The youngest Timberlake

4.So close yet so far from love

"No" 

"What do you mean no?"

"I mean I don't feel anything"

"Troian won't you just-"

"You asked me to kiss you and I felt nothing. Now can you just leave me alone, I have a photoshoot tomorrow" 

I don't watch him as he walked out, but I stare at the door once he's closed it. I'm such a dumb ass.

                                                              ****

"Now Troian you recently began acting in the show Gilmore Girls along side the handsome Mr Even Gosling, how does your father Justin Timberlake feel about the speculation of romance between you two? After all he did act along side his father Ryan Gosling back in the 90s," asked some reporter with a basic name I can't remember.  This one's a nosy one. 

"A romance! You have to be kidding. There is absolutely nothing going on between me and Evan, he's like my little brother, I mean that just seems weird to me. So I guess Dad is fine with it because it's purely speculation" I laugh.

"Ok ok so no romance," the reporter chuckles. Jane? Was her name Jane? Or Janice?

"Is there anybody you have your eye on then. I mean a 16 year old girl like you must be interested in some one"

No matter how hard I try, I can't stop myself from thinking about Nate's dark brown eyes. Intoxicating to say the least.

"Well not really, I'm focussing on my career and education"

"Oh"

Suck it no story for you lady whose name I cannot remember. 

"What about music. Your father has had such a exceptional and long career in the industry and with Silas going on tour in a few months with the Weeknd is there any hope for music from you?"

You have got to be kidding me.

"Ahh no not at the moment. Making music isn't really at the top of my to-do list right now. Besides I don't really sing."

"Oh so Justin Timberlake's daughter can't sing?"

"I never said I can't, I simply said I don't" I snap. This reporter is really starting to annoy me. 

"Oh.. um ok" the reporter says awkwardly.

I glace over to where my publicist Lucinda is, her death stare of doom sends the clear message for me to reel in my attitude.

"It was nice meeting you Troian, this has been Janice Gloria back to you Ryan"

So her name was Janice. 

                                                              ***

At about noon I finally make it back to Uncle Jimmy's, where Dad and Jimmy are complaining about whose grilled cheese is better. To  put it out there. No bias at all. It's my fuzzah's. Anyway as per usual Silas is asleep on the couch. Legit he can sleep anywhere it's not funny. And Nate is no where to be found. Perfect, I guess.

The doorbell rings and Luna walks through the front door

"Girl wassup" she screeches, unsurprisingly not waking up the ass hole that is my brother.

"All of the things I literally can't Lu" 

She stops and peers over the couch where Silas is sleeping. She smiles. 

"What?"

"It's just" she moves a lock of Silas' hair, "boys are so cute when they sleep" 

Aw hell no