Fan Letter
SS by Chris

In the recent weeks, Justin has been threatening to release intimate letters that he and Britney shared.  This is a fan’s response to Justin about the letters.

            (Orlando)

“Justin there is some more fan letters on in the your study for you to read if you want?” Cameron told him as she was leaving for the afternoon.

“Okay, thanks.  Have fun this afternoon,” he said walking over to her to kiss her goodbye.

“I will.  Will I see you tonight?” 

“I don’t know yet.  I’ve got to call Trace and see what he is up to,” he said back

“Okay, well if I don’t then here,” she said kissing him deeper than before.  “That is to last until I see you again,” she said before leaving the apartment.

After Cameron left, Justin walked into his study and tried to focus on reading the letters that were in front of him.  But it seemed like every letter was about the same thing.  Finally, he was about to quit reading them, but he figured one more wouldn’t kill him.

Mr. Timberlake,

            I’m a fan of yours.  I bought your cd and everything.  I try to read everything that has you in it.  I really like you as a person and a musician.  That was until I heard that you were trying to sell some letters that were supposed to be very personal to you and somebody else you claim that you once loved.  While I do not know the details of what happened between you and Britney, it is none of my business really, but what I do know is that the Justin Timberlake that I like would never ever sell out his former love for some pr.  This is a really low thing to do to someone who you claim you loved.  If you really loved her, you would give her the letters and let it go.  If you’re happy, then be happy, but don’t shove it down her throat.  I’m apologize if I have offended you, but I just thought that somebody who is looked up to by so many people shouldn’t intentionally try to hurt someone, especially someone they once loved.  I enclosed my cd of yours.  You can keep it.  I don’t want it, because you’re not the person you were when I bought it and I don’t like this new Justin.  He is not a person that I would want to have a cd of.  I hope you make the right decision Mr. Timberlake, because you never know what you have until its gone.

After Justin finished reading the letter, he sat at his desk and stared at it. 

‘How was it that this person, whom I don’t even know, could say so many things that are true to me.  I do love her still.  But she has hurt me so badly, why should I be the one to forgive’, Justin said to himself in his study.

“Because you love her.”

Justin turned around to find his mother’s eyes staring back at him.

“Mom, what are you doing here?  You weren’t supposed to get in until tomorrow.” Justin questioned.

“Well, we finished early and I don’t get to see you that much anymore, so I thought I would come early, since Cameron was leaving this afternoon, I thought that I would have you all to myself, but it seems that another person is going to get your attention again,” Lynn said picking up the letter and reading it. 

“I love her mom, but what should I do about Cameron.  I think I love her too.” Justin said sitting back down in his chair.

“Honey, that is something that only you can find out.  You know how you feel about Cameron, but is it anything that compares to how you feel when you’re with Britney?  Only you can answer that question,” she said leaving him to think about it.

A couple of hours later, Justin emerged from his study and found his mother sitting on the couch reading an article about Britney in one of the latest tabloid magazines.

“Mom, I’m leaving.  I have to find her.  I have something to give to her,” he said holding the letters in his hand. 

“Okay son, just be careful.  You might not get the reception you expect,” she said hugging her son before he left.

“I know, but I’m not leaving without her,” he said before walking out the door.

            (New York City)

Justin got off the plane and he knew exactly where he could find her.  Either she is in the recording studio working or at the dance studio rehearsing.  Sure enough, she was at the dance studio.

“Excuse me, Is Britney still here?” he said to the guard at the front desk.

“I cannot tell you sir, and yes I know who you are, but I still can’t tell you.”  The guard at the desk replied

“Okay, you can’t tell me.  But I really need to know where she is.  I really need to speak with her,” Justin said practically begging.

“Hold on sir, let me see what I can do,” the guard said.

The guard thought about it for a minute and then said, “Okay, I’m about to go on break in about a minute and if you just happen to walk by while I’m out then there is really nothing I can do if you go to the second floor studio B.”

Justin said, “Thank you so much,” went and sat down in the lobby for a couple of minutes and then walked to the studio. 

