Public Kiss
SS by Chris

“Hello, Los Angeles,” Britney yelled as she started her concert.

As Britney began her concert, another person joined her audience, Justin.  He sat there in complete awe at the woman on the stage.  She hadn’t toured in almost a year, but it looked like she never left the stage.  She was perfect.  Everything was perfect.  But should it be any different, not when it concerns Britney, and Justin knew it.  It would be perfect, because she would work and work and work until it was perfect. 

“J, you ready to go,” Mike said as the concert began to close.

“Yeah,” Justin said standing up and walking to the back of the luxury box.

“Hold on Mike,” he said turning around to watch her finish her last routine and then he left for the backstage.

He got backstage, just as she finished her curtain call and was walking off.

“Hey, you looked great out there,” Justin, said kissing her cheek as she walked off the stage.

“Thanks,” she said as they walked back to her room.

When they reached her room, she said, “Would you like to stick around or are you guys leaving?”

“I would love to stay, but I’ve got some stuff to do early tomorrow morning and I’ve got to get some sleep.  So I guess that I’ll see you later,” he said kissing her cheek again.

“Okay, good night Justin.  Night Mike,” she said and then she walked into the room.

Little did they know that they had been watched the whole time.

The next morning Fe woke Britney with her usual cup of coffee and the morning paper.

“Brit, you’ve got to wake up honey,” Fe said as she sat the coffee and paper down on the nightstand.

“Come on Sleepyhead, get out of bed,” she said nudging her.  Still she got nothing.

“Alright, you asked for it,” Fe said and she left the room. 

She returned about a minute later, with a glass of cold water.

“Fe don’t even think about it,” Britney said while still trying to sleep.

“Then get out of bed,” Fe said as she continued towards the bed.

“Give me five more minutes and then I’ll get up,” Britney said snuggling back down to the bed.

“No, you’ve got to get up now.  You’ve got rehearsals and sound check at the venue, and Justin called and said to call him back when you got a chance.  Now get up,” Fe said standing over her.

“Five minutes that’s all I ask.  Five minutes,”

“Up,” Fe said as she let a drop of the cold water hit Britney in the face.

Britney didn’t move, so Fe dumped the cup on her.  Britney jumped out of bed covered in water.

“Felicia, I can’t believe you did that,” Britney yelled at her.

“I told you to get up.  Now that you’re up, here is your coffee and paper,” Fe said handing Britney a towel and pointing to the cup of coffee and paper on the nightstand.

“I’ll let you get cleaned up now,” Fe said with a smile as she left the room.

“I’ll get you for this,” Britney yelled as Fe closed the door. 

After she changed into some dry clothes, Britney sat down and started to read the paper and drink her coffee.  She opened to the entertainment section, just as she took a drink.  When she saw the picture of the front page, she spit the coffee on the paper.

“What the fuck is this?” she yelled.

“Britney what’s the matter,” Fe said running back into the room.

Britney showed her the picture, then read the caption under the picture.

Britney Spears’ concert last night at Staples wasn’t the only show being put on by the Princess of Pop. She and ex-boy Justin Timberlake were spotted together after the show.  Could we be seeing a reunion of Pops Power Couple?

It was a picture of Justin kissing her cheek last night before he left.

“Get me Justin, right now,” she yelled. 

“Speak,” Justin said answering the cell phone.

“Have you seen the LA TIMES today,” Britney said.

“Well, hello to you to sleepy.”

“Have you seen the damn paper Justin,” Britney said with a little more anger in her voice.

“No.  Why?  Are you okay?” 

“Well, find the paper and look in the entertainment section.  You’ll find a wonderful picture of the us kissing,”

“When?” Justin asked.

“It’s from last night.  Someone took a picture of you kissing my cheek last night,” she said nearly in tears now.

“What’s the big deal Brit?  You and I know that there was nothing to it.  So what’s the big deal?” Justin said very calmly.

“What’s the big deal?  What’s the big deal?” Britney said with her voice rising in tone each time.

“Yeah, what’s the big deal?  It’s only a picture Britney,” Justin said.

“Yeah, just a picture to you.  You’re not going to be run through the ringer on every tabloid for running back to the ex-boyfriend because you lost him.  You’re not going to be the punch line for jokes for the next month because of one picture.  You’re not the one who is going to be asked are you dating again, for the next three months.  You’re not the one who is going to have to deal with the backlash of this.  You’re not the one who is going to have to deal with the looks I get anytime your name is mentioned with mine,” she yelled at him.

“Britney, calm down.  Damn!  It’s only a picture.  It’s not the end of the world,” Justin said still calm.

“Not for you.  I can’t believe that you’re so calm about this.  How can you be so calm about this?” She continued to yell at him.

