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okay heres another update!lol...two in one day...im good! lol. feedback=love!
-abbs♥
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Chapter 3: Again Kelly, why so many questions?
I sighed as I watched the one man I thought I would never see again on T.V. I watched him in confusion and jealousy. Why was I having these feelings? Why did I care? Why did I want to be the girl he mentioned just now? Why am I asking myself so many questions? "AHHH!!!" I took my head and buried it in a pillow. I through the pillow across the room hitting the T.V., and turning it off. I stomped into my bed room, slamming the door three times until it shut. I screamed some more and threw whatever I could get my hands on. I jumped on top of my bed and screamed as loud as my lungs would allow me into my pillows. I think I broke a spring from the pounding and kicking my arms and legs were doing. Interrupting my little episode was once again the phone of annoyance. I sat up and grabbed the phone looking at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number which made me ever more annoyed by the phone itself. I flipped it open and in the sweetest and calmest voice I could I said, "Hello?"
"Kelly?" A deep voice asked.
"Yes, and you are?" I asked trying to be as nice as possible.
"It's me, Kel. You don't recognize my voice?" The deep voice sounded a little disappointed. I started to think about it and then BAM! It hit me like my pillow hit the T.V., hard!
"Oh shit!" I said in barely a whisper, but still audible enough for him to hear.
"Okay well never mind then. I'll just… bye." He said hanging up. Before I could protest the line was dead. I hung up the phone and threw it on my bed. It bounced off the mattress and ended up banging on the floor causing the battery to fall out. I ignored it. Since the battery is out it won't ring again. I smiled in satisfaction. Then I remembered whose voice I heard on the other end of the line.
"Way to go, Kelly. You blew it!" I said to myself. Then again isn't it good that he hung up? Now I can focus on Graham more with no distractions, right? I could just keep thinking about Justin and not even think about Graham. Then again who knows what Graham is thinking about right now? Was that really his manager on the phone? No one gets that happy over their manager calling them, or do they? Am I just something on the side? Who is Graham's manager anyway? Oh yeah it's that Marie chick. Wait, I remember her being really pretty, and having happy eyes with Graham. Is that why he was so happy? Does he have a "thing" going on with her too? No! He wouldn't do that! Would he? Could he? Again Kelly, why so many questions!?

hey guys thanks! this is jus something quick i wrote! hope you like it. the shapters will get longer when i have more time to write! peace out!
-abbs♥
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Chapter 4: A stared at phone never rings
I sat on the couch waiting for him to call. I remembered my friends always saying "a stared at phone will never ring." I was ready to disprove that theory. After fifteen minutes I decided to give into the ridiculous theory. In the middle of my favorite episode of 'Reba' the phone rang. My eyes flashed to the phone then I finally came to sense that I should answer it. I didn't bother looking at the caller ID because I figured it would be Graham. I was off. "Hello?" I asked kindly.
"Uh…Hi." It was the same mystery caller as before. Although it stopped being a mystery as soon as I said "Oh shit," into the phone making a complete fool of myself.
"Hey!" I said enthusiastically. "Sorry about earlier. I was just surprised that you had called. That's all. So why are you calling exactly?" I asked.
"Just to say hi I guess. We haven't talked in awhile so I just wanted to get in touch. So what's new, anything?" he still sounded shy and quiet, which was so unlike him.
"Nothing really I guess. Just touring and writing for the next album, so…" I trailed off not knowing what else to say. He was quiet on the other line. "What about you?" I dreaded the answer.
"Me? I've just been recording for a new album and now I'm working with T.V. Guide."
"Yeah! I saw you on that Idol show thingy!" I said excited being able to point out I wasn't completely out of touch with what he's been doing, even though I was until this morning.
"Yeah, it's pretty fun."
"So…who's the lucky girl?" I asked trying to hide my strange feeling of jealousy.
"Oh, her names Callie," he said suddenly a little too happy for my taste.
"Oh, well that's cool." I said trying to be happy for him.
"Yeah, well I have to go. But it was nice talking to you again, Kells." I smiled at the sound of my nickname.
"Oh okay. Bye, Jus."
"Lov… Bye." With that he hung up the phone. I did the same with a heavy sigh, and resumed trying to disprove my friends' theory that a stared at phone never rings.
This time after 20 minutes of staring, it never rang. Not once. And I was happy that it didn't.