There she was.  She looked so beautiful.  She was working at her routine, and as usual, it had to be perfect, before she would take a break.  Justin slowly and quietly let himself in the room.  He stayed in the back so not to draw attention to himself, but the room quickly changed.  It got very tense and Britney stopped dancing.  She just started looking around like she knew that someone else was in the room.  Justin remained in the back of the room hoping that she wouldn’t see him. 

“Brit, what is it?” Wade asked

“He’s here,” she said back

“Who’s here?” Wade questioned her vagueness

“Justin.  He’s here,” she said still looking around the room trying to find him.

Justin couldn’t believe that she knew he was there.  He finally stepped from the shadow of the balcony and stepped into the light where she could see him.  Everybody gasp when he stepped into the light.  There was an awkward silence throughout the room until Britney finally found him and looked into his eyes.  They just looked into each other’s eyes for a couple of seconds before she yelled at him.   

“Get the fuck away from me.  I don’t want to see you,” Britney yelled and ran to the door.

In those few seconds that they had looked into each other’s eyes, Justin knew that Britney was in pain.  He could see it in her eyes.

“Britney wait,” he yelled back and started towards her but Rob stopped him

“I’m sorry J, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” he said pushing Justin towards the exit.

“Okay,” he said walking towards the door.  “But Rob, will you give her these and tell her I’m sorry,” he said before walking out the door. 

 **Later that night at Britney’s apartment**

“Brit, it’s Bryan let me in please,” Bryan said from the door.  Fe had called and told him what happened at the dance studio and he had to check on his sister. 

Britney opened the door it was obvious that she had been crying.  As soon as Bryan shut the door, she collapsed into his arms and cried on his shoulder.

“Hey, its okay,” he said trying to soothe her.

“No it’s not okay.  It’s not okay,” she cried.

Britney eventually cried herself to sleep on Bryan’s shoulder.  While she slept, Bryan vowed that he would never allow Justin to hurt his sister again.

**Justin’s Hotel Room later that night**

“But Mom, she wouldn’t even talk to me.  She just ran out of the room,” Justin said describing what took place.

“Well, honey.  I told you not to expect a good reception.  You have to give her some time.  Did you give her the letters?”

“No, I never got a chance to.  I gave them to Rob.  He said that he would give them to her when she calmed down some.  What can I do mama?  She won’t talk to me,” Justin said.  Then there was a loud banging on his door.  “Hold on,” Justin yelled at the door, but the pounding continued.  “Mama, can I call you back.  Someone is at the door,” he said

“Well, I’m going to bed actually, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow okay? Good Night sweetheart.  Just remember to give Britney some time okay.”

“Okay mama, I’ll call you tomorrow,” Justin said and then they hung up.

Meanwhile, the pounding at his door continued.  “Hold on a damn second,” he yelled at the door again.  When he opened the door, it was Bryan.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?”  Bryan said pushing Justin away from the door and walking in.  “Huh, who the fuck do you think you are that you get to play mind games with my sister?  I will not have my sister crying all the time because her fucked up ex-boyfriend decides to play head games with her.”

“Whoa, who said anything about head games.  And who the fuck do you think you are storming into my room in the middle of the fucking night?” Justin said getting in Bryan’s face.

“I’m going to tell you this one time Timberlake.  Stay the fuck away from Britney.  I hear that you went near her again, and I’ll break your fucking legs,” Bryan said. 

“Guess what Bryan, I’m not playing head games with Britney anymore.  I love her and I want to make it up to her.  I’m sorry that I hurt her, and I’m going to try to make it up to her, and if you don’t like it than that is just to damn bad, because I am going to get her back.  You can either accept that for the way it is going to be or you can fight me all the way there, but I’m not giving up on Britney because of you.  Now get the fuck out of my room before I throw you out,” Justin said opening the door.

“You hurt her again Timberlake and I’ll finish you,” Bryan said before walking out the door.

A couple of days past and nothing had happened between Justin and Britney.  Justin had to go back to Orlando to work on some new material and Britney continued on rehearsing as though there was no tomorrow. 

