My Center
Short Story by Claire

Britney’s POV

"You miss me yet?" Justin whispers into the phone, I smile and let the tears fall down my cheeks. I’m away from him all the time, you would think I would get used to it. You would think that after so long I would become immune to the pain I feel knowing that another month has come and gone and I still have to wait longer. But I’m not, nor will I ever be. It doesn’t matter if he is in the next state I’m still missing him.

"What do you think, I always miss you." I could feel him smiling through the phone. I close my eyes and lean my head back on the sofa in my dressing room.

"When do you go on?" I sigh softly, I love my job, I really do but I love Justin more.

"In 3 hours. I still have a while so I think I’m going to take a nap or something." I say with my eyes still closed.

"Well good luck baby, I know you will do amazing. I love you." I smile brightly at those words. Its amazing how 3 little words can make my heart feel even more whole than it already did.

"I love you too. I’ll call you after I’m on the bus okay? Bye J." I say as I slowly start to get up and walk towards the blankets so I could wrap up in one on the couch.

"Bye." I then slowly drop the phone on the floor and roll over so I’m facing the back of the couch. Who was I kidding I haven’t gotten a good nights sleep since he left. No matter how pathetic it sounds, he is the center of my universe, and the best part about that is knowing he feels the same way.

He’s half way around the world and I can still feel his love. Some people force the love into their relationships but not me it comes naturally. There is no way of explaining it other than the best feeling I will ever experience. And that’s where my music comes in, every love song, every hit you hear on the radio comes from him, he may not physically write it for me, but he sure does give me all of the ideas. Whether it’s the way he looks at me or the way he holds me or what he says or maybe even just the way he holds my hand it all comes together in my music. Like I said the center of my universe.

As I lay there thinking about him, I felt my eyes start to get heavy and I slowly drift off to sleep.

"Great show Britney!" I hear Fe say as everyone loads things onto the bus.

"Thanks Fe, you’re staying on my bus tonight right?" I ask while yawning.

"No Brit, I’m sorry I’m staying on the other one I think you need a night without me." She winks as she walked towards the other bus. My heart drops. I don’t need a night alone, I don’t want to be alone but I know Fe, she’s stubborn and she does what she thinks is best for me. I sigh softly and get on the bus as Rob closes the door behind me.

I quickly walk towards the shower and get in I let the hot water flow over me as I let the tears run down my face too. I’m Britney Spears, I have everything, but I’m alone and that’s the one thing that will always get to me. The media will say what they please, the paparazzi will take their pictures and the talk shows will twist my words, and I won’t feel a thing. But being alone that’s when I break, that’s when I cry. I quickly get out of the shower and throw some shorts and a sports bra on and get into bed, it was colder then I expected and I had no one to keep me warm. I slowly wrap myself up in the covers and lay there staring directly ahead at the wall.

I then hear a knock at the door. Rob of course just making sure everything was okay.

"Rob?" I said loudly enough for him to hear, but no one answers. I slowly slide out of the bed and walk towards the door and open it. I almost scream when I see a bouquet of big red roses in my face, blocking my vision of who is holding it. I smile and grab them and turn around not even looking at the person who brought them.

"Thank you Rob, are these from Justin?" I say as I put them in a vase.

"Yea, he wanted you to have them before we left New York." My heart stops, that wasn’t Rob’s voice. I know that voice almost better then I knew my own. A wide smile grows on my face and I turn around to find him standing there. Justin. Looking more beautiful than ever.

I jump over the bed and run into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He slowly sets me down and kisses my forehead and then runs his fingers along my cheek.

"I figured you’d like some company." I smile even bigger as he leans down to kiss me, I slowly turn my head to deepen it as we back up and fall onto the bed.

"I can’t believe you’re here." I say as he kisses my nose, and then my forehead. He smiles and then kisses me once more and then lifts up the covers for me.

"Lay down I wanna take a shower I’ll be back in a minute." He whispers before kissing my cheek. I slid under the covers and smile as I watch him walk back into the bathroom.

"Hurry up I’m cold!" I yell jokingly to him.

After about 30 minutes he comes out of the bathroom in nothing but boxers and turns off all the lights. I smile as he walks over to the bed and scoots next to me underneath the covers. I slowly cuddle up next to him laying my head on his shoulder as he wraps his arms around me and runs his hand up and down my side.

"I love you." He whispers and then kisses my forehead.

"I love you." I say back before falling asleep to the best night’s sleep I’ve had since the last time we were together.