**This is my first nsync/justin fanfic so I hope it doesn't suck too
much. Just as a disclaimer, I don't own these guys!! I don't any much
of anything besides cute clothes, makeup and cds,lol. The characters
Kristina and Krystal is me and my best friend and everything they
talk about has happened in real life!**
It had been a long night for the band N*Sync. They had gotten back
together to promote their newest cd and had to work overtime since
everyone figured that they broke up because of Justin's break out
career as a solo artist. Sure they loved hanging out with each other
and meeting the fans but boy could it be tiresome and they were
seeing that for themselves tonight. After their third show at the Joe
Louis Arena in Detroit they were ready to hit the hay. They honestly
didn't care where they laid down as long as if a pillow was involved.
It was their last night and the city and they'd be on their way to
Ohio afterwards. With much convincing they stayed over in Motown and
slept in a real bed and not those flimsy things they called a bed on
their tour bus. All 5 tired guys shuffled their ways into the
Athenaeum, a really posh hotel downtown blocks from the Joe for a
night of sleep, sleep and um, more sleep.
"Hi, do you guys have anymore rooms?"
"Let me check" the front desk clerk checked the computer over and
over looking for a room to accomadate the guys. While they waited,
tiredly Justin began to stare off into space.
{Please Lord let them have a room, I don't think I can take another
step.} Just he thought about a nice soft bed out of nowhere she
emerged. An angel, or at least in his eyes. She walked into the hotel
wearing a tan off the shoulder sweater and tight low rider jeans. She
was so beautiful. Her butter pecan skin glowed, her reddish brown
hair that laid on her shoulder flowed and her dark brown eyes seemed
so mystic, even from afar. If his heart was beating, he couldn't feel
it. He was mesmired by this beauty who seemed to be walking his way.
Slowly he stood up from the counter and stared at her. She was coming
closer and closer and closer and right past him, huh? She totally
passed him. She walked up to the front security, showed a badge or a
card and kept walking. What was up with that? No, no, no, she wasn't
supposed to keep walking. He wasn't sure if it was the lack of sleep
and food but this spark that flowed through his entire body let him
know one thing and one thing only; this girl was his soul mate. Call
him crazy but he just knew. He almost could imagine it now and just
when he was ready to follow her a arm gripped around his.
"Dude where are you going?" Joey asked. "Our room is this way."
"Huh?"
"He's sleepier than he looks" laughed Lance.
"Must be, come on."
"No guys you don't understand, I just saw my soul mate walk right
pass me."
"If she was your soul mate why would she walk right pass you?"
"I don't know! I gotta find her." Now the rest of the guys were
looking at Justin like he was crazy now. He was talking about
some `soul mate'. Didn't he know that stuff didn't exist? Ask
Britney.
"You need rest, now." Chris grabbed Justin's arm, to his dislike and
carried him along with them to their conjoined rooms on the third
floor.
{I know they think I'm crazy but I saw her! I know I did! God please
let me see her again!} Justin and the guys got down and laid down in
their comfy beds. The bright lights from the Greektown Casino across
the street was shaded by their black drapes which made it all the
more perfect for rest. But there was one out of the fold that
couldn't sleep and that was Justin. He just kept seeing her face over
and over again in his mind. Why was she haunting him so? Tried as he
did, she just wouldn't let go and he didn't want to. With the help of
some sleep medication Justin finally gave way to a deep slumber.
Morning came and everyone woke up around 8. They didn't have to be in
Ohio till 3, so that gave them time to eat breakfast before leaving
out of town.
"So Justin, where's your soul mate?" Joey laughed.
"Shut up."
"Leave Justin alone, he was just probably really tired and saw
things."
"No I didn't!! I saw her alright, she was beautiful and she looked
like Mya, except better."
"Sure Justin, sure." Why didn't anyone believe him? Had he made it
up? Had he really dreamt up some girl from sleep deprivation? Why'd
it seem so real?
"Look Krystal you know I'm here for you, you're my best friend!"
"Thanks, I know I can always count on you."
"Girl you know it. Hey remember when we first came here to help
decorate for the prom before us and we just ran around the place?"
she laughed.
"Yeah, but nothing beats our prom here."
"Did we look good or what?"
"Totally" they laughed. Besides staying after prom that night, this
was the first time in almost 3 years that they had been at the hotel.
It was a little rich for their blood but last night Krystal,
Kristina's best friend got in another argument with her family. She
wouldn't have been here if her friend Kia who they both went to high
school with, hadn't paid for the room and at the last minute couldn't
make it. After a long talk last night and a few movies to remind them
of their teenage years, Krystal was back on track. Both wanted to get
some breakfast but it seemed so crowded downstairs that it might be
an option.
"Look just get me something to drink, I'll make us something to eat
at home."
"Alright, what do you want?"
"Anything that doesn't have strawberries."
"Alright."
"I'll go get the car." Krystal went to get the car while Kristina
went to get drinks.
"What can I get you?"
"Um, two large orange juices please." Kristina ran her naturally long
nails against the table. It was so crowded that it'd be awhile for
something as simple as an orange juice. It little too long, Kristina
got frustrated and decided to leave. As she walked through the café
she felt a pair of eyes on her but couldn't exactly figure where they
were coming from.
{Girl you are paranoid.}
There she was walking on the other side of the café! Justin had to
get the other guys to see her.
"There she is!" Justin pointed her out to his friends.
"That fine piece with the tan sweater?"
"Yeah."
"Damn."
"No I see why you were buggin'"
"I gotta talk to her."
"Dude we're in disguses! You'll blow our cover!" Lance warned.
"Hey, we're about to leave anyways, I can't let her get away."
"Alright fine." Justin jumped from the table and ran to her. To his
luck she was right in front of him. She abruptly stopped, causing him
to run right into her. Quickly she jumped around to see the jerk the
bumped into her when there was obviously enough sidewalk for everyone.
"Excuse you!" When she turned around her whole demeanor changed. She
thought that maybe coming in so late she was seeing things but that
was definitely Justin Timberlake standing behind her. She thought she
saw him last night but chalked it up to someone who just looked like
him. She was never really a big fan of the group because she was a
fanatatic of Backstreet Boys, but she had to admit, little Justin was
a cutie. But she wasn't some little teenybopper that was ready to
flip her wig cuz Justin Timberlake was standing in front of her, she
was 20 years old for Pete's sake.
"Sorry."
"Its ok, are you ok?"
"I'm not sure." Kristina began to look confused, but he just
laughed. "I'm not sure if I'll be ok if I don't get to know you."
{Yeah right, Justin Timberlake wants to get to you know? Tah!}
Justin looked at her, as she looked at him skeptically. He really
meant what he said.
"I mean it, I saw you last night and I was captivated." Wow no one
had ever said anything like that to her. Swallowing the lump in her
throat, a smile slowly graced her face which made him smile. She had
a gorgeous smile.
"Kristina" she smiled, holding out her hand to shake.
"Justin, very nice to meet you." Justin returned her handshake
happily. It was as if when their bodies touched, even as simple as a
handshake made everything complete. This was only the beginning of
great things to come.
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