Chapter 4:

    After he kissed her, Lauren wasn’t sure what to do or say, so she just smiled at him.  “So… that was, nice,” Justin replied, breaking the silence.  “Yeah, it was…” Lauren smiled, too scared to look up at him.  Justin lifted her face to look into her eyes, “Lauren… I, I wanted to ask you something…” he whispered, nervousness hinted in his voice.  “Yeah?” she whispered back, unable to speak above that.  “I wanted to know if… would you… be my girlfriend?” he stuttered.  Lauren’s eyes widened, she wasn’t expecting this.  Sure, she’d always dreamed of Justin Timberlake being her boyfriend, I mean what girl didn’t wish on a shooting star every now and then that this would happen.  “Lauren?” Justin asked.  Lauren had forgot to breath, and was just staring at him, eyes wide, face pail.  “Oh, sorry! I was, uh, lost in space, for a second I thought you’d asked me to be your girlfriend,” Lauren let out a small laugh.  “That’s because, I, uh… did,” he replied, not looking away from her eyes.  “Oh! Well, I feel like an idiot!” she laughed.  “So, is that a no?” Justin frowned.  “Yup, you’ve got uh, too much… of something for me?” Lauren couldn’t think of a reason to tell him no in a joking matter.  “I see…” he replied, still frowning.  “Justin,” she whispered, looking back into his eyes.  “Yeah?”  “I was kidding!” she laughed, kissing him on the cheek.  “Oh… OH!” Justin’s frown instantly turned into a cheesy grin, like a school boy getting his first kiss.  

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    Once Lauren and Justin headed back to Lance’s, they saw that everyone had passed out in the living room, Lance, Joey, and Chris all on their own beanbags on the ground, while JC had his arms wrapped around Nichole, laying on the sofa.  “I guess we’re all sleeping over…?” Lauren replied, as she awed at Nichole and JC.  “Looks like,” Justin couldn’t help but sound a little too excited, making Lauren give him a look.  “What? Can’t I be excited to be having a sleep over with my girlfriend?” he smiled innocently.  “Well, I suppose,” she chuckled, as they grabbed some blankets from the hall closet.  They lay on the ground, Justin wrapping his arms around Lauren, and they fell fast asleep.

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    The following morning, Nichole woke up, and couldn’t help but smile and chuckle to herself, as she saw that JC was now laying on the edge of the sofa, his hand hanging off the side, drooling and mumbling something to himself.  She got up, and headed to the bathroom, since her bladder felt like it was going to explode.  As she came out, she bumped into Lauren, who was waiting her turn to go.  Once they’d finished their bathroom business, the girls headed to the kitchen, since they were the only ones awake.  Nichole sat at the bar, and Lauren leaned against the counter. “So, I think we should make the guys breakfast,” she replied.  “I agree!” Nichole nodded.  
    The two decided to make omelets, bacon, and toast, as they invaded Lance’s fridge.  “So, uh, since you know how to cook, and I don’t, I’ll just, uh, toast the bread,” Nichole replied, watching her friend warm up the pan.  Lauren agreed, and got to her cooking, doing a mental head count as she began to beat the eggs, and cut up the cheese and dice the tomatoes and cilantro.  Just then, JC and Justin walked in the kitchen, JC replying, “Something smells good up in here!“ trying to do his best ‘southern’ accent, then replied, “Morning babe,” as he sat next to Nichole at the bar, wrapping her in a hug, Justin heading over to Lauren, and replying “Morning sunshine!”, putting his arms around her waist.  “Morning!” the girls giggled, Lauren not looking up, not wanting to burn the food.  

    “What’cha cookin’, good lookin’?” Justin asked, sitting next to JC at the bar.  “Shut up,” Lauren replied, sticking her tongue out at him.  “Don’t stick that out unless you plan on using it!” Justin shot back.  “Did I miss something here?” JC asked, a look of pure confusion painted on his face.  “Yeah, you two are a little extra flirty this morning,” Nichole agreed.  “Oh… I dunno,” Lauren said, in a sing song, teasing voice, “Should we tell them, Justin?” Justin shook his head, “Nah!”, then the two began to laugh.  “You finally got the balls and asked her out, huh?” Nichole replied, mater -of- factly. “You mean, I don’t have to keep it a secret that you mumble her name in your sleep every night, anymore?!” JC blurted in laughter, causing Justin to punch him in the arm, “Hey man! I do not!”  Nichole and Lauren were unable to control their laughter at this point, causing Chris, Lance, and Joey to stumble in.  

    “What’s going on in here?” Chris yawned.  “JC is an idiot, that’s what’s going on!” Justin pouted, crossing his arms.  “Oh shut up, you big baby!” Lauren chuckled, “I heard you say my name in your sleep last night, too!”  Justin’s eyes bugged out of his sockets.  “I’m kidding, babe!” Lauren assured him, patting his shoulder, then going back to her cooking.  “Wow, someone knows how to cook in our group of friends, besides me!”  Lance replied, scratching his head.  “Oh you know, I try!” Lauren winked, popping her nonexistent collar.  “Hey, I toasted the bread!” Nichole defended herself.  “Hey, uh, Nichole… I hate to be joy kill, but, that toast you’re bragging about is burning,” Justin replied, pointing to the smoke coming out of the toaster.  “Ahh, man!” Nichole grunted, removing the bread from the toaster.  “It’s okay, baby.  You tried,” JC replied, trying not to laugh.  “So you can’t cook, no biggie.  Justin can’t sing, we all have our flaws,” Chris replied.  Justin smacked him in the back of the head.  “What?! It’s true!” Chris laughed, ducking to avoid Justin’s hand, causing everyone to laugh, Nichole feeling better.  After that, everyone sat around the bar and dug in and ate their breakfast, then getting ready for the busy, crazy day they had ahead… Announcing their reunion.

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