Fake Romantics

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning with a hand pressed against my chest. I looked down to see who was touching me. I was shocked to see who was resting against my chest, Natalia. She was sleeping peacefully with me on her bed. This was not good. I had a night stand with a beautiful singer, who I had just met last night. I blamed all the poison drinks I drank to get me drunk and her drunk to make us commit this wrong mistake.

I removed Natalia's hand from my body and tried to find my clothes at the same time. I was freaking out that I let this happen last night. I thought after a few drinks we'd exchange numbers and become friends, not sleep with her. When I was looking for my jeans, I felt Natalia move positions. That made it a little bit more difficult of looking for my clothes. What made it worse was this nasty headache that made it hard to even think where I left my clothes.

After a few minutes of searching for my damn pants, I heard some groans. I quickly zipped my jeans on and picked my shirt from the previous night, and put it on. I had to get out of Natalia's house before she ever woke up. But that wasn't going to happen, since she woke up just when I was tying my shoelaces.

"Justin? What are you doing here?" She sat up, rubbing her forehead.

I finished tying the lace and stood straight in front of her. "I don't think you remember." I said. "You were drunk last night, I was too. We came back to your place, we have sex. Doesn't ring a bell?"

Natalia took a moment to remember last night. She rose her right eyebrow. "Are you sure? All I remember was talking to you in the bar."

"Then what do you have to say about waking up naked?" She looked under the sheets, and rapidly covered her body.

"That was a bad move." She clutched on the sheets.

"Yeah. Do you think we can be friends and forget this ever happened?" I insisted.

"We can be friends, but I think it's going to be hard forgetting having a one night stand with Justin Timberlake. Every girl's fantasy." She smirked. I was starting to get another view of Natalia and I wasn't that pleased. "I'm kidding. Of course I'm going to forget about it. I want us to be friends too. No biggy."

That relieved me. I laughed it out. "Nice. Do you want my number? Just so we can keep in contact with each other."

"Okay."

She took my phone and put in her number in the contacts. "There. Now you can go and stalk me." She smiled.

"Nice try. If I would ever stalk you." I said.

"Then why else would you want my number?"

"Okay, you got me. I gotta run home and change, before I'm late for work. I think you've already heard I'm releasing another album." I tucked my phone inside my front pocket.

"Well you better get going, mister sexyback." She reached for her bra that hung at the end of the bed.

I went and gave her white bra to her. She thanked me and I left her to change. I did make sure I'd text her so she could have my number. I was going to be late. I hoped the guys wouldn't get mad especially Johnny, my manager.

*******

"Great job, guys!" Johnny told the crew recording the songs one more time. "We can do sound check once we are on stage, next week."

"Does that make it break time?" Someone cried out.

"Sure! Let's take thirty." Johnny dismissed us.

I gathered all my things from the recording studio and left out the door in a breeze. Walking outside, I came upon the person I least wanted to be here.