he’s going through right now.”

“How do you feel about this?”

“Does it matter?”

“Yes.”

I sigh, “I don’t know. I haven’t really let it sink in yet. This is huge… It doesn’t change how I feel about Justin though. I know that much.”

“And how do you feel about him?”

“Pushy bastard.” I mumble.

“Answer the damn question Laur.”

“I’m…” I pause to sigh.

“You’re in love with him.” He finishes for me.

“That’s crazy Ry… We haven’t really been together that long. I can’t be…”

“Who you trying to convince me or you?”

I just stare at him.

“Stop fooling yourself Laur. You’re in love with him, but how are you going to deal with him having a kid?”

“Why does that have to make a difference? If I love him, like you think I do, why wouldn’t I love him as a package? Obviously his… daughter would be a part of the package right?”

“Just answer me straight… Are you ok with this?”

I sigh, biting my lower lip, “Yes, I’m ok with this. I just hope he’s ok with this.”