Last Night
SS by Jennifer

Rated G

Justin/Britney

Part 1

Justin’s POV

I don’t even know why I came.

I was perfectly happy in my hotel room with my guitar.

But no, the guys just had to drag me down to this club.

It was too hot and stuffy.

The music was too loud.

The lights were flashing in my eyes.

I scowl at Chris and he and the rest of the guys know I want to leave.

“Chill. Have a drink! Dance! Have some fun Justin!” he told me.

“Something you don’t do that often anymore man.” Jayce mumbled.

I get even more annoyed.

Sure I party. I have fun all the time. Just not tonight….

“I’m outta here.” I tell them.

Chris pulls me back by the arm.

“C’mon man. Just stay for a little longer. It’ll be good for you.”

I wasn’t convinced. “Good for me? No. I’m leaving.”

The guys try to convince me but it doesn’t work.

I walk quickly towards the nearest exit.

Everything about this place is pissing me off.

Then I see her.

Those locks of blond hair tumbling down her back covering those bare shoulders.

And I freeze. Right in that very spot.

She looks so good tonight.

Like every night of course.

I stop breathing for a second and admire her beauty.

Chris appears beside me, obviously noticing me staring at her.

“So, uh, if you want to leave you…can in fact, I’ll give you a ride if you want.”

He looks at me cautiously as if I’m about to blow or something.

“Let’s go Justin. This place is starting to bother me too.” Lance tells me.

I glance at her one more time.

My jaw clenches as I see him with her.

Wade.

That bastard.

I hated him with every fibre in my body.

But somewhere deep, deep inside my heart I knew that it wasn’t completely his fault

when Britney and I split up.

I know that part of it was her too.

“Justin do you want to leave?” Jayce asks me. He has seen Wade too.

I stood there, wondering why she would want him instead of me.

Why I wasted so much time trying to get her back.

Why she would want to rip my heart in half.

I was so deeply engrossed in my thoughts that I didn’t hear Wade approach me.

“Not a good idea.” I heard Chris mumble under his breath.

I think my hands were shaking from anger when Wade opened his mouth to speak.

That damn mouth, kissing my Britney.

I wanted to punch him in the jaw right then and there.

“Hey Justin, what’s up?” His face had this obnoxious smirk.

I don’t know how I managed to speak, I thought my jaws were clenched so tightly they

might be broken or something.

“Oh, nothing...” I mumbled.

“Yeah, I’m pretty surprised you showed up tonight man, but I heard it was going to be a

huge event!”

I knew what he was trying to do. Rub it in my face.

Act like nothing was wrong.

Like I didn’t know he fucked my ex-girlfriend.

I looked around the huge, trendy L.A club for her.

But she had disappeared into the throng of dancers.

“So, I better be going! Later.” Wade walked onto the dance floor.

Leaving me there alone with my hateful thoughts.

The guys approached me quietly.

“You wanna leave?” Lance asked.

I thought for a second.

Why, why should I leave for Wade’s amusement?

Justin Timberlake is NOT a pussy.

No. I was going to stay.

Wade could just go fuck himself.

“Y’know what guys, you’re right, let’s stay, it would be good for me.”

All of them looked surprised but they agreed.

“I don’t know what had just got into you man,” Chris said laughing, “but I like it.”

Yeah, this will be good for me. 

Part 2

Britney’s POV

It’s like I have some kind of radar for him.

I can’t believe I spotted him right away like that, in this jam-packed club.

He looked angry and frustrated; he always looks this way when he doesn’t get what he

wants. I’ve seen that face a million times.

When I entered the club, it looked like he was about to leave, but he didn’t.

I checked to see if anyone had seen me looking at him.

Thank god no one did. Except for him.

He caught me gazing at him and stared right back at me.

I quickly turn away from embarrassment.

I mean, what would people think seeing me trying so hard just to get a glimpse of Justin.

I distracted myself by talking with other people so I wouldn’t look at him again.

Just then Wade puts his arm around my waist.

Oh yeah, Wade. I almost forgot he was with me for a second.

“Hey babe.” He greets me.

I kiss him lightly on the cheek and look for Justin.

He’s standing in the same spot, and he’s talking to the N’Sync guys.

