Alone

Chapter 12

- Justin's POV -

I've been on tour with Christina for a few weeks and I can definitely tell that she's in a bad place right now. She spends her nights drinking alone and then spends her days in the bedroom of her tour bus. She told me that her and her boyfriend are fighting so I'm pretty sure that's the reason for her isolation. I decided that I should call Jorge and ask him to sort this shit out with Christina.

"Hello?" He asked, answering the phone.

"Hey this is Justin Timberlake."

"Oh hi. You're touring with Christina right?"

"Yeah that's actually what I'm calling about. Christina's not doing so well, she's drinking all night and locking herself away all day. I'm starting to worry about her."

"Shit. What City are you guys in?"

"We're actually heading into LA in a couple of hours. If you want you can come by the Staples Centre at around 2pm."

"Yeah, I'll be there. Thanks Justin."

"I'm not doing this for you. You've caused her too much pain Jorge. Don't hurt her again." I said as I hung up the phone.

- Christina's POV -

It was around 2pm when i was disturbed by a knock on the door.

"Go away." I groaned.

"Christina it's me, Jorge."

I didn't say anything in response so he just let himself in.

"Babe...you look horrible." He said. At least he was being honest.

"Thanks." I said sarcastically.

"If you're doing this because of our fight, I am so sorry."

Those words made me come to a realization. I'm a mess and it's because of him.

"Jorge, I can't be with you."

"What!? Why!?"

"Because just look at me. We aren't good for each other, it's the same god damn story every time. We fight, you walk out, I end up wasted. It's a continuing cycle and I don't think I can last one more. We can't be together."

He sighed, "I know. As much as I hate to say it, you're right. I love you so much, Christina. Just know that if this relationship wasn't hurting you then there would be now way in hell that I would ever leave you." He then kissed me and as much as I love him, the only person I pictured kissing me was Jordan. He then got up to leave but I stopped him.

"Was it Jordan?" I asked.

"What?"

"Was Jordan the one who called you to the hospital that day?"

He sighed, "Yes." He then walked out, not saying another word.

I sat there and cried, not only because I had lost Jorge but because I was falling uncontrollably in love with Jordan. The past few weeks I had been thinking of Jordan, I had felt something strange and it wasn't until now that I realised what it was. From the moment I laid eyes on him to the moment he kissed me, I felt it. It was like a fire raging inside of me. Then what Jorge just said to me confirmed it. After all this time I had finally figured out what I felt for him. I was completely and totally in love with Jordan Bratman.

"Hey, you alright?" I heard someone ask from behind me.

I turned around and realised it was Justin, "Yeah, I'm great." I sniffled, wiping my tears.

"Really? Cause I just saw Jorge walk out of here crying and you look like you've been crying so do you want to talk about it?"

"We broke up. I don't really want to talk about it right now."

"Oh, I'm sorry. How about we go out tonight? You know, to a club or something, just to get your mind off things."

"I'm not sure Justin."

"C'mon, you deserve to have a good time." He said smiling. I realised he was right. I shouldn't have to sit around and drown in my emotions. I should be enjoying what little time I have with Justin. I barely see him anymore and for the past few weeks I've been selfishly wasting my time with him.

"Fuck it. Let's have some fun!" I said, throwing my hands in the air.

"There's my girl!"

****

It was around 11pm when Justin and I arrived at a club with a few of our dancers. We would only get a couple hours here, seeing as we needed to be back in time to leave for the next city. We were all sitting in a booth at the back, having a good time when Justin whispered something to me.

"I need you to do me a favour." He said.

"What kind of favour?" I asked.

"I've been told that Britney is here. If she comes towards us, I need you to kiss me."

"What! Why?"

"I can't bare to talk to her. If she sees me kissing someone else then she won't try and talk to me."

"What about me? She'll be just as angry at me as she is with you. Don't forget Justin, she was my bestfriend."

"Exactly, she was you're bestfriend. Just do this for me please. It's pretty dark in here too, she might not even know it's you."

I thought about it for a while before I spoke, "Fine but no tongue, that's nasty."

He laughed and replied, "Don't worry, there will be no tongue involved."

I sat there for a while and thought about the decision I had made. I did it for Justin who is my current best friend but I would be hurting Britney, who used to be like a sister to me. I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts by Justin grabbing me and kissing me. I pulled away and saw Britney out of the corner of my eye but she wasn't looking our way.

"Did she see?" I asked.

"I'm not sure." He replied.

"Why would she look over here anyway? I mean you guys broke up for a reason."

"I just want to do to her what she did to me." He said.

"I'm going to get some more drinks, I'll be back." I said, as i got up and walked over there. When I was coming back I bumped into someone, spilling my drinks a little bit.

"Dude, watch where you're going!" I shouted.

"Christina?" The guy asked.

I squinted so I could see his face a little better and quickly realised who it was, "Adam? What the hell are you doing here?" I asked.

"Justin called me and said he was going to be here tonight so I got Jordan-"

"Jordan's here?" I asked, cutting him off.

"Yeah he's right over there." Adam said as he pointed to Jordan standing on the opposite side of the club.

"Oh cool. Well Justin and I are sitting in the back corner. You can come sit with us if you want?"

"Yeah, let me just go grab Jordan."

I nodded as I made my way back to Justin. It wasn't long until Adam came over with Jordan tagging behind. They sat down and we all talked, things were going great until the agreement I made with Justin came back to bite me on the ass. Out of no where he grabbed me and kissed me, being the good friend that I am, I went along with it. Although I completely forgot that Jordan was right next to us. Again, I fucked everything up. After me and Justin stopped, Jordan got up and walked away. I saw him go out the back of the club so I got up and followed him outside.

"Jordan, wait!" I called.

"Why should I?"

"It's not what it looks like, I was just doing Justin a favor. There's nothing going on between us."

"How am I supposed to believe you?"

"You don't need to believe me, you just need to trust me."

"I don't know if-" I cut him off by kissing him. I caught him by surprise but it didn't take him long to kiss back.

I pulled away and smirked, "Trust me now?"

He laughed, "Definitely."