Date: Sun, 23 Sep 2001 14:31:24 +0000
From: Dannii Ree <raindrops79@hotmail.com>
Subject: "the love we have" chapter 18

I don't have much to say today... exept for the disclaimer, of course..
*sigh* We don't know them. This is all made up. Completely fiction. We
don't want to imply that one of the guys is gay. Got it?

Have fun reading!!! Feedback... please??


Chapter 18 by Dannii


When he reached Justin's room, he could hear him talking to somebody
through the door.  Curiously he opened the door and found Justin sitting on
the bed, with the telephone receiver cradled between his ear and shoulder,
talking to somebody while he tried to untie his shoelaces and pull the
shoes off.

"I know, grandma, I'm so sorry. I completely forgot to call, so much
happened since we moved. - Yes, college started yesterday. - No,
everything's fine. - Yes, mom is all right. - Jim is nice, yes... what? -
Oh, his name is Joshua. And he's really nice."  Justin smiled at JC, still
struggling with the shoelaces. JC smiled back, relieved to see that Justin
was fine and that he didn't say anything to scare him off. Seeing Justin
struggling with both his shoes and the phone, he knelt down in front of him
and began to untie one of his shoes.  Justin smiled at him thankfully.

"I know, grandma... you have your weekly Bingo Meeting now, right? - Yes, I
promise I'll call you again soon. If something happens, you have our number
now. - And give grandpa a kiss from me. - I'll do that. - Bye, grandma." He
hung up just as JC finished untying the first shoelace. He pulled at the
shoes Justin was wearing, but they wouldn't come off. He pulled harder, and
Justin tried to help him by pulling in the opposite direction.

The next thing he knew was that suddenly, JC was stumbling, one shoe in his
hands, falling onto his back and hitting his head on the leg of Justin's
desk with a loud `thump'.  Immediately Justin was kneeling besides JC, who
was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his face twisted into a
grimace.

"Josh? Oh God, Josh, are you all right?  Say something, please," he
pleaded.

JC opened his eyes slowly and blinked.

"Ju- Justin? What happened?"

Justin looked at him concerned. "You hit your head, Josh. Just a second
ago."

JC grimaced. "That explains the pain in the back of my head."

Justin didn't know if JC was kidding or if he really didn't remember his
fall, so he carefully moved his hands under JC's head to feel for any bumps
or anything else. He gasped when he pulled his hand back and saw blood on
it.

"My god, Josh, you're bleeding!! - Don't move, I'll call the ambulance."
But JC stopped him by putting a hand on his arm.

"Don't be silly, Justin. This is nothing, just a tiny cut, I'm all right,
ouch!!" he cried out when he tried to sit up. Justin had a determined look
on his face.

"That's it. Nothing, huh? I'll call the ambulance, and you can't do
anything to stop me." He grabbed the phone receiver that was still lying on
his bed and began to dial, but JC interrupted him again.

"Justin, please. You can drive me to a doctor if you want, but no
ambulance, please. It's no emergency, it's just a small cut. Come on." He
looked at the curly headed boy with pleading eyes, and Justin instantly put
the receiver back down.

"Okay, Josh. Wait, I'll help you up." He leaned down and carefully grabbed
JC by the waist, amazed by how slim he was. He slowly pulled him up to his
feet; all the while JC moaned quietly in pain. <God, what would I give to
hear him moan because of me...  stop that, Justin!> Justin thought and very
slowly led JC out of the room and down the stairs, where he told him to
wait a second. He sprinted into the kitchen and wrote down a short note for
his mom and Jim so that they wouldn't worry, then he was back with JC and
brought him outside.  In the driveway they stopped, and Justin sighed.

"Okay, now we have a problem", Justin said and looked at JC's BMW, the only
car standing there. "We don't have a car." JC looked at him like he was
crazy.

"No car? And I thought I was the one who hit his head. Justin, what do you
think is standing there in front of you?" In spite of his condition, JC
looked slightly amused.