hey!!this chapter is alot longer. Here's some jelly for you!
lemme know what you think! =)
-abbs♥
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Chapter 5: "…that little kiss wasn't meant to go that far!"
I paid the smelly cab driver once we reached my destination. I through money at him and got out of the cab as quick as I could. I couldn't last ten more seconds in that fan even if you paid me. As soon as I arrived in front of my hotel so did my luggage. The bell hop offered to take it up, but I decided to do it myself. I pushed the luggage cart down the hall thinking about how much fun it would be to ride on one. I thought about doing it for a minute then figured it wouldn't be as fun if I was alone. I reached the elevator and loaded my luggage into it. I really didn't need the cart anymore. I got into the elevator and hit the button for the tenth floor. I stood there patiently watching the numbers go by. The elevator stopped on the sixth floor and the doors opened. A tall man with short curly hair walked on with his back to me. The wheel of his suitcase got caught in the crack. I laughed when he clumsily fell backwards from trying to pull I out. "Are you okay?" I asked trying to compose myself.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just have a bit of…umm…suitcase trouble." His words slowed down once he finally looked at me. We stood there in a heated stare, until I finally couldn't take the silence.
"Hi." That was all I could choke out.
"Hi." Apparently it was all he could, too. The doors finally dinged shut and we turned away from each other. I looked down studying my feet. They weren't as interesting as I hoped they would be. After a few moments I could feel his eyes back on me. I looked up and he looked back down. I rolled my eyes at how awkward this was. As soon as we reached the ninth floor, the elevator stopped moving. I closed my eyes in relief that someone else would be joining us on this ride. When I opened my eyes the elevator started to slide down. It grew faster and faster. I grabbed the rail on the wall and looked over to see him doing the same. The elevator jerked and flew back into the right back corner of the elevator. I screamed as sparks hit the back of my neck. I closed my eyes trying to bare the pain. I noticed something on top of me. Thinking it was luggage I tried to push it off, but then I felt hands at the back of my neck. The sparks didn't hurt anymore.
I opened my eyes only to find myself back in darkness again. My arms wrapped around his torso as I felt another jerk. He kept one of his hands on my neck, and moved the other one to the middle of my back. "Are you alright?" I nodded. "Are you sure?" I nodded again. The lights flickered back on, and I pushed away from him. I slowly stood up and he followed. I opened my mouth to tell him thank you, but wasn't able to from the elevator cascading down the shaft. I grabbed both of his arms pulling myself to him. His arms wrapped securely around me waist holding me close. I hid my face in his chest waiting for us to come to our death. The sliding slowed and the elevator made a screech. The lights flickered and I grabbed onto him tighter. "Justin!" I said through my sudden tears.
"It's alright, Kel. It will be fine." He stroked my back and one of his arms stayed wrapped around my waist. When the screeching stopped and the lights were back on, I rested my head against his chest. "Are you positive you're alright?" he questioned again.
"Yeah," I said still not moving. His cheek rested against my head, and I slowly pulled away just enough to look at him. I looked at how his eyes still had the same sparkle they used to. His hair was shorter than before, and he remembered to shave this morning. A soft smile appeared on his even softer lips. He slightly bent down his head giving a soft kiss on my forehead. I brought my hands up to the side of his face hoping that he would move his face down a little bit lower. I got my wish. Not wasting anytime I brought my lips to his. His tongue traced my lips, but this time I didn't give in. He gently bit my bottom lip, and I was defeated. My mouth fell open, and his tongue slipped into it. I felt his hands slide under my shirt resting on my hips. I pulled him closer wanting more of him. His head moved down into the crook of my neck. I held his head closer when we reached the most sensitive spot on my neck. He continued kissing my neck then my collar bone. His hands slid further up my shirt, and rubbed against my bare back. He brought his face back to mine, and gave me one more kiss. He tried pulling away completely but I held onto him. "Kelly, this is wrong." He said pressing his forehead against mine. I just looked at him. After staring for a few more seconds I pressed my lips to his. I pulled away nudging my nose against his. I went to kiss him again but this time he pushed me away. "Kelly, please."
"Sorry." I said looking down. I released my grip from his shirt, and he backed away. He moved over to the opposite end of the elevator, and sat in the corner. I just stood there staring at the floor, hoping it would be more interesting than my feet. My hope was crushed. It was just as boring. Not knowing what to do next, I moved over to my own corner across from him. I brought my knees to my chest, and rested my chin on them. "So…" I said trying to start a conversation. He didn't say anything. "What brings you to New York?" I asked, hoping I'd get some answer out of him, anything to kill the tension.
"Work," he said simply still looking at his feet. I looked at them myself. They weren't much more interesting than mine, just bigger.
"What kind of work?" I asked as another attempt.
"Why'd you kiss me?" He asked looking up at me finally.
"Hey, you kissed me first buddy! Don't try to blame what just happened on me!"
"Yeah, but that little kiss wasn't mean to go that far!" He said back.
"Well it did! Besides, it's not like it was a bad kiss." I said, hoping he would agree.
"Well, yeah, but it shouldn't of happened."
"Why not? I want…" I stopped talking before saying something that I regret.
"You wanted what?"
"I wanted it to happen. I guess I was just curious." I looked back at him. His expression was blank and I couldn't read what he was thinking.
"Curious? About what, Kelly?"
"To see what it would be like to kiss you for real." I looked back down, a bit embarrassed. He didn't say anything. I sighed and buried my face in my knees, and lied to myself saying that he didn't matter.