“Brit,” Rob said peeking his head inside her dressing room

“Hey Rob.  What’s up?” she said turning around after drying her eyes from crying.

“I have something for you from Justin.  Do you want it?  He left them when he came around the other day. I forgot that I had them.”

She sighed and thought about it before saying, “Sure, let me have it.”

Rob handed her the letters and the letter that was attached to them from Justin.  She immediately started to cry again, because she had the letters that she wanted so badly. 

“I’ll leave you alone,” Rob said leaving her to be alone.

She looked at the letters in her hands.  Some many questions were flying through her head at once.  ‘Was he saying sorry?  Was he giving them back to be nice?  Why was he giving them back?  What was he doing there the other day?’  She didn’t have any answers to any of the questions until she found a letter that wasn’t from her and it was in Justin’s handwriting.  She slowly began to read the letter not really knowing what to expect from it.

            Dear Britney,

I’m sorry for everything that I have put you through.  I promised that I would never hurt you and I broke that promise and for that I’m sorry.  I was in a great deal of pain after we broke up and I didn’t know how to deal with that pain, but what I did was still not right and now I have to live with that the thought of knowing that broke my promise to you to sell some records and help myself.  I’m giving back the letters that you wrote to me, because they are a part of us that nobody should have get to have.  Those letters were something special between us and you should have them.  I’m hoping that I’ll have already explained this to you, but I’m expecting the cold shoulder and I deserve it, so I’m writing this as a back up plan.  But I just wanted to say that I’m sorry Britney, and I love you.  Hopefully I’ll get to see your beautiful face soon.  I love you Britney.

Justin

Britney put the letter down and let all the emotion fall from her.  She cried into her hands.  He had answered the questions that she wanted answered and she still loved him and missed him greatly, but she had pushed him away again.   She wasn’t going to let him go this time without a fight.  She reached in her purse and grabbed her cell phone…

**At Justin’s house in Orlando**

“What do you mean he threaten you,” Lynn said as Justin was explain what happened in New York.

“He told me to stay away from Britney or else basically,” Justin with his head leaning against the back of his sofa.

“Well, we’ll just see about that,” Lynn said very angrily.  Then she started to get up, but Justin’s head shot up and he said, 

“Mama No!  Let him be.  I’ve already done enough.  The ball is in Britney’s court now.  It is up to her to make the next step.  So leave Bryan alone.  I’m not worried about him anyway,” he said as the phone rang.

“I’ll get it,” Cameron yelled from the kitchen and she picked up the phone.

“Hello,” she said.

“Hi, can I speak to Justin,” Britney said not sure who was on the other end of the phone, but Cameron knew who it was.

“I’m sorry he’s not here.  May I take a message?” she said like she didn’t know who it was.

“Tell him…just tell him pinky called,” Brit said.

“Okay, I’ll tell him.  Bye,” Cameron said before hanging up.

“Who was it?” Justin asked when he walked into the kitchen.

“Oh wrong number,” Cameron said walking over to him and hugging him.  “I’ve missed you,” she said trying to kiss him, but Justin pulled away. 

“My Mom is here,” he said while pulling away.

“So, you’re a big boy.  I think you can kiss your girlfriend and she won’t care,” she said while trying to kiss him again. 

“Not while my mom is here,” he said again then walking away. 

Cameron never did tell him that Britney had called to talk to him.  It wouldn’t be until the AMA’s that the two would finally speak to one another.

**An After party from the AMA’s**

Britney was on the dance floor dancing away to the song when Justin walked in.  She stopped dancing as soon as he walked in.  She knew he was there all of the sudden.  She wanted to look for him, but she told herself not to and started dancing again.  Justin was almost the same way.  As soon as he walked in the door, he knew she was there.  He started to scan the crowd for her, but was interrupted by Cameron pulling him towards the bar to get a drink. 

After another hour of sitting at the bar, Cameron finally went to the bathroom and Justin could resume his search, and he found her.  She was sitting with Wade at a table across from him.  He started to walk over.  She spotted him walking over after he was about half way there.

“Hi,” he said when he walked up to the table. 

“Hi,” she said back.