“Brit, I’ll be back in a sec okay? I have to say hi to some people.”

I agreed quickly, suddenly realizing that I was relieved that he was going.

That’s funny. I shouldn’t feel that way about my own boyfriend!

What’s wrong with me?

I join the crowded dance floor to forget my troubles.

Tonight I just wanted to forget everything and let loose.

Part 3

Justin’s POV

I think I saw Britney dancing with Wade.

I wanted to run to the dance floor and yank him off of her.

Of course, I couldn’t, he was her boyfriend now.

Not me.

“Justin, are you sure that you want to stay?” Lance asked me.

I take a look at the dance floor again.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” I answer.

A drink. That’s what I need. It’ll make me feel better.

I quickly go over to the bar. I order one drink.

Than another. Than another. I was feeling kinda disoriented but whatever. This was a

party right? And, besides what’s a party without a few drinks?

I was determined to have a good time.

And nobody, not even Brit or Wade would get in the way.

Part 4

Britney’s POV

I was starting to actually have a good time.

Wade was on the dance floor with me and then music was blasting.

It was getting a little bit hot while I was dancing.

I needed a break but I don’t think Wade did.

He just happily held on to me while our bodies swayed to the music.

“Wade.” I don’t think he could hear me over the music.

“Wade. I’m kinda tired” I don’t think he heard me. “Wade!” I say a bit louder.

“Yeah?” He whispers into my ear.

“I’m tired. Do you want to get a drink to cool off or something?”

He was quiet for a second. “Sure.” He finally replied.

We got off the dance floor and went to the bar.

“Brit! Hey Brit!” I heard a guy’s voice call me and turned around.

“Pharrel! Hey! I haven’t seen you for a while you look great!” I flashed him a wide smile

and gave him a hug. It was nice to see him again after so long.

He had been working on some songs with Justin but has kept in touch with me.

I was surprised he wanted anything to do with me after the whole break-up but I guess he

was genuinely a really nice guy. I wasn’t in a big rush to get rid of him anyway.

I did like him and he’s an amazing producer. And, after all he was one of my close links

to Justin’s life.

“So, um, how’s Justin?” I asked shyly.

Pharrel knew the question was coming and he grinned. “Oh, he’s doin’ real good. He’s

gotta lot of great material for the new album too. I’m telling ya it’s gonna be sick.”

“Oh. Good.” Was all I said. Was that all the information he was going to give me?

Why are you so interested anyway? I asked myself.

“Okay, I’m off. See ya later Brit!” Pharrel gave me another hug and went.

“Bye!” I waved to him. So, what was I going to do?

Why is it I always forgot about everything when I thought of Justin Timberlake?

It was like nothing else in the world existed.

“Hey babe, you ready to get that drink you wanted?” I heard Wade say behind me.

I turned to face him. “Yeah, let’s go to the bar.”

I wiped some sweat off my forehead and headed to the bar.

Wade took my hand and ran his fingers along my knuckles.

I put my body closer to his and snuggled against him.

See, this is how you have to act with your boyfriend.

Everything was looking up until I got to the bar.

And there he was…Justin.

I was surprised when he looked up at me and smiled.

I smiled back happy that he at least acknowledging my presence.

Wade tightened his grip around me.

“Brit what to you want to drink?” I think he saw me staring at Justin.

“Um...I don’t know…anything.” I replied. My mind was wondering.

“Yeah. I’ll order.” He said.

I really didn’t care what I had to drink right now.

“I told you she was here man.” I heard Pharrel say.

I blushed and turned away.

They were talking about me?

“Brit. Your drink.” Wade handed me the glass. 

I hurriedly gulped it down.

I saw Wade go over to Justin and say something…I don’t know what though.

Wow. I didn’t know they had patched things up.

Wade was smiling widely when he came back.

“Brit you wanna dance?” he asked

I agreed and we returned to the dance floor.

It was getting not and heavy between me and Wade while the music took our bodies over.

I didn’t think about anything, just losing myself to the song.

I opened my eyes after a couple minutes and felt his eyes on me.

I always could tell when Justin’s eyes were on me.”

I twisted my head to see him.

And there were those baby blues, just boring into me.

I felt weak in the knees.

But there was something different about his eyes.

