“So we have a special guest,” Carson started to say but stopped. “Let me correct myself…special group here today.”
The camera panned away from Carson near his spot at the window towards a row of five empty stools. It showed the young girls behind it screaming like crazy, their signs blurred out.
“Who’s it gonna be? Find out next right here on TRL,” Carson said before letting the microphone drop from his mouth. He looked over at all the teenyboppers filling the room.
‘Great,’ He thought, knowing the next hour and a half would be pure hell.
“Are they even ready?” Carson asked walking towards the back room. His assistant nodded her head, looking down at the clipboard. “They are just changing into the correct outfits.”
Carson rolled his eyes, these boybands were always difficult.
“You’re on in five.”
That was his cue to go back and stand by the window, the curtains now drawn.
“Well as you can tell we have a very popular group showing up in the next few minutes. The curtains drawn, the inside studio a complete buzz of commotion. Everyone wants to know who the mystery guests are,” Carson said. He wiped the corner of his mouth and looked around the room.
“But first let’s get to our number ten video. Slipping two spots on the count down, here’s the newest from Britney Spears and I’m a slave for you.”
The video started to roll and the five guys were brought out on stage. Carson pulled his earphones off and flagged them towards him, hoping to get this show on the road. He gave courtesy props to each guy and asked them to sit down before the video was over.
‘Where is all the runners? This is getting ridiculous that I have to do all the directing,’ Carson thought egotistically to himself.
The final people did their little telecast on why they voted for the video and Carson was cued.
“And we’re back…with my guests,” He said looking around the room and then back to the camera.
The room was screaming, the ringing wouldn’t go away inside of Carson’s head.
“Hello!” A young man’s voice could be heard and the cameraman decided to go to a wide shot, showing who the actual guests were.
‘So much for surprise,’ Carson complained to himself pulling a stool over so he too could sit down beside the group.
“So guys what brings you to New York?” He asked.
Justin and JC started to rattle off reasons like they were cutting tracks to their new album. Chris mentioned that they were gonna start working on a new video.
“I came for the ladies,” Joey laughed putting his arms out towards the crowd.
“Always the ladies man,” Justin chuckled with a slight roll of the eyes.
Carson wanted to comment, add something about 12-year-old ladies but didn’t. He looked down at Lance who was sitting there almost like he was in his own little world. His face seemed to be distracted in thought.
“What about you Lance?” Carson asked while Justin and Joey continued to talk about “ladies”.
Lance shrugged his shoulders. “I knew Kevin was in town so when the guys offered I jumped at the chance,” He said honestly.
Carson nodded his head. He had always respected Lance and Kevin’s relationship, they never seemed to annoy him like the others could. “Have you seen him yet?”
Lance shook his head sadly. “Nope not yet. The guys won’t let me,” Lance answered.
Carson looked over at the four guys that were busy talking amongst themselves. Clearing his throat, Carson got all of their attention.
“Well as most die hard fans know, or those that just happen to scroll onto the TRL webpage…you guys are here for a special reason. Anyone know why?”
All five guys shrugged and just stared at Carson like he was a raving lunatic that many believed he was.
Carson wanted to strangle them but sighed instead. “We have a surprise…for one of you fine people.” He turned his body so he could look at a monitor. “Please enlighten me and watch the TV screen directly in front of you.”
Justin looked at Carson with a questionable look, wondering what had crawled up his ass and died. Eventually, though, he turned and looked at the monitor waiting for whatever it was that was going to happen to well…happen.
He should have remembered of course, as soon as his voice played out over a blank screen Justin’s mind snapped back. It was that video for Lance, they were all apart of it.
“Lance is the peacemaker. He’s the wannabe mom of the group. He sits you down and says ‘Now Joey going out and sleeping with that thirteen year old is bad because when management gets ahold of it…’,” Joey’s voice laughed where as all the people in the studio turned away from the screen for a brief second to look at Joey’s face; bright red as expected.
“Lance is like my mentor. I want my voice low, deep and sexy like his,” Chris said with a smile, the TV finally showing his face. You could tell he was sitting in a room with a drop curtain behind him, a nice fold went along the sheet behind him. It was black, same shade as his wife beater he wore during the making of this video.
Justin talked about how it was cool to have someone around the same age as him, always there to look after each other. JC mentioned the serious side of course, always looking out for the business of their job.
Carson’s hand rubbed the side of the mic against his head and waited for the cute little boyband ‘We love our dorkiest member’ video to be over.