heres a new chapter!
sorry i havent updated!
school started (freshman!woohoo!)
and i have homework and cross country eveyrday
this one is short but its all jelly lovin!
hope ya like it
-abbs!

Chapter 7: I Am A Cheating Cheater

I was lying in bed about to fall asleep finally after hours of tossing and turning when I heard a knock on my door. I sighed and heaved the covers off of me. I opened the door. "Justin?" He just stood there, staring. "Jus?" I asked again. I got nothing. "Are you okay?" I questioned. He stepped into my room pushing the door shut behind him. He caressed my cheek with his thumb before brining his lips down to mine. He pulled away and his hand dropped from my cheek. We just stood there looking at each other. He stepped closer and out his hands on my waist. I stepped into him and rested my hands against his toned arms. His forehead came down to mine and he took a deep breath. I closed my eyes wondering what the hell I was doing. This whole day had just been wrong! "Justin, I shouldn't-" I was cut off by his mouth colliding into mine.

"Shouldn't what?" he asked only pulling away so that our lips were just centimeters apart.

"Shouldn't keep doing this….With you," I said as my breathing grew heavier.

"Okay, but why?" His grip on me grew tighter.

"Because I have a boyfriend…and umm…I love him and he loves me-" He bent down and kissed me again.

"Not like I can." He kissed me harder and more passionate this time. His arms tightened around me. I moved my arms up around his neck wanting more of him. He lifted me up slightly off of my feet and carried me over to the bed. He set me back on my feet by the side of the luxurious bed. I tugged on the bottom of the shirt and he knew exactly what I wanted. He pulled over his head and dropped it down by our feet. He began lifting the hem of my shirt and I lifted my arms as he pulled it over my head. My shirt fell down on top of his. He brought his lips down to my neck leaving soft feather kisses randomly. I bent my head back giving him better access. He lifted me from my feet this time placing me gently on the bed on my back. He rested his body against mine, but not enough crush me. His lips stayed on my neck and they moved down further onto my chest. His mouth moved down to my stomach. His eyes moved to meet mine when he heard me giggle. "What's so funny?" he asked with a small, crooked, but still insanely cute, smile.

"It tickles that's what!" His smile widened and he was back up at my face. His hands were down at my sides tickling me. I wiggled around under him trying to get his hands to move away. "Justin, stop it!" I said in between laughs. He kept tickling me. I begged him to stop, and after about thirty more seconds of laughs, begs, and tickles he stopped. He kissed me once on my lips.

"I missed you, Kels." He whispered occupying himself with a piece of my hair.

"I missed you too." I pulled his mouth down to mine hoping we could leave off where we were before. His hands wrapped around underneath my back. He kept one resting at the small of my back and moved the other one so it was cradling my head. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I clung to him and he clung to me. His kiss was soft and patient. He slid his hands to the top of my pajama pants slowly sliding them down my legs. When they reached my knees I kicked them off and onto to the floor, then I pulled on his belt loops and he did the same with his. My hands explored what was left of his curls and his traveled my back. I sighed as he began kissing the sensitive skin right underneath my ear. Then I started to realize what I was actually doing. I was cheating. I was a cheater! I tried to push his face off of mine but every kiss was better than the one before. I tried removing his hands from my back but didn't want to lose the feel of his skin against mine. "Jus," I whimpered but his mouth was soon back on mine, and I gave in. I couldn't resist. All thoughts of sweet, passionate, hot, and sexy Graham were consumed with thoughts of an even sweeter, passionate, hotter, and sexier Justin. I am a cheating cheater. Oddly enough, I was okay with that.