Two Reflections.

Chapter 1. Justin Timberwhat?

"Yes, we can make sure Timbaland gets here on Saturday. Yep. Alright. Thank you!" Taylor said excitingly.

Taylor looked at the desk. Tapped to down was a picture of a Light blue Mercedes Benz. Her dream car. Today might just help get almost halfway of the $100,000 car.

If she could get Timbaland to show up here for a recording tomorrow, she could definitely afford for her dream car.

"So close, yet so far." Taylor whispered.

The front swung open, and in walked a stranger wearing a fedora with white pants and a gray t-shirt.

It probably would have looked horribly wrong a someone else, but on this stranger, it looked like it suited him.

He walked closer to the front desk and cleared his throat.

Taylor looked up, ready to help the man.

"Can you open the door for me?" The man asked.

He was obviously talking about the locked glass door that were behind Taylor.

Taylor gave the man a strange look.

"I'm sorry sir, but the doors are only opened for recording artists." Taylor said with a smile.

The man laughed.

"I am a recording artist." He said, still grinning in laughter.

Taylor raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"No you're not. I don't even know who you're name is." Taylor said bluntly.

The smile instantly disappeared from the man's face.

"You have.. Neve heard of me? Like ever?" He asked.

Taylor shook her head.

"Never."

The man scratched his head.

"I'm Justin Timberlake." The man stated.

"Justin Timberwho?" Taylor asked in complete confusion.

"Justin Timberlake. The survivor of NSYNC? How could you not know someone as handsome as me?"

Taylor blushed, Justin was indeed handsome, but she didn't have a clue who he was.

"I'm sorry Justin, I've just never heard of you." Taylor said.

A timer sounded on Taylor's computer and she stood up.

"Excuse me, I have to go."

Taylor scooped up her bag and car keys and walked away from the desk.

"Wait what? Come back!" Justin said while chasing Taylor.

Taylor simply walked through the glass doors. It was a busy afternoon, the sun was beating down, making the air warm.

Taylor walked to her car, or at least what was left of it. A man in a tow truck was driving away with her beat up car.

"Wait come back!!" Taylor screamed while chasing the tow truck.

She heard a laugh behind her.

Anger surged into her body, making her drop her bag and useless keys.

She marched up to Justin who was trying to stop laughing.

"What so funny huh? My only ride home was just towed away! I live 40 miles from here! It's 92°F out here, it's rush hour and I'm starving! What so funny about that?" Taylor yelled at Justin.

"Sorry. " Justin apologized.

"Sorry doesn't cut it Timberlake! How am I gonna get home?" Taylor sighed.

She sat on the on the bench that was conveniently behind her.

Justin sat next to her.

"I could take you home." Justin offered.

Taylor gave one look at Justin and laughed.

"Why would you even want to take me home?" Taylor said in between laughs.

"Because I would get to spend more time a very pretty girl." Justin said with a wink.

Taylor blushed at what Justin said, there's no way he thought she was pretty.

"Fine, I'll take it. I guess it is better than riding in that car anyway."

Taylor got up and followed Justin his car.

A stretch limo.

"Oh my god! You have a Limo?" Taylor coughed.

"Yeah, but I don't really like it, I prefer my Mercedes better." Justin said like it was no big deal.

Taylor stared at him and shook her head.

She stepped into the limo and gasped. It had everything. There's was even a built in Hot tub, enough space for only one person.

A flat screen T.V. was mounted on the wall, a Xbox connected to it.

"Oh if you think that's cool, look at this." Justin said.

He pressed a button and a box popped up from a seat. Chocolates and wine bottles appeared.

"Oh my god." Taylor gasped once more.

Justin simply chuckled and moved closer to Taylor. His body was touching Taylor's shoulder, send warn chills down her spine.

"So, pretty thing, what's you're name?" Justin asked, flashing her his perfect white smile.

"Taylor Colton." Taylor answered while blushing.

"Well Taylor, tell me about yourself." Justin asked.

"Where do I start? My boyfriend cheated on me everyday, My old college thought I was a stupid blond and my parents disowned me. I moved out at just 4 months ago to get away from them. They used to send me-." Taylor stopped. Her voice was cracking.

Justin gave her a sad look, a look of pity.

"No I'm good, just give me a minute." Taylor said with tears falling down.

"I'm sorry for crying." Taylor apologized.

Justin suddenly hugged her.

Usually if someone Taylor didn't know hugged her, she would've kicked them in the "lower region" and run away.

But Justin gave her this, warm feeling. She felt safe, she didn't want to let go.

The limo stopped and Taylor let go of Justin.

They stepped out of the car and faced the 92°F sun.

"Uh where are we?" Taylor asked.

Justin slapped his forehead.

"Damn it, I forgot to tell Larry where your house was." Justin sighed.

"Who's Larry?" Taylor asked confused.

"The driver." Justin responded.

"Oh. What now?"

Justin gave Taylor a devious grin. A grin so devious, you could tell it was a bad idea.

"We could go inside my house and have a little fun in the pool." Justin said with a smirk.

"I guess that's ok. Oh crap, I don't have my bathing handy in my bag like I usually do when I meet a celebrity." Taylor said sarcastically.

"Don't worry, you won't need it." Justin said with a flirtatious wink. He opened the front door and held it for Taylor

Taylor blushed and pushed Justin aside as she stepped inside the cool home.

First bad idea.