“Because there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it.  So, I’m not going to sweat it.  It’s only a picture, Britney.”

“It’s not only a picture.  It will turn into a bunch of pictures on every tabloid from here to the moon and back again.  It will be on every gossip show, or column,” she continued to yell at him.

“Britney, I’m going to let you calm down for a while.  I’ll call you later, okay.” Justin said.

“Whatever!” Britney said and then hung up.

“What was that all about,” JC asked Justin.

“Brit’s pissed about some picture in the LA Times today.  She’s overacting,” Justin said sitting down next to JC.

“She’ll calm down.  Giver her some time,” JC said patting his friends back.

“Oh, well. Let’s do this,” Justin said returning his attention to the mixing board in front of him. 

Britney went on with the day, and she was pissed all day long.  She wouldn’t allow any photographers into the backstage area.

“Brit, you’ve got five minutes,” the tour manager said.

“Fine,” she snipped back.

“Britney, don’t be pissed at him.  You need to lose you’re little attitude that you’ve got going on tonight.  It’s getting old,” Fe said as she left the room.

“Whatever,” Britney mumbled as she got ready.

 Britney’s show went off without a hitch as usual, but after she came off the stage, the fireworks began again. 

“Are you better?” Fe asked as she entered Brit’s dressing room.

“No!” Britney snapped.

“What is your problem tonight. You’ve been snapping at every person that has tried to talk to you.  You can’t still be pissed about that picture.” Fe said picking up her outfits strewn throughout the room.

“I just don’t feel like being bothered tonight that’s all,” Brit said as she walked into the bathroom to shower.

After her shower, Brit came out and Fe was talking on the phone to someone.

“Who’s on the phone?” Brit lipped to her.

“Justin,” Fe lipped back.

Britney just rolled her eyes and stormed back into the bathroom.

“What did you say to her this morning?” Fe asked Justin.

“Nothing.  She just blew up over that damn picture.  She kept saying that she is going to be in every tabloid show and magazine from here to the moon, or something like that.  She freaked out about it.  I told her that I was going to let her calm down and that I’d call her back.  Why?”

“Well, she came out of the bathroom and asked who was on the phone.  When I said it was you, she rolled her eyes and stormed back into the bathroom.  Plus, she has been a real bitch all day.  Anybody that has tried to talk to her, she has ripped their head off.”

“Oh well, I guess that she is entitled to being a bitch every now and then.  Well, it’s getting late and I need to get some sleep, so I guess that I’ll try to talk to her tomorrow.  Have a good night Fe,” Justin said.

“Good night Justin,” Fe said and they hung up. 

When Britney came out of the bathroom, she was dressed and ready to go the hotel.

“Ready,” Brit said as she looked around the room one last time to see if she had forgotten anything.

“After you,” Fe said opening the door for her.

“Thanks,” Brit said as she walked through the door.

“Oh my, that’s the first nice thing you’ve said all day,” Fe said as she closed the door.

“Fe, why do you have to be on my case constantly,” Britney said turning around and looking at her.

“Because,” Fe said as she continued towards the bus.

“That’s not a good enough answer,” Britney said not moving.

Fe turned around and looked at her and said, “Do you really want to do this out in the open or on the bus.”  As she finished talking she waved her hand at all the people that were looking at t he two of them yelling at each other backstage.

“Fine,” Britney said stomping off towards the bus.

Fe just took deep breaths and started towards the bus.

As soon as she got on the bus, Britney said, “Now give me a good reason why you’ve been bitching at me all day long!”

“Because, Britney you’re been a first class bitch all day and quite frankly I’m tired of it.  So, you’re pissed about a photo.  Big fucking deal!  It’s one photo.  Who cares whether Justin is kissing you in it or not.  You’ve never cared what anybody else thought before, why should you start now.  You’ve been yelling at everybody for something that they couldn’t control, and neither could you.  So, quit blaming Justin, the crew, me, Larry, and most of all yourself for the picture.  Now you need to make it up to everyone for being a bitch today,” Fe said and then sat down as they started to move.

Britney just looked like she had seen a ghost.  She was almost knocked over when the bus started moving.  She sort of fell into the couch.  She sat and thought about what Fe had just said.

After a few minutes she spoke, “I have been a real bitch tonight haven’t I?”

“That’s one way of putting it,” Fe retorted.

“I’m sorry.  It’s just that I don’t want the media to get into my relationship with him again.  I’m finally starting to get him back, and if they get involved again, it will just fuck everything up,” she said almost on the verge of tears.

“B, you can’t worry about them.  They’re going to get their pictures.  You just have to live your life the way you want too.  If that means getting back with Justin, then do it and quit worrying about whether the media finds out or not,” Fe said as she rubbed Brit’s back.

