My Best Friend (a Justin Timberlake Fan Fiction)

Tunnel Vision

Joyce's POV~

"I want to help you, I know you love music more than anything, you have to get writing and performing again." I said to him directly to his face in a tone that couldn't get more serious.
He hugged me and said, "Good, because I really don't think I'll be able to do this one without you."

How could I not. It was literally the least I could do. This man has been with me since the moment we met, and never left my side. Even when he used to tour, he would call and Skype me regularly. We both talked about everything with each other. And now that I'm growing and maturing even more along with my responsibilities, my agenda is quickly filling itself up. We haven't even talked as much as we used to, but that was all going to change.

"Wait! You hear that?" I proclaimed.
Justin looked at me funny and asked, "what? What is it?"
I paused for a moment looked at him and my stomach growled loudly. "That!" I said pointing to my stomach. "Man I'm hungry! I'll make us both a little something." I said loudly and ran to the kitchen. He followed. We agreed in scrambled eggs. As I was finishing up and I had put everything on the table I reached for my notebook with ideas and my notebook where I organized how the 'idea' was going to more or less sound like.

"Bruh, I'm hungry, would you bother helping me please???" I asked him while cracking open the eggs.
He looked up at me from his phone, rubbed his eyes and said,
"Uhh... I really don't want to...but I'm hungry so I guess I will." He was said in a joking matter and walked up to me.
I studied him for a few seconds and stared at his face, it was perfect, his eyes were something to die. I lost myself in space and he caught me looking at him, he asked, "What is it? Did you draw something on my face this morning again?" I looked away and laughed a little to myself and responded, "No, it's just that I was remembering those curls you used to rock when you proclaimed, 'It's Gonna Be Me!!'"
He laughed along with me. Jeez I should really control my staring problems.

Justin's POV~

"Oh please. You just wish you had that kind of hair!" I loudly proclaimed. We both laughed.

She stood by the light that came in through the living room and kitchen windows, it was gorgeous outside, but the sunlight made her look like the main accessory to it's nature. She looked radiant. I was staring at her from the farthest kitchen counter, until she looked back up from the table, I quickly turned my gaze downwards to the floor.
"Well, breakfast is ready, take a sit your majesty." She nodded towards the empty seat I always took when we ate together. I sat down.
"Hey. Uhh Justin , h-how are you doing today? You better there buddy? I know you don't like it when I baby you like that but do understand my position and my devotion to you." I looked up immediately, nodded and said,
"Well, I can't lie to you, I did sleep better than most nights I've had lately."
She looked at me skeptically and finally asked, "really? I mean...are you sure? Because, I've been working on some stuff and I don't know if you're ready to work on this kind of stuff like mad men again, or if you just want to settle a little better emotionally, because if you do-" I grabbed her hand resting on the table, stopping all of the gestures she was making with it and held it for a minute. "Joyce, I could not mean that more, as long as we're together on this I'll be fine. Don't stress too much about this either, please. I know I hid that much from you for a long time, but it won't happen again. Okay?" I nodded and raised both my eyebrows to her.
Making eye contact, she nodded after me, "okay."