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out the Star, entertainment section." He returned a few minutes later with the paper in hand, dropping all of
the excess sections until he found the entertainment section. As he looked at the picture, that section
dropped to the floor as well.
"Well?" Nick leaned down to pick it up, gasping at the picture on the front page. There was a picture of the
two of them. It was as though they were being caught in a private moment, Justin's back against Nick's chest
and their faces close to one another, as if Nick is whispering something into Justin's ear. Both are laughing
and the picture displayed a deep and intimate affection between them. There was no disputing the fact that
there was more than friendship passing between them. The headline read "Is He? Isn't He? Hollywood's
Question Finally Answered. He Is!"
There was a small blurb under the picture about Nick and his date, how close they looked, how they could
hardly keep their hands off of one another. Although the gentleman that was spotted with Nick was
unknown, sources say that he is in fact a Torontonian. It also read that although
Hollywood had been speculating for quite some time of Nick Carter's sexual preferences, as he was never
linked romantically with anyone, male or female. So being able to put speculation to rest, if the night before
was any indicator, Nick Carter was definitely gay. Or at least bi. As Justin read, he felt his stomach start to
churn, afraid of what Nick's reaction was going to be. Reading further, the person writing the blurb stateed
that although Nick does have sexual preferences for men, they didn't believe that it will reflect his ability to act
nor the way people perceive him. With the caliber of acting that he was capable of, and judging from the
movie screened the night before, Nick had nothing to worry about, the only ones affected being those
women hoping to snag his heart, as it appeared that one young man had already done that.
Justin took a deep breath, unsure of what to say. "Are you worried? Upset?" He bit his lip nervously, waiting
for Nick's reaction. He had expected Nick to be angry, to freak out. What he got was a smile.
"Nah. Its' who I am. It's always been suspected, so why does it matter? I'm not ashamed of being gay."
"But.. What if you're typecast? What if this ruins your career? Do you have any regrets?"
Nick shook his head and pulled Justin close. "I don't regret a thing. I could never regret this." They kissed
softly and Nick laid them down on the bed. "Have you noticed that in all my movies, the ones where there is a
leading actress with me, I don't do love scenes? There are kissing scenes but nothing with nudity or semi sex
scenes. It's not what I'm there for. I try to stay away from movies that focus on that primarily."
Justin thought about it and realized Nick was right. He hadn't even noticed. Smiling, he relaxed. "It was a
good picture though eh?" He reached onto the floor to pick it up again, putting it up for both of them to see it.
So much was said with that one picture and they simply looked at it for a few minutes, awed to see what was
so clear between them.
"Amazing," Nick answered, fingering Justin's face on the paper. He had a far off look on his face and Justin
was wondering what was on his mind.
"Who all knows already?" Justin was curious as to how out Nick was before the picture was printed.
"Well before this?" Justin nodded and Nick sighed, holding him tighter. "Of course Chris, Lance and Brian
know They're my closest friends, I mean Chris works for me but we've been together for 5 years now and it
could only remain professional for so long. Now don't get me wrong, there's nothing sexual going on, never
has been. But we're close. My family knows. I think my mom was the first person I told. Of course it was
because she caught me in an ever so compromising position, but that's a story for another time." Justin
leaned in to softly kiss Nick, their tongues pressing together lightly. "The important people know. The ones
who I know won't be having a heart attack on Monday when this is on Entertainment Tonight. I don't care what
people think or say about me, at least not the outside people. My friends and family matter, but if they're
close, they already know."
Justin smiled, feeling a bit more relaxed. "Good. I was just afraid that I'd have some of the Carter family beating
down my door to lynch me for corrupting their golden boy."
Nick shook his head, smiling. "Nah, they'll be upset I'm staying up here longer, but when I tell them why,
they'll be happy. I wouldn't be surprised if they were on the next flight up to meet you. Mom always said that
one day I'd meet a boy that made me forget everything and anything that doesn't matter. I thought she was
crazy but I have. I've never met anyone that I would have done what I did last night with, especially at a party
that was so widespread, you know?" Justin did know and he nodded his head. "But last night, it was so
different. I mean, I know you thought I was drunk, and I was. I was beyond drunk, but I knew what I was doing.
I've drank more and done less with people, so it wasn't the alcohol that was acting, it was me. Me not caring
who saw us and found out how much you mean to me." Nick stopped talking and looked at the odd
expression on Justin's face, suddenly self conscious. "What?"
"I love you Nick," was all Justin said, placing soft kisses on Nick's jaw to his ear. "I'm so in love with you."
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