“I think I’m gonna get something to drink, you want anything Brit?” Wade said getting up.  She shook her head no.  “Justin what about you?”

“No thanks,” he said never taking his eyes off Britney.

“Okay, then I’ll be going.” 

“May I?” Justin said pointing to the chair that Wade had just vacated.

“Of course,” she said motioning him to sit down.  And he did.

They just sat there reading each others eyes, before talking.

“Brit.”  “Justin”  They both started at the same time.  They both laughed at this.

“Let me start,” Justin said and Britney just nodded.

“Okay,” he said then pausing to collect his thoughts for a minute  “I’m sorry, is the first thing I have to say.  I should have never went public with all those details about our relationship.  That was private stuff between you and me and it should have stayed that way.  I’m sorry for that.  I’m sorry that I broke my promise to you and if you never want to be with me again I understand, but Britney I love you so much.  You’re my everything and I didn’t realize it until I got this fan letter saying what kind of jerk I was being to you,” he said pulling the letter out of his coat pocket.  “But now I do and I realize how much you mean to me.  So please just give me one more chance to prove to you how much I love you.”

Britney sat there and let what Justin had to say sink in before she responded.

“If you love me so much, why didn’t you call me back?” 

“I never knew you called.  When did you call?”

“A couple of days after you gave me the letters back.  Some girl picked up the phone and said you weren’t there.  I left a message and everything Justin.  If you really didn’t want to talk to me you just had to say so instead of having some girl do your dirty work,” she said starting to get upset.

“Whoa, I never didn’t want to talk to you.  I swear, I didn’t know you called me, but I do know who answered the phone,” Justin said before looking up to find Cameron walking towards him

“There you are?  I’ve been looking all over for you,” she said before looking at Britney who was glaring at her.  “Hi Britney,” Cameron said threateningly. 

“Cameron we need to talk,” Justin said taking her hand and leading her out of the view of everybody.

As soon as they were in private, Justin let her have it.

“Why did you tell me Britney called?”  Justin said

“I forgot about it.  Why does it matter?”

“You didn’t forget Cameron.  She told me when she called.  I remember you answered the phone and told me it was a wrong number, remember?”  Justin was beginning to become very upset.

“Justin she doesn’t matter.  What matters is right here in front of you.  I love you. She cheated on you and then lied about it.  Is that really someone who you want to spend your life with?”

“Yes, she is,” Justin said  “I’m sorry Cameron, but we’re done.  I don’t love you like I love her and we would never work.”

“But I love you Justin.  You’re just going to walk over to that bitch who cheated on you,” Cameron said with the tears now running down her face.

“If you ever call her a bitch again, I’ll make sure that everybody finds out what kind of girl you really are.  And how can you not feel completely stupid when I tell you that I’m in love with somebody else and you’re still telling me that you love me.  I don’t love you Cameron.  I love that woman sitting over there more than anything on this planet.  And I’m going to spend the rest of my life with her.” Justin said and then he left Cameron standing there crying.

Justin walked back to where Britney was sitting and got down on one knee and said,

“Britney, I’m sorry for everything, but I would be one happy man if you would let me have this dance.”

“I would love to dance with you Justin,” she said taking his hand and walking to the dance floor.

Justin nodded at the DJ and he put My Everything by 98 Degrees on the turntable and let it play.  They danced to the music until Britney said,

“So where’s Cameron?”

“I don’t know and I don’t care.  I’m with the only woman who I care about, you,” he said looking into her eyes.

Just then Cameron walked up to them.

“You may have won this round, but this is not over,”  she said and then she slapped Britney.

She went to slap her again, but this time Justin grabbed her arm.

“You touch her again, and I’ll make sure you never act again.  Don’t come near me again.  It’s over Cameron, so move on,” Justin said and then released her arm.

By this time everybody was looking at the three of them.  Justin nodded and Mike walked over and escorted Cameron out of the building.

“You okay,” he said looking back at Britney.

“Yeah, I have my prince back,” she said pulling him close to her.

They were finally back together.  And to think, it all came from a little Fan Letter..