Date: Wed, 15 Aug 2001 22:12:36 -0500
From: Wes <wesm22@txk.net>
Subject: Forgottenpast Living Future 2

Author's Note: Hey I'm back, and yes I know this is my fifth story posted
on the archive. I had been toying with this idea for a while. And finally I
decided to act and write it out. Right now I want to list a few stories I
like and people who have helped me with this idea.

Any Path
Brian's Seven Seas Of Loneliness
Model Romance
Just the Truth
Keith and Brian or Brian and Keith
Brian's 10000 Promises
Justin's Dark Angel <----- very good

and many more just can't list them all here right now. All those in the
chat room thanks for your support. I want to Thank NSYNC for what they do
in the music business. David thanks for having this site. And now the one
person I have to thank is Starbolt. Oh and before I forget, I would suggest
you all read JC's thank you in NSA.

Legal Stuff: Okay guys and gals if you aren't supposed to read sexually
explicit material then leave. Or if homosexual content (male & male
relationships) then don't read. Also I do not claim to know everything
about NSYNC and their personalities and their sexuality. This is a fiction
story, it isn't real. the quote at the beginning of the story is from Zelda
Ocarina of Time. The song in this story is by Matchbox Twenty it is called
If You're Gone

Contact info: please send your comments and suggestions to
LilBubbaC@aol.com.  I will delete all flames. Flames aren't really needed
or wanted but there are those who think it is their life's work to send
flames. I also have ICQ and if you wish to contact through that my ICQ nick
is LoneWolf. Or you can find me in the #boybands chat room.


	Crews were putting up the final safety things and checking the
lights. I saw down at the front was a group of five guys huddled together
going over something. I walked down there and tripped over some wires that
were as of yet not set down with tape. Of course one of the guys down in
the front saw it and ran to the person who fell.

"Hey you okay you aren't gonna sue us or anything?"

"Yeah I'm fine just not watching where I was going." I finally looked you
and saw this blonde green eyed person helping me up. He was wearing a mic
set and just comfortable clothes.

"My name is Lance" He said. By now the other four guys made it to us.

"Wes!!!" I heard someone scream and then a set of arms surrounding me in a
tight hug.

"Uh yeah that's my name but umm... who are you."



...And now....

	I watched as this guy's face went from happiness and joy to one of
confusion to one of horror. I don't know what I said or did but I saw tears
forming in his beautiful blue eyes. Slowly with his voice cracking he asked
me the one question on his mind.

"What do you mean, who am I, don't you remember me and the MMC?"

"Umm what is the MMC?" The other blonde spoke up finally.

"The Mickey Mouse Club, you were on it with us." He stated.

"I'm sorry but I really don't remember any of that."

"Then what do you remember?" The scared one asked.

"The only thing I could remember when I woke up was my name."

"Woke up?  Woke up from what?" The guy with the wild hair do asked.

"I had been a coma for about five years or that is what the doctors say."
With this revelation two of the five that was standing went down to the
floor. One actually fainted and the other was trying to catch the other. I
knelt down and helped out but was soon grabbed by two people and carried
away. The two who had grabbed me were I guess bodyguards. They escorted me
out to a police mobile center and explained to the officers there that I
wasn't to be allowed back in. The whole while this was transpiring the rest
of the guys were trying to figure out what just happened.  A few minutes
later the one who passed out awoke searching for someone. He was just about
to go nuts when the two bodyguards returned.

"It is okay now JC, the gentleman who harmed you is in being booked as we
speak." Of course this sent JC off the deep end. Now JC had never and I
mean NEVER been a violent person. But this time he pulled back and released
all of his emotions in one single blow that sent a 275 to 300lb man to the
floor.

"You're fired." Was the last thing JC said before running to the police
center.  I was just sitting there trying to figure out what I had done to
get into this mess. I only came to see a freaking concert, which I really
didn't like their music to well. I guess I had been setting there for about
15 minutes when the door flew open showing a very upset individual.

