Date: Tue, 8 Jun 2010 23:37:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: A W <druewallace22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Boybands Dizzy Chapter 8 repost

The legal stuff: This is a sexually explicit story (at times) involving
homosexuality. By continuing to read, you affirm under penalties of perjury
that you are not a minor or in the company of a minor and are entitled to
have access to sexually explicit material. The content and opinions
expressed in this story do not imply anything with regard to the sexual
preference of any member of 98 Degrees or other celebrities named
herein. This is a work of fiction entirely.

Author Notes: This is my first piece of work and I would just like to say
thanks to HR for being a great friend and a wonderful and inspiring
writer. I hope you enjoy the story.

Dizzy

`God it's freezing out here.' Drew thought to himself as he wandered around
outside in the snow looking for Andrew. When Drew first left Andrew's
apartment to look for him he had two thoughts. One, Andrew wasn't wearing
any shoes and two, how was he going to find him. Once Drew got outside
though, he realized he could just follow the footprints

Andrew made in the snow. He followed them for about ten minutes until he
was in front of the hotel. He went inside and went to the desk. The clerk
running the desk that night was an older gentleman. When Drew asked him
where Andrew was, the clerk simply responded.

"I was told not to tell anyone that should come looking for him where he
was."

"Well, I need to know where he is."

"And you are?"

"A concerned friend."

"What exactly is wrong with him that he would be walking around outside in
this snowstorm barefoot?"

"That's what I'm here to find out."

"Well I don't think he would be in the gym like he usually is this time of
night when he needs to clear his head." The clerk said handing Drew a
keycard that would allow him access to the gym.

"Thanks." Drew said as he followed the signs that directed him to the
gym. Drew hadn't visited it while they were staying here but he knew it was
a fully stocked gym with an indoor pool, hot tub, shower area, and
sauna. Drew opened the door with the keycard and went into the gym. He
didn't see Andrew anywhere. `Where would I be if I was freezing outside and
had access to the entire hotel? Duh, the hot tub.'  Drew thought before
making his way to the hot tub. When he opened the door, he saw Andrew's
clothes in a corner and saw Andrew himself sitting in the hot tub.

Andrew looked up as the door opened and shut and saw Drew standing before
him.

"You were the last person I expected to see. I would've thought Hunter,
Emma, or Heather would be here." Andrew said leaning his head back and
closing his eyes.

Drew looked at him, studying his upper torso intently. Andrew had a toned
and smooth chest, not as defined as his own or even Nick's, but definitely
not in bad shape. "Did you come here just to stare at me Drew?" Andrew
asked without even opening his eyes.

"No. I came here to bring you home. Everyone is worried about you." Drew
said as he took off his jacket. The heat from the hot tub was causing him
to warm up quickly.

"Drew, I came here to relax and be alone. So you can go back and tell
everyone that I am fine and just want to be alone."

Drew didn't leave. Instead he took off his shoes and socks and rolled up
his jeans so he could stick his feet in the hot tub. "Why didn't you tell
us what was going on?"

Andrew opened his eyes and looked at Drew. "Why do you even care Drew?
After tomorrow, you'll be leavin' Boston and this'll all just be a bad
memory." Andrew said and once again leaned his head back and closed his
eyes.

"Have you stopped to think that maybe we are your friends?" Drew asked.

"Why would 98 Degrees, one of the most popular boy bands, want to be
friends with a nobody waiter? Excuse me, a dyin', cancer ridden nobody
waiter."

"Does it matter why? Let's see though. Maybe because you've been nothing
but nice to us since you waited on us yesterday, you don't treat us like we
are celebrities, and because me and you made out in public earlier today
and don't forget you've witnessed, and not directly, caused one of my most
embarrassing moments in my life." Drew said before peeling off his shirt.

He tossed it into the pile of clothes and stood up and unbuttoned his
jeans. Andrew looked up when he heard his zipper unzipping.

"What are you doin'?"

"I think there is room for two people in that hot tub." Drew said
matter-of-factly and pushed his jeans down his legs. He tossed his jeans
into the pile and stood next to the hot tub in a pair of blue
boxers. Andrew studied this sexy figure in front of him before he dropped
into the hot tub and sat across from him. "This feels good." Drew stated.

Andrew laughed. "Drew, why are you doin' this? Honestly?"