Finally he was cued, and the mic was back up to his mouth. “There’s more to be shown after the number three video…so here it is! POD’s Alive,” He said quickly before the camera was off of him and on the audience with a nice little music clip playing in the background.
“Can I get some fucking water over here?” Carson said getting aggravated, his throat abnormally dry. His stagehand rushed over with a tall glass of ice water, handing it to him with shaking hands.
From the commercials they went straight into the number two video, Smooth Criminal by Alien Ant Farm. Joey got up during the video and started dancing around the room, causing an uproar that just worsened Carson’s headache.
The video was about to end and Joey rushed to his seat, which Justin and Chris just happened to misplace.
“Give him the damned chair!” Carson shouted right before his cue. He turned to the camera and smiled, ignoring the strange looks from both N Sync and the audience.
“Now instead of showing the number one video we’re going to play the background music for your listening pleasure,” Carson said rolling his eyes as he heard the “aw” of the crowd. “Now as I promised before our surprise for the guys is only have over. While the music to the number one video is playing in the background, we are going to play the tape as an accompaniment. So here it is…the rest of the video and the number one video in the country…Think It Over by Wave.”
Carson pointed to the camera and the crowd cheered, then the screen was morphed. Lance said nervously in his seat, wondering what all this meant. He didn’t remember the guys ever doing an interview segment just on him and it was starting to worry his poor little mind.
The music started to play and Lance saw Kevin’s face up on the screen. A smile spread on his face as he saw his longtime lover smiling.
“Lance is the world to me. Without him I couldn’t go on every day. I couldn’t wake up with a smile on my face and expect to get through the day knowing that come weekend, he’ll be sleeping in my arms. He’s so special, touching so many lives that he does and never ceasing to amaze me with his abilities. Kind is an under statement when it comes to Lance. He’s so generous, fan oriented and funny. I love him so much,” Kevin said sitting there with his leg bent and foot resting on his other knee.
“If I could anything for the rest of my life it wouldn’t be to sing with BSB…it’d be to spend it with Lance. So I hope he’s watching cause I want to make sure he understands how much I love and miss him.”
Lance sighed to himself, the monitor screen going black. “I love you too Kev,” He whispered.
“What was that?” Carson asked leaning towards Lance’s seat.
Lance looked up and smiled nervously at Carson. “Oh…I um was just saying I love you too Kevin.”
Carson smiled. “Well isn’t that cute,” He said looking towards his stagehand getting a nod.
“Well you know what guys?”
All the guys looked at him expectantly. “The surprise isn’t over. That last video was shot live…”
The five boys nodded their heads, butterflies filling Lance’s stomach. “From our green room. Kevin will you please come out here,” Carson said waving his arm up in the arm.
“What?” Lance gasped, wanting to know why Kevin was in the Mtv building and he didn’t know about it.
The crowd went wild as Kevin made his entrance through a cloud of fake smoke, waving to the cameras. He smiled to everyone and then let his eyes fall upon his lover.
They were quickly in each other’s arms, words muttered against chests that couldn’t be picked up by microphones.
Then the kiss. It was so sweet and everlasting that Carson’s jaw just about dropped. “I guess they did miss each other,” He chuckled. “Woah was that tongue I saw. Guys this is a family show.”
Finally Kevin pulled his lips from Lance’s and smiled, the rest of the room wanting to watch but not really wanting to invade on the special moment shared by the two.
“I gotta say something,” Kevin started but Lance interrupted with an I love you. Kevin smiled again. “That too but baby listen…I know the last year with all the touring, your movie and all the shit that goes on in both of our lives…it’s been tough but not once did I think it wasn’t worth it. Anything for you is worth more than you can imagine to me and I want to ask…” Kevin gets down on his knee in front of everything, the crowd aws and the camera men are immediately in Kevin’s face.
Lance bits his lower lip nervously, his hand still holding tightly onto Kevin’s. He watches as Kevin uses his free hand to pull out a small black velvet box from his long trench coat pocket, his hair held tightly back in cornrows.
Kevin looked up at Lance, his green eyes sparkling. “Lance will you marry me?” The velvet box was opened and Lance nodded his head quickly, a ‘yes’ squeaking out of his mouth before he was engulfed into Kevin’s arms once again.
“Well there ya have it folks. Good old TRL, always live!” Carson laughed as he was suddenly cued that the credits were about to roll. “Till next time, this is Carson Daly for Mtv’s Total Request Live.”

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