The youngest Timberlake

5. Two can play at this game

I can't believe this. I literally cannot believe this. Last night, it was literally last night when Nate told me he wanted me, he was willing to risk ruining our little group for us and now.. Ugh this is why I don't even attempt to put my feelings out there.  When they finished exchanging saliva I noticed who the blonde was. Mahogany Spears, daughter of Britney Spears. Ok first like what kind of name is 'Mahogany' I mean its better than naming your child 'Apple' but like, you literally named your child after a type of wood. Effie Trinket be pointing at your child yelling "THAT IS MAHOGANY". 

Anyway..

I feel the floorboards of the deck creak beneath me and I already sense that it's Silas. It's a twin thing. He notices Nathaniel and Mahogany sitting hand in hand in the swinging chair attached to the Fallon's oak tree. We make eye contact as he glances down at me sympathetically. He doesn't have to say anything, he can tell nothing he will say will make me feel better. I keep telling myself it's no big deal. It's a guy. I'm a strong independent woman who doesn't need no man. Who am I kidding, I'm pretty sure that phrase is used mostly as an excuse for women who are still single. This was the guy I tossed and turned at night for. Everything he did was so intoxicating to me, his smile, his hair and those deep brown eyes that draw you in and time stops. 

I feel Silas move me from the deck and back inside. I'm shocked. I waited to long. I want to just bash my head up against the kitchen cabinets but I can't Uncle Jimmy and Dad are in there, and I really don't want to discuss this issue with them. At all. 

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I get ushered into a Mercedes by my father as I head off for dinner with my parents, Silas, Uncle Jimmy, Aunt Nancy, Winnie and unfortunately Nathaniel. I car ride is awkward. Well at least to Nate and I. Dad and Jimmy are doing their Barry and Robin Gibbs impressions much to the amusement of the mothers and Silas and Winnie. Having Nathaniel squished up against me isn't helping. 

By the time we've finished the thirty minute drive and arrived at the Italian restaurant Nate and I haven't made any direct conversation with each other. That is until we get seated across from each other at dinner. Which is you know great. I mean how many girls get to sit across from the guy who played with her heart just hours after he had his tongue down another girls throat. Thank you universe for this opportunity. Please note my sarcasm. 

The dinner wasn't as bad as I was expecting though. There was a lot of tour and music talk coming from Silas but it was bearable. I reached over and grabbed my second bread stick from the joint container that was passed to Nate and I. Nate stares at me and opens his mouth to say something but I don't want to hear his voice directed at me, I might lose it. 

"I'm just going to go to the bathroom" I tell the table, receiving the responses of "ok", and "sure thing sweetie" from the 'mature' adults and a "shut the fuck up I'm eating a bread stick" from Silas.  Gotta love that love.

As I make my way to the bathroom I pass another crowded table and I realise it's the Kardashian-Jenner clan. Not gonna lie their show is legit my guilty pleasure. As I glance through their little crowd I lock eyes with a guy. Mason. Mason Disick, eldest son of Scott Disick and Kourtney Kardashian. He looks shocked. I bet I have something in my teeth. Wait he can't see if there's stuff in my teeth he's to far away. You're good Troian, just wave to be polite and not look like an imbecile or stalker. Ok great he has acknowledged my greeting. OH FUCK HE'S COMING OVER. It's ok, you're an actress just act as though you're not star struck or extremely attracted to him. Do not mention your dreams starring him ok. 

"Hey, you're Troian Timberlake right?" he asks me as he walks over. 

Ok be cool, natural, go with the flow.