Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2000 00:13:38 -0500
From: Susan Rogers <chocolate_cow_angel@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wooing my beloved/Chapter 8

Disclaimer.. This is a work of fiction, I do not know the members of
n'sync or anything about their sexual orientation... Also, if you are
underage, you shouldn't be reading this..
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I looked at Chris, he had made his decision?

I cleared my throat, "You're decision?"

"Yes," Chris said looking at me with serious eyes.

Here was the moment I had been waiting for, Chris was finally going to
tell me wether or not he wanted to be my true love, my boyfriend.

"Um, and what might your decision be?" I asked softly, my whole body
tensing as I stood in the shower gripping the white towel tightly.

"My decision is this, we should go have breakfast with the other guys,"
Chris said bursting into a fit of giggles, and falling to the floor
laughing.

I felt the air woosh out of me, and I felt seriously ill. I didn't find
this joke very funny. In fact, it wasn't amusing at all. I glared at
Chris and brushed by him and into my room, closing the door in his face.

I locked the door, wanting total privacy to wallow in self pity. I
couldn't believe Chris would make such an awful joke. I knew he was
funny, that was one of the reasons I loved him so much. But to give
careless action to my feelings was so hurtful. I suspected this of other
people, but not Chris.

I thought Chris understood me, atleast he seemed to. Yet, this seemed to
be all one big joke to him. Well dammit, it wasn't a joke. If he was
going to be so callous well, so could I! I decided that I didn't want
Chris so bad that I would neglect my feelings, and what I felt was right.
Pretending this didn't bother me, wasn't right. Chris should know that,
he should have thought of my feelings before he was so callous.

I quickly dressed, not even paying attention to what I put on. Then I
made my way to have breakfast with the other guys.

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The rest of my day was awful, and I felt like a robot going through the
motions of being a normal person. Everyone kept asking what was wrong,
but I didn't feel like talking right then. I even avoided Chris. He made
several efforts to talk to me, but I didn't allow it.

I did my best during the concert, and even if I did goof up no one would
notice. All eyes were usually on Justin or J.C. Which didn't bother me at
all. I enjoyed being on stage, and I did it mostly for me, and to make
myself feel good. But tonight I just wasn't all there.

Justin asked me if I wanted to go to a club with them when we returned to
the hotel, but I refused. I opted for staying in my hotel room watching
sappy romance movies and feeling sorry for myself.

Around 2:30 in the am, I heard a knock on the bathroom door. I just
wanted to ignore it, I knew what was behind the door and I just didn't
want to deal with it.

The knocking became more presistant, and I got out of bed. I couldn't
ignore the knocking, because I didn't think Chris would get the hint and
go away.
I unlocked the door and found myself staring a weary looking Chris. He
looked adorable, and for a brief moment my whole composure melted but I
quickly snapped out of that and stood straight and did my best to glare.
Chris just stared at me, with his hands behind his back.

Obviously Chris noticed I wasn't about to speak, so he cleared his
throat.

"Lance, I'm really sorry about what I did earlier. I should have thought
more about what I was doing, and how it would hurt you. i didn't mean to
hurt you at all." Chris said giving me puppy eyes.

"Well you did hurt my Chris, you hurt me a lot." I said softly turning
away and making an attempt to close the door before I started crying.

"Lance... please.. I'm not done." Chris pleaded to me, and I turned back
and faced him...

"I've made my decision, my REAL decision... about us" Chris said softly.

I looked into his beautiful brown eyes.. interested to know the
response...
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Muehehehehehhe AHAHHAHA wahaha..
Ok folks, I had a little bit of spare time.. So i quickly zipped this
off.. it isn't as long as I know some would like but I don't have a lot
of free time to write... So this will have to tide you over :)
Susie Q
chocolate_cow_angel@hotmail.com