They weren’t looking at e the way they usually do, with so much love and passion.

They looked angry, hateful, and jealous. 

There was something in his eyes that I rarely ever saw.

Sadness.

And I hated myself for a second because I was the reason he felt that way.

Just then he stepped onto the dance floor.

Oh my god was he going to ask me to dance with him? Right here when I’m with Wade?

To my surprise he didn’t go near me.

He went up to a pretty redhead and asked her to dance!

So much for that…

I almost disappointed. I knew I wasn’t supposed to feel this way but I did.

My eyes were still glued to him and the redhead he was dancing with.

I can’t believe he would do that to me!

Just dance with another girl in front of my face!

Oh, and what exactly were you doing with Wade?

I just closed my eyes wishing that I never came.

Seeing Justin with another girl really hurt for some reason.

Even if it was just a dance.

I then realized that I wanted him back.

Part 5

Justin’s POV

I was sitting at the bar drinking when I heard a familiar voice.

“Take it easy Justin!”

Pharrel. Finally someone I could stand was near me.

“Hey man. What are you doing here?” I asked him.

“Same thing as everyone else. I’m just here for a good time. I should ask you the same

thing. It’s been a while since you been clubbin with us Timberlake.”

I chuckled. “Well, the guys dragged me along.”

“I bet I know why you’re stayin. I saw her.” He laughed.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.” I lied.

“Oh, c’mon man. I know that Britney’s here. In fact, I had a short chat with her.

She asked about you…” He waited for my reply.

“Uh huh.” I simply answered. I didn’t want to press the subject.

“Did you talk to her?” He asked. I knew he wouldn’t drop it.

“I didn’t even know she was here.” I said.

“Whatever.” Pharrel was not convinced. I think he knew me pretty well by now.

At that very moment, as if she knew we were talking about her she appeared beside us at

the bar, with Wade. His arm was around her. I looked at the floor not wanting to see the

image of my ex-girlfriend and my former “good friend” in front of me.

She probably saw me looking so I gave her a weak smile.

If she was here I might as well be polite as I could right.

It’s not like I totally forgot what my mother taught me.

I heard Wade ask her what she wanted to drink.

“I told you she was here man.” Pharrel told me.

“Fuck.” I mumbled under my breath. Of all places to bump into her…

I continued to stare at the floor when Wade came up to me. Again.

How annoying he could be sometimes.

“Hey Justin, you havin a good time? I know I am.” He gave me that smug smile that

made me want to kick his ass again.

“Yeah.” I replied. I just wanted him to go away.

Wade finished his drink and returned to Britney’s side.

“Fuck you bitch.” I muttered under my breath.  

I saw him go back to the dance floor with her and they both started getting closer and

closer to each other. It still bothers me when another guy has his hands on Britney.

My fists clenched together as I saw them dance.

“Hey calm down man.” I hear Pharrel say.

“Yeah.” I didn’t care who saw me looking anymore.

“Here’s a drink cool off. It’ll all be fine.” I took the drink from him.

I was so angry.

At that very moment I was so mad I hated her too.

And, I had every reason to.

She cheated on me with one of my best friends!

I never thought she’d betray me. I loved her so much.

I grabbed a napkin and started to write.

It was my therapy.

I just want to enjoy my life and show this world I care

And nothing brings more joy to my life then knowin my girl would be there.

Are you happy girl? (huh)

Knowin that you gone and broke my heart in a piece or two (huh)

Knowin that I would’ve walked across the ocean for you

Sayin you’re young and confused well, that’s a lame excuse

That’s why the only one to blame is you oh…

“What are you doin man?” Pharrel asked me, seeing I was so wrapped up in a napkin.

“Nothin.” I didn’t know what I was doing. Just blowing off some steam I guess.

I grabbed another napkin and scribbled.

Last night

Can’t believe what I was hearin’.

Telling me to have a nice life

Tonight

I don’t think I’ll spare your feelings

You’re on your own

I’m a-do to me what’s right.

In your eyes I see a second chance

Maybe I should another glance

But for now I wash my hands

Cause I loved you baby, loved you baby

Pharrel say don’t do it the same

But I say ain’t playing my games

But with you my soul still remains cause a loved you baby, loved you baby

“Justin, what the hell are you doing man?” Pharrel asks me.

