Catching Feelings

40

When I wake up the next morning I have a headache but feel much better than I did when I went to sleep. I'm thankful that we have a full schedule today as I'm just not in the mood to talk to Justin. I make my way to the bathroom and find him in the shower. He throws me a 'good morning' when he sees me through the glass of the shower door but I ignore him and go make myself a cup of coffee. I hear him stepping out of the shower moments later. We are running late as usual so I rush past him and jump in the shower myself. He doesn't say anything else to me, gives me the "I'm sorry, I'm sad face' but it doesn't work today. This is serious shit. Hopefully I will have the chance to talk to Scooter while Justin is rehearsing for SNL.

We ride over in the car quietly, still not speaking. When we pull up to Rockefeller Center there are tons of fans around screaming for pictures. We rush past them quickly, he doesn't have the time to stop and as usual they begin hurling insults at him. I see how this could easily get to a person. I find myself completely in awe when we are safely inside. He nudges me with his shoulder and grins. "Pretty sick huh" I nod in agreement and give him a little smile. There are too many people around to do or say anything else. Scooter is already there talking to the cast and writers when we arrive at the reading table. Justin introduces me as his assistant. I say my hellos before making my way back out of the room so that he can concentrate and so that I'm not in the way. My job today is to be nearby if he needs anything but not in the midst of the table read. Scooter is soon behind me. We kinda wander around taking everything in and making small talk. I decide that this is the best opportunity I have to talk to him. "Hey Scoot, there's something I need to talk to you about"

He looks at me with a raised eyebrow. "Sure, everything okay?"

I shrug my shoulders a little. "Eh not really..I'm worried about Justin."

He sighs loudly and widens his eyes "Yea..tell me about it..is there something I don't know?"

I feel awkward, not really sure what to say. I don't want to sell him out but.. "He just seems to be getting burned out. His behavior has been odd lately..."

He laughs a little trying to lighten the mood. "Justin? odd? You don't say..."

I smile up at him as we are making our way into a conference room "We can talk in here, I have some papers to sign and I have a meeting in 10 minutes..." I sit down at the table across from him, this isn't exactly how I saw this going. 10 minutes isn't enough time to really talk about anything.

"So is there anything else going on with him?" He says absentmindedly spreading some documents out on the table.

I cross and uncross my legs nervously "I just..I don't know..He's just been going out a lot and I don't know he's just different."

He rests his elbows on the table giving me all his attention. "I've definitely noticed a change in him..Is he smoking all the time now?"

My eyes refused to meet his, I bite my lip and nod. "It's not just that though Scooter..He's been doing that since I started working for him..it's something else..He always seems stressed and then he leaves and comes back and then he's fine. He just seems like he thinks he can do whatever he wants..Does that even make sense?" I find that I'm rambling, scared to actually say what has really been going on but dancing my way around it.

He stops and thinks for a moment. "I'll talk to him..He gets like this sometimes..The kid works hard and since he's turned 18..well..."

I interrupt him "He thinks he has all the control and can do whatever he wants."

He sucks his teeth "Yep that sounds like him..He's a good kid..He knows right from wrong and what he needs to do but I'll have a chat with him..Hopefully he's learning to be more discreet and no more pictures get leaked."