The youngest Timberlake

3.It was only a drunken mistake. I swear to you baby.

A/N Y'all there's gonna be some more mature content like drug use etc but it's not gonna be in too much detail. Imma try and make it more classy then trashy ya know what I'm sayin'?

August 27 one year earlier

Troian Timberlake aged 15 turning 16 in November

Nate Fallon aged 16

And the VMA for best music video goes to... Justin Timberlake Mirrors"

The crowd goes wild and fans and artists alike scream for my Dad as he excepts the moon man. I don't really remember his speech. All I really remember is anger. Dad and I were fighting about something, probably something juvenile, but I had put on a happy exterior to mask my petty AF attitude that was bubbling inside me.

Soon the awards were over and there was a party that Dusty Levine, Adam Levine's daughter was throwing. Adam and Behati were out of town for some unknown reason that's not relevant. Dusty was two years older than us, she had just turned 18 and for my squad to have been invited to one of her legendary after parties meant that you were somebody in the industry. Luna Legend, the daughter of John Legend and Chrissy Teigen and one of my closest friends pulled up in the Levine's long and windy drive way and stopped near the open emergency exit gate at the back just in case we had to make a run for it. Silas, Dinah, Zeke, Luna, Nate and I piled out of the SUV and stood outside of the large mansion which almost seemed to rattle the building down to its foundations.

From when we arrived at about 10:30 pm till about 12 is the loud screeching of other drunk, underage teenagers, a faint smell of weed coming in from outside and the constant thumping of the music. I walked over to the Levine's bar and grabbed myself another tequila shot. I luckily got my Dad's ability to hold my drinks very well and it took me a while to get drunk but this drink was the last one and my body went from slightly coherent to straight up drunk.

"Ayeeeee Natteeyyy, wassup with ya boii," I slur as Nate approaches me. Now that I think back, he was obviously drunk but in the moment to me, he seemed like the soberest guy I'd ever met. He offers me another drink which I accept and down almost immediately. I love around to see if I can find any of our group, I find Silas grinding on Renee Pitt-Jolie and Luna pinned up against the wall making out with some guy I don't recognise. I feel Nate's hand grasp mine as he pulls me outside. As we get further out of the house the smell of weed becomes stronger until it's almost all you can smell, all you can breathe in. The blunts were being passed around and after that first hit, it felt as though the trouble and stress from the dumb argument with Dad was lifted off my shoulders. 

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I could feel him kissing my neck. But that wasn't how it started. All he did was kiss me and then we couldn't let go. That kiss was like a drug. The way we ran up to a spare room was exhilarating but I couldn't help but say yes. He couldn't help but say yes. We needed each other or so we thought. The dark room that was once asleep from human contact was awoken by the sound of its door locking, of human moans and later on.. regret. His hands had groped my body and my neck was covered in his love bites as I moaned ever so delicately in his ear. That was it. The day I lost not only my innocence but my integrity. I swore to myself that I would never be that girl. The girl that gets drunk and high that she loses all control over her actions. I never wanted to be the girl who disgraces her family with those regretful actions. Imagine the headline 'Too much to Drink for Troian?' 'Tipsy Troian Timberlake?' or maybe I'll be named Hollywood's new slut instead of America's sweetheart.

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Cut to today. The guy I lost my virginity. My best friend. The boy I wish had never tried to cut ties with is standing before me at two in the morning trying to talk about the night I want to forget. 

"We need to talk about the VMAs. I can't hold this back anymore"

"Nate there's nothing to talk about"

"Yes, yes there is Troian. Ever since that night our friendship has been swirling in this endless cycle of awkwardness to anger and everything in between. Baby a year ago you never would have snapped at me like that" he pleads

"A year ago I was a different person Nate. Remember what you took from me." I argue.

"And what about what you took from me huh? You don't think I wish I wasn't intoxicated when I lost my virginity Troian. I actually care about you and these feelings that keep circulating around my brain won't leave"

"I just kinda figured that, you know, you didn't care you're a guy. Aren't you all supposed to revolve around sex?" I smirk. "You also never called me"

"I never called because I was ashamed. I'm not like most guys. I'd actually would've  liked to have been in a relationship with someone when I lost my virginity. But no, all my personal integrity got flown out the window because of a few drinks and some weed"

He's moved over so that he's next to me on my bed. Our hands next to each other but not quite touching. We sit in silence. He suddenly turns,

"Kiss me"

"Wait what"

"Kiss me" he repeats. "And if you  feel anything, anything at all, maybe we could give us a chance."

His hand covers mine as he holds it in his lap.I stare into his deep dark brown eyes and can see the confusion and the regret that I also feel.

"And if I don't?" I ask, still holding eye contact.

"Then we stay friends no matter what. T this is closure for me as well,"

I let go of his hand and I move it up to his face. I move my thumb in circles on his right cheek until he leans in. He stops. Right before he kisses me. Then our lips connect. It's not just a spark it's the fourth of July fire works. He moves his tongue asking for entrance, which I grant as we explore each others mouths for the first time sober. His hand grazes my waist as he pulls away. We again sit in silence. 

"Well?"

That kiss. I felt a tugging, a earning to be his. To explore what life would be like as Nathaniel James Fallon's girlfriend. All I want to say was one little word.

"No"

A/N

WHY DID I WRITE THAT NOOOOO. I'm so disappointed in myself. I so ship these two. But I'm the author I can do what I want. Also anyone notice JT, Jessica, Nancy and Jimmy aren't home yet?

Anywho

Y'all know the drill,

This has been Timberbiel, Tennessee kid's, I'm out.