Drew looked at him for a moment. "Andrew, my divorce from Lea was finalized
two months ago. It was a mutual decision between the two of us because we
were living a lie. Lea was my best friend in high school and the only one
who knew my secret. When we formed 98 Degrees and became celebrities, we
got married to hide that secret from the public and from my family out of
fear of what would happen if anyone found out. But we couldn't do it
anymore. I realized one day that I was being selfish for asking my best
friend to pretend to be my wife and sacrifice her happiness because I was
afraid to tell my family I was gay. So, we got a divorce and we are still
best friends and she met someone and is very happy. I thought I would be
happier knowing that I was doing the right thing but I'm not. As a matter
of fact, I'm nowhere near happy because even though our marriage was a lie,
I realized that I wish I was still married to her. I wondered why I felt
like that and realized it was because I want someone to love, like Nick. I
want a stable relationship, someone to call when I am in between
rehearsals, someone to buy presents for, someone to celebrate good news and
occasions with."

"Wow, so what about your public image?" Andrew asked.

"Well, my family and the guys are supportive about whatever I decide to
do. Who knows, it worked for Lance but I'd rather wait. At least until I
have reason to." Drew said.

"Why are you tellin' me all this Drew? I mean you barely know me. How do
you know I won't go the nearest tabloid and sell the story for a couple
hundred bucks?"

"Because, and this is going to sound real cheesy, but when I met you
yesterday and I looked into your eyes, I saw someone who is looking for the
same things I am and when we were joking around today with Nick and the
others, it felt real and it felt good to kiss you when I wanted and to
touch you when I wanted. I don't even know what this is or what it means
but I'm tired of fighting it. Plus, I know you don't need the money."

"You're right, that did sound cheesy." Andrew said with a laugh. When he
saw Drew wasn't smiling at his joke, he took a deep breath. "Drew, you
might not have heard but I am dyin'. I am not exactly in the position to
date right now. And I didn't want to tell anyone because I don't want the
pity. I don't want to be the cancer boy."

"Andrew, you are only dying because you choose to die. There are ways to
fight this and you should. For Emma and Hunter...Heather and Abbey."

Andrew stood up and got out of the hot tub. "I knew it! I knew you were
goin' to do this!" he said while grabbing a towel and started drying off.

"Do what?" Drew asked, obviously confused and still sitting in the hot tub.

Andrew wrapped the towel around his waist. "They sent you to try and talk
me into goin' to the doctor. All that stuff you said..." Andrew couldn't
hold back the tears.

"Was all true." Drew said while getting out of the hot tub and walking over
to Andrew. He put both his arms around him and pulled him into a hug.

Andrew pushed him away. "You don't understand Drew! You think I want to
hurt my friends!? You think I'm being selfish!? You don't get it! I am
savin' them from future pain! How much pain are they goin' to go through
when they are watchin' me die like I watched my entire family die!? How
much pain are they goin' to be in when they feel helpless for knowin' there
is nothing they can do to help me!?" Andrew was crying harder. Drew tried
to hug him again but Andrew backed away. "You don't know what it's like to
wake up and watch each member of your family die and there is not a fuckin'
thing you can do but cry!"

Drew grabbed Andrew's arms and forcefully pulled him into a hug and held
him even though Andrew tried to break free. Eventually, Andrew stopped
fighting him and just cried against his chest. "Did you ever stop to think
about how much pain they are in just knowing you are going to give up
without a fight? It probably hurts them more to know you aren't even trying
to live. They probably think that you don't love them enough to try." Drew
said.

Andrew looked up at Drew. "For the past twelve years, I sat and watched
everyone in my family fight their cancer and try to live. I watched as the
chemo and radiation treatments made them sick and weak, as the surgeries
kept them in the hospitals and away from home, and for what? They just got
worse and worse until it finally killed them. I refuse...I refuse to spend
what time I have left layin' in a hospital bed too sick and weak to do
anythin' for myself because of surgery or chemo or radiation
treatments. What's wrong with just wantin to enjoy my last days with
friends?"

Drew had nothing to say because Andrew was right. Who would want to spend
the rest of their time in a hospital bed? Andrew broke free of Drew's grasp
and sat down.

"What if you lost your family, Nick, Justin, and Jeff? What if you were the
only one left? Would you fight?" Drew didn't know how to answer him. He
wasn't sure what he would do. "What do I have to live for Drew? Huh?"
Andrew asked as he got up and walked over to the pile of clothes. Drew
stood up and moved behind Andrew and wrapped his arms around his
waist. "You have Emma." He whispered into Andrew's ear. "You have
Hunter. You have their parents. You have Heather. You have Abbey. But most
importantly, in my opinion, you have me."

Andrew turned to look at him. He stared into Drew's beautiful hazel
eyes. "I can't have you Mr. Lachey."

"Who says?" Drew asked him curiously.

"What about when you leave Boston? How am I going to have you then?"

"Who says I have to leave Boston?"

"Don't joke with me Drew. You are part of a group that tours the country
and puts on concerts for thousands of fans. Your family lives in Ohio. Why
would you...how could you stay in Boston?"

"Last time I checked, I was a grown man who could do as he pleases. I don't
have to be in Ohio with my family when I can fly to see them whenever I
want and this tour was for a Christmas charity. We are going on hiatus
again for awhile starting in January because we've had a good run and we
all have plans outside of the group."

Drew held Andrew tightly for a couple of minutes. He let him go and picked
up their clothes. "Is there someplace we can dry our clothes before we go
out in the snow with wet underwear?" Drew said laughing.

"Yeah we can use the housekeepin' dryers to dry our boxers and clothes and
sit in the sauna till they are done." Andrew said, wiping his face and
eyes.

Five minutes later, they were sitting in the sauna with only towels around
their waists as they waited for their clothes to finish drying.  Drew was
sitting down, his back against the wall. Andrew was lying down on the bench
with his head in Drew's lap.

Andrew looked up at Drew. "Drew, what you said back in the hot tub about
tired of fightin' your feelings? I was in love once, with a guy I was
datin' in high school. He was absolutely perfect and wonderful and Mr. and
Mrs. Thompson loved him and my sister did too. I thought he and I would be
together forever. We had planned to go to college together, get a place
together, and get married. We had it all worked out but I broke up with
him. After my sister died, I knew...I just knew that I wouldn't live to be
21 like her and my brother so I broke up with him so that I wouldn't have
to see him in pain when I got sick." Drew remained silent, unsure of where
Andrew was going with this. "The way I felt when I was with him is the same
feeling I got when we were kissing each other in the restaurant. Even
though I knew it wasn't real, a part of me wanted it to be real."

Drew was about to say something when Andrew put a finger over his lips.
"I...I think I'm fallin' in love with you and I'm scared of it. Everybody
I've loved has left me and I'm afraid that if I start to love you too, I'll
lose you and I don't think I could take that."

Drew put a finger of Andrew's lips this time and his hand caressed Andrew's
cheek. "I think I'm falling in love with you too Andrew and I am scared too
because I don't want to lose you either but it's your decision on what you
are going to do. Whatever you choose, I promise you...I promise that I'll
be here for you."

A tear escaped Andrew's eye and met with Drew's hand. Drew bent down and
kissed Andrew passionately on his lips. Drew broke the kiss so he could
breathe and continued to look into Andrew's blue eyes.

"Wow that was nice." Andrew said with a smile. "A guy could get used to
that."

"Well, there's plenty more where that came from." Drew said as Andrew sat
up on the bench.

"What do you say we go home and tell everyone the good news?" asked Andrew.

"What good news?" Drew asked.

"Well, you can tell them that you have yourself a boyfriend and the rest
we'll play by ear." Andrew said as he walked to the door. He turned and saw
Drew still sitting down. "You comin'?"

Drew jumped up and ran to Andrew. He picked him up and swung him around
before pulling him into a tight hug. "You mean that?"

"Yes I do." Andrew said laughing. His laughter quickly stopped though.
"Whoa, easy there tiger, I'm starting to feel nauseous." Andrew said
uneasily.

Drew set him down. "Oh shit I'm sorry. You sit here and I'll go get our
clothes." Drew ran out of the sauna and left Andrew sitting alone.

"Just when I thought you really hated me, you surprised me. You took away
my family and with them, my desire to remain here alone. You sent me Drew
for a reason, to show me that I belong here but don't you dare take him
away from me." Andrew said to himself.