“I think I got a song going man…” I grab another napkin.

“Here? Right now, here…that’s what you’re doin on that fuckin’ napkin?”

He starts to laugh.

I smile at him. “Yeah, that’s what I’m doing.”

Pharrel continues to laugh as he sips his drink.

Are you happy girl? (huh)

Knowin that you gone and broke my heart in a piece or two (huh)

Knowin that I would’ve walked across the ocean for you

Sayin you’re young and confused well, that’s a lame excuse that’s why the only one to blame is you oh

Last night

Can’t believe what I was hearin'

Tellin me to have a nice life

Tonight

I don’t think I’ll spare your feelings

You’re on your own

I’m a-do to me what’s right

I finally glance up from my napkin to see Britney, Wade’s hands clasped tightly around

her. She was smiling and her eyes were closed. Both their bodies moved with the music.

I turned my attention back to my song.  

I hope you're thinkin’
(Remember girl, when I was your man)
I hope it sinks in
(If you don't understand, then you don't understand)
Well I guess I'm gonna stop dreaming
(The way I feel)
About you

Last night
Can't believe what I was hearin’
Tellin’ me to have a nice life
Tonight
I don't think I'll spare your feelings
You're on your own
I'm a-do for me what's right

Last night
(Just-a last night)
Can't believe what I was hearin’
(Just can't believe it baby)
Tellin’ me to have a nice life
(Oh)
tonight
(Yea)
I don't think I'll spare your feelings
You're on your own
I'm a-do for me what's right
(Got something I wanna tell ya girl)

I hope you're thinkin’
(Tell me girl, when I was your man)
I hope it sinks in
(If you don't understand, then you don't understand)
Well I guess I'm gonna stop dreaming
(The way I feel)
About you
(Let me tell you one more time)

I hope you're thinkin’
(Tell me girl, when I was your man)
(My baby)
I hope it sinks in
(If you don't understand, then you don't understand)
(Yea yea yea yea)
Well I guess I'm gonna stop dreaming
(The way I feel)
About you  

Pharrel’s voice jolted me out of my song writing.

“Justin, you must be really into something, can I see?”

I didn’t really want anyone to see the song right now, even though Pharrel was a close

friend, it just didn’t feel like the right time.

“Uh…” I didn’t know what to tell him. “It’s nothin’ man. Just something I need to

do…to vent. Y’know.”

He gave me a quizzical look. “Okay man. Just thought that you had somethin’ for the

album. You looked so…I don’t know, into it. That’s all.”

He finished his last drink and hit the dance floor.

I went back to writing the last part of my song.

Oh baby
Yea yea yea yea
See I ain't gonna be the one
Ain't gonna play these games with you
But I still love you

Remember girl when I was your man
Ain't nothing gonna take that away
No no no no, no no-no

See I remember
In December
We were walking holding hands
And I was your man
Can't we just get back to that?
Baby?

I took the number of napkins I had messily scribbled on, and stuffed them in my pocket.

I don’t think the bartender wanted to see Justin Timberlake’s angry lyrics.

Then my eye caught them again.

I couldn’t help but look.

And I felt so much hurt and betrayal.

I didn’t know who saw me staring angrily at Britney and Wade but right now I was so

mad I couldn’t care less.

I continued to stare then suddenly her eyes opened and met mine.

They seemed so upset and regretful.

She’s moved on.

She doesn’t want me anymore.

I don’t know why I keep chasing her when she doesn’t even want me.

It was time for me to move on too.

I came here to have a good time, not view Wade and Brit all night.

It was a club, I was going to dance.

I saw a hot redhead in a tight outfit eyeing me.

I walk towards her. And at that second, I glanced at Britney.

What would she think seeing you dance with another girl?

Fuck it.

I should stop letting Britney control my life.

“Hey.” She redhead whispered to me.

“Hey.” I said putting my hands on her hips.

“My name’s Tiffany.” She told me.

“Justin.”

She giggled. “I know.”

And then, we started to dance.

I took a look at Britney.

She looked perfectly fine dancing with Wade.

This is the right thing to do. She’s moving on. So are you. Enjoy yourself.

Still, I wish Britney were the one in my arms right now.

Life’s a bitch.

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