Behind His Smile---JC Chasez Fanfiction

Sixteen

(memory jog since it's been so long...JC's in the hospital after a panic attack and getting mobbed by paparazzi)

JC's eyes flicked open at exactly 7 am. The same old hospital smells and sights filled his senses and he groaned as he leaned back into the thin pillow.  Would this ever end?  Wasn't this like the third time he'd been in the hospital this month? He couldn't keep count.  It was all like a jumble in his mind. 

JC reached over and picked up a newspaper from the side table.  He wasn't surprised to see his picture on the front page, surrounded by greedy paps. He was surprised there was such a long article on it. Had to be a bunch of lies made up to entertain people. More than likely.

JC tossed it aside, and reached for his cellphone.  Oh great. He should've known this was coming.  He typed in the PIN, then read his notifications.  15 new messages from Lou Pearlman.  8 new messages from Lance Bass.  3 new messages from Justin....17 missed calls.

OMG.  JC opened his text app and clicked on his manager's name even tho it was the last thing he wanted to do.  He wasn't even surprised at what he saw.

JC, are you in bed?

JC, your security guard just said he heard someone sneak out..is it you?

Answer me.

JC

It's freaking 3 in the morning, I swear if anything happens...

JC answer your messages right now

I've been trying to get ahold of you for the last half hour now JC. 

Your guard said he looked in your room and your not there.

JC where are you?

JC pick up the phone right nowww

I better not find out you're out with some girl. 

I'll tell Katrina

JC??????

OMG JC, it's freaking morning, and your face is all over the news,  WHat were you thinking?!?!??!

JC ANSWER THIS MESSAGE, I AM YOUR MANAGER

Sometime around 6:30 that morning, Lou had given up.  JC's thumb lingered over the reply button, but he changed his mind and went to read the other messages.  The same thing.  They were wondering why he was on the newspapers and everywhere.  JC sighed and closed his eyes.  What had he gotten himself into this time?!

~~~half an hour later.

The door creaked open to JC's hospital room and he stretched forward to see who was coming in.  He was surprised to see Katrina pop her head around.  She was holding a vase of flowers and yellow balloon tied to it that said "Get Well Soon".

"The nurses only let me in because I had this," Katrina explained, noticing the confused look on her boyfriend's face. She set it on the table beside his bed, then bent down to kiss him.

"How are you feeling?"  she asked, lightly brushing his hair with her fingertips.  JC leaned his head back against the pillow.

"Better, just hungry." he answered slowly.

Katrina looked around. "What time do they give you breakfast?" she inquired.

"Whenever I ring the bell," JC told her.  "But I don't really want the food they have, so I'm just waiting until they discharge me."

Katrina smiled at him.  "How about I get you something from Bojangles?  It's just down the street."

"And what," JC said with amusement.  "You'll buy another vase of flowers and balloon so they'll let you in again?"

Katrina slapped him lightly on the shoulder.  "Stop it, baby, you're so cute when you tease me."

"I have to stop being cute?" JC egged.

Katrina answered by kissing him again.  "That's something you can never do," she whispered.  She drew back and looked him in the eyes. "So are there cameras in this room?"

JC looked around. "I don't know, why?  You won't get in trouble for kissing me. You're my girlfriend."

Katrina gently pulled at the collar on his shirt.  "You just look a little hot.  Do you want to take this off?"

JC smirked at her, realizing what she was up to.  "Kat---we can't..."

"Have you ever had sex in a hospital bed?"  Katrina spoke to him.  "We've done it practically every where else..the park, your bedroom, my grandma's van---"

JC laughed a little.  "Kat don't be crazy. The hospital is not the place--"

"Never say never," Katrina breathed against his ear as she lifted his shirt and placed her hands on his chest.  "If you're not starving, I'm in no rush to leave," she said.  "I have time for anything."

JC looked her in the eye. He wanted to give in, but what?  This was insane.  People didn't have sex in the hospital when they were supposed to be ill and sickly.

"Can you get me a drink of water," JC asked suddenly.  Katrina drilled her eyes into him. 

"That's not going to work this time, JC.  You're not changing my mind.  Now am I taking your pants off or are you?"

JC grinned at her and pulled her a little closer, locking lips with her.  "I've missed this," he sighed against her mouth. 

Katrina grabbed his pants in her fist and pushed against him.  "I've missed it more."