“You’re right.  I guess that I should call Justin back and apologize shouldn’t I?”

“You might want to wait till tomorrow.  He went to sleep,” Fe said getting up.

“You’re right.  I’ll go see him tomorrow before we leave for the venue.  We’ll still be in LA another two days right.”

“Yeah, we’re almost at the hotel Boo.”

“Okay.  Hey, Fe.  Thanks for setting me straight tonight.  What would I do without you?” Britney said walking over and hugging Fe.

“Well, you won’t have to find out cause you’re stuck with me.”

That next day, Britney got up early and went over to see Justin in person to apologize.

“Hey, Britney.  What brings you by so early?” Justin said as he opened the door.

“I wanted to apologize for being a bitch yesterday,” she said as they walked into the living room.

“Hey, I know how you get when something bothers you. It’s no big deal,” he said sitting across the room from her.

“Yeah, but that’s no excuse for me acting like I did.  I was a real bitch about nothing.  It’s just that I can’t stand it when people feel they have to invade my privacy. That’s still no reason for me to have been such a bitch so I’m sorry anyway.  I shouldn’t have taken it out on you and everybody else,” she said as she looked into his eyes.

“Ok, apology accepted. Look B, normally I would love nothing more than to sit here and shoot the breeze with you, but I’m supposed to be in the studio with JC in about an hour.  So I really have to get going.”

“Oh sure, I’m sorry.  I should have called first to see if you were busy today.  I’m sorry,” she said getting up and walking towards the door.

“It was no big deal.  I really don’t mind when you stop by.  You should know that by now anyway,” he said with a smile on his face.

“You know it just occurred to me on the ride over.  If we can get that kind of a reaction about a kiss on the cheek, just think about the reaction we could get if we were going out again,” Britney said as she walked through the door and Justin stood against the door frame.

Without missing a beat Justin replied, “Let’s find out.”

Britney’s smile faded quickly.  Had she just heard him correctly?  Did he just say lets find out?

“I’ll let you think about it,” he said kissing her forehead and helping her into her car. 

“I’ll call you tonight,” he said as he started towards the house.

Britney just sat in the car completely shocked by what just happened.  As she started her car and began to pull away, she finally came out of shock from what Justin had said. 

She thought about it all the way back to the hotel.  When she arrived at the hotel she was a happy as she had been in a long time.  She was so happy that she skipped up the hallway towards her room, almost knocking over Larry as she went by.

“What are you so happy about?” he asked as she continued down the hall.

“Stuff,” she yelled back and she entered her room.

“FE!” she yelled as she walked in.

“What the matter Boo,” Fe asked looking over the couch.

“He asked me again,” B said running over and falling into the chair.

“What?  Who asked you what?” Fe asked confused at Britney’s riddle.

“Justin!” Britney said trying to contain her excitement a little.

“Start from the beginning.” Fe asked.

“Okay, well I went over to apologize right.  Well we started talking, but then he had to leave.  As we were leaving I asked him if we could get that kind of reaction out of the press over a simple kiss on the cheek, then think of the reaction we could get if we went back out again.  And he said, “Let’s find out.” He wants me back, Fe!  He wants me back,” she said with such excitement that she couldn’t sit still anymore.

“That’s great B, but I hate to break this too you, but we’ve got to get going or we’re going to be late,” she said getting up and grabbing Brit’s bag.

“Let’s go Fe.  I’ve got a show to do,” Brit said running to the door and out.

Fe just smiled.  She hadn’t seen Britney this happy in quite a long time.

That night Britney put on one of the best shows that she has done in a long time.  She had that fire back in her eye and it showed as she hit everything perfect.  She was right on the whole night. 

When she arrived back at the hotel, she found her room full of red roses and a card lying on the bed.

Brit,

I hope that I haven’t scared you away.  I just thought that you might like to give us try again.  I feel that my life isn’t fully complete unless you’re around.  When you’re around, I feel that completeness that I’ve been searching for recently.  I know that we’ve said some things and done some things that neither of us are too proud of, but I would love nothing more than to give it one more try and to make it work this time.  I love you Britney.  I hope that I’ll see you soon.

Justin.

Britney just started bouncing up and down with joy.  She immediately grabbed her keys, purse and some of the roses that were lying about the room and left.

An hour later, she pulled into the driveway of Justin’s house.  As she got out of the car, Justin opened the front door.

“Well, I didn’t think that you be back so soon,” he said as he opened the door for her to walk through.

“Well, I found some flowers all over my bed and it would take to much effort to clean up.  So I was wondering if I could stay here tonight,” she said with smile and a rose.

Justin just smiled back and said, “I would love nothing more.”

Then he pulled her close and placed a passionate kiss on her lips.  As she deepened the kiss, he reached his leg out and shut the door.