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Lonely Hearts	By : LadyRaye Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > N'sync Views: 1381 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of NSync. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Lonely Hearts
- 2-New Friends
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Lance Bass, any of the members of *NSYNC. Sadly, I wish I did.

A/N: Okay, I know. Forever to update but I was really busy and it took forever, I apologize and I hope you forgive me. ^_^ please?

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Angel took Ryan’s hand and led him towards the bathroom. There they washed up and once done, Ryan took off running. Angel followed slowly behind, a small smile on her face. Hetherther had been right, Ryan would steal her heart the moment they met. Turning around the corner, Angel was looking towards the pictures on the wall when she ran into something, or rather, someone.

“Oh, God I’m sorry…” Angel said, looking up she met Lance’s green eyed gaze, “And hello Lance.” Lance gulped and slowly moved back away from Angel. The last thing he needed to do was wrap his arms around Angel.

“Hey Angel. We need to quit meeting this way. It could severely hurt one of us.” Lance replied. Angel smiled softly, God that smile could kill a guy Lance thought.

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m going to go, uh, go visit my dad. I haven’t gotten to see him yet.” Lance nodded.

“He’s in the downstairs room. You know where it is…” He said, walking off towards the bathroom. Angel sighed, He’s still as much of an asshole as he was six years ago, she thought. Slowly Angel walked down the hallway, she didn’t want to see her father sick, but it was something she had to do. Knocking she waited until she heard her mother’s voice allowing her to enter. Opening the door, Angel felt the heat in the room, and the low light made everything a little harder to see.

“Papa?” Angel said lightly.

“There’s my Angelgirl…come in come in.” Her father replied his voice slightly hoarse. Angel held back the tears as she saw her once strong father. He was paler, a lot paler. His shoulder’s sagged slightly and his normally brown, full of life eyes were sad, and dark. She walked towards the bedside and immediately she took ahold of his hand.

“How are you doing Papa?”

“How do I look?”

“Not too good, but I don’t care about that. I want to know, honestly how do you feel?”

“I feel like shit that is how I feel. Anyways, I’m glad you came back Angelgirl. You’ve been gone too long.”

“I know Papa, I know. You asked for me and I came.”

“I knew you would, you’re my little girl, my mi hita. That and I wanted you to come back for a good reason…” Her father smiled softly, his voice slowly going out.

“Papa, why don’t you rest? We can visit again tomorrow.” Her father slowly nodded a soft smile on his face. Angel leaned down and kissed his forehead lightly, just as he had done as she grew up. Her mother had left the room to help set the table for dinner and she tucked her father in tightly. Slowly she left the room and turned the lights down a little more, making it easier for him to sleep. She wiped the tears away and before walking into the kitchen, checked in the mirror.

“Heya Angel! Come sit next to me, and right after we’re done eating we’re gonna go watch Shrek!” Ryan exclaimed.

“Alright Ryan. Well, I feel special getting to sit next to a cutie like you.” Ryan smiled then scrunched his face.

“