"That is your car. But - I can't drive that! I'm sure it was very
expensive, and you love the car, and well, it's a standard! I've never
driven a car like that!" Justin exclaimed. JC sighed.

"It's not so difficult, Just. I'll explain you how to drive it. Really,
it's no big deal. I trust you.  And it's not too far to the doctor." Justin
looked at JC with doubt, but helped him in the car nevertheless. He grabbed
the key JC was handing him and put it into the ignition.

"Really, Josh, this is a stupid idea. What if something happens, I don't
want you to get more hurt than you already are. Let's just call the
ambulance, or grab a cab, or something like that. I want you to arrive at
the doctor's save." JC closed his eyes for a moment and nodded finally, but
not without twisting his face again.

"Maybe you're right. But then let us grab a cab. But let's hurry, it's
starts to hurt like hell."

Justin looked at JC concerned and noticed that he was a bit paler than
before.

"You wait here, I'll call us a cab. I'm so sorry, Josh." He squeezed JC's
hand apologetically and jumped out of the car before JC could say
anything. JC grabbed the back of his head to prevent that blood came onto
his car seats and leaned his head back into the seat.

<Damn>, he thought. <Damn, damn, damn. Ouch!>

****

45 minutes later they were back home. The cut had not been as small as JC
had thought, and the doctor had to stitch it. Fortunately he just had to
shave a tiny bit of JC's hair of, at a place where it couldn't be seen, and
both Justin and JC were relieved. The doctor had also diagnosed a slight
concussion.

Justin unlocked the front door of the house and grabbed JC around the waist
to help him into the house.

"Justin", JC sighed. "I can walk alone, really. It's not so bad." But
nevertheless he enjoyed the feel of Justin's warm arm around his body.
Justin shook his head.

"No, JC, let me help you. It's my fault that you are hurt, and I'll help
you, if you want it or not."

"Justin, it's *not* your fault", JC objected. "It was my stupidity." He let
Justin lead him up the stairs into his own bedroom, where Justin pulled
back the covers of JC's bed and gently pushed JC down on the bed.

"You'll lay down now, Josh. No arguing! Are you hungry? I'll bring you
something if you want." Justin said.

"No thanks, Curly, I'm not hungry. Remember, we just had the chicken
before... the accident." JC began to pull off his jeans and Justin helped
him with the shoes, then JC lay back on the bed and let Justin pull the
covers over him.

Justin sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at JC.

"Does it hurt much?" he wanted to know. JC shook his head and grimaced.

"Ouch! No, only when I move me head to fast", he joked, and Justin grinned
lightly.

"Then don't do it! - Are you sure that you want to go to class tomorrow?
Cause I think that you should stay here, you need rest." Justin softly
stroked JC's hair and smiled when JC closed his eyes and sighed.

"I don't want to miss anything, Justin. It's not so bad. You heard the
doctor, he said that I could decide it for myself. And I don't want to
leave you alone, it's only the third day!" he mumbled. He couldn't see the
big grin on Justin's face, because his eyes were still closed.

"Aw, Josh. I don't want you to go to college just because of me when you
don't feel good.  Okay? Why don't you sleep for a while, and we'll see if
you'll feel better then. And tomorrow you can decide if you want to go to
class or not." He continued stroking JC's hair and cheek while he spoke,
and JC put his hand on Justin's and squeezed it tightly.

"Thank you, Just. I'm so glad that you are here." Justin swallowed and
leaned down to kiss JC on the cheek.

"And I'm glad that I am here. And now you'll try to sleep, I'll be in my
room in case that you need something. Okay?" he asked.

"Okay", JC mumbled, to tired to stay awake much longer. Justin smiled at
him, thinking how cute he looked, laying there in the bed, covers up to his
chin. As silently as possible he tiptoed out of the room and closed the
door behind him.

JC opened his eyes briefly when he heard the door close, then he closed
them again, smiling.

<At least there's one good thing that came out of it all>, he thought
before he fell asleep.

TBC...
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