"I want this man released this instant." A JC said to the officers and
pointing to me. They immediately began to remove the cuffs and tear up the
paper work. I was released but I was damned if I was gonna stay after the
treatment I had received tonight. I looked coldly at the members of NSYNC
and turned to head back to my car. I knew they were following me but I
didn't stop to talk until I got to my car. When I went to open the door, a
hand stooped me.

"Please, don't leave. We weren't trying to set you up or anything. The
guards didn't know what had happened." Lance was telling me. I turned to
look at them with anger in my eyes. Lance backed away from me fearing what
he saw in my eyes.

"Why should I? I was just treated like a fucking criminal for trying to
help someone." I shouted at them.

"We know but we also got you released and fired the guards who did that."
Chris finally spoke up. I had never been so humiliated in my life or what I
could remember anyway. Then I heard a really soft voice speak.

"I'm sorry Wes." When I heard that voice my eyes widened in recognition. I
knew that voice, but I couldn't think of the name. I closed my eyes and
searched my mind. Echoing in the deepest corners was that voice. Slowly a
face appeared. It was of a young boy around the age of 16 17, His eyes were
blue, jet black hair, and a boyish grin that was like a million dollars. I
opened my eyes and there behind Justin was the face, a bit older but it was
the face in my mind.

"J...Josh?" I said as a question towards him. His face turned into a
wandering look trying to figure out what I was going through at that
moment. "Josh" I said more surely. I remember him now. I slowly looked at
Justin's face trying to find something I remembered a small feature or
something. I searched his eyes something familiar about those
eyes. "Randy?" "Randy" I said more clearly with a smile on my face. When I
said that Josh busted out laughing as well as Justin. The others had no
clue as to what was going on. When they quit I spoke.  "Josh I'm sorry,
goes for you to Justin."

"It is okay Wes, do you remember anything else."

"I don't." I sighed. Josh and Justin pulled me into a hug to show me their
support.

	The rest of the night went off with out a hitch. The concert was
great, and I found two more friends from my forgotten past and three new
friends for my future. The guys had to head out fairly soon after the
concert and I headed back to the hotel.

The drive home was uneventful. I wasn't sure how or why I remember the
voice of Josh and then remember Justin, but it happened. I still don't
remember anything else. Since I knew very few people I had no mail when I
got home. The house was dark, and neat. I knew Cindy had been there cause
there was a single coffee cup in the sink. I really didn't know what to
think about the guys. I wasn't sure about things with Josh and Justin.

	Once again life returned to normal or as normal as it was for me. I
would occasionally receive an e-mail or phone call from Justin or
Josh. Mostly letting me know how they were doing. Their tour was soon gonna
end but that is the way with the music business.

**Josh' POV After the concert**

"I'm glad he remembers us Just."

"Me to man." We continued to talk about things we could do now that we had
indeed found Wes again. But it was Lance who brought up a very painful
subject.

"Josh when do you plan on telling him your gay?" The rest of the guys knew
about my sexual preference and they had no problem with it. But only Justin
knew I was in love with Wes. At that question though I lowered my head in
sadness.

"I don't know."

"Hey, don't sweat it, first regain the friendship and trust or let him
anyway, you know he just has woken up not too long ago." Chris said
cheerfully. I smiled and just let the others talk about schedules and
such. I knew Justin was watching me carefully to be sure I would be
okay. Now in thinking back I remember a song by Savage Guarden that sorta
speaks of this kind of situation. It is called I Don't Know You Anymore.

I would like to visit you for a while
Get away and out of this city
Maybe I shouldn't have called but someone had to be the first to break
We can go sit on your back porch
Relax
Talk about anything
It don't matter
I'll be courageous if you can pretend you've forgiven me

Because I don't know you anymore
I don't recognize this place
The picture frames have changed and so has your name
We don't talk much anymore
We keep running from the pain
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again

I know I let you down
Again and again
I know I never really treated you right
I've paid the price
I'm still paying for it every day

So maybe I shouldn't have called
Was it too soon to tell?
Oh what the hell
It doesn't really matter
How do you redefine something that never really had a name?
Has your opinion changed?

Because I don't know you anymore
I don't recognize this place
The picture frames have changed and so has your name
We don't talk much anymore
We keep running from the pain
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again

I see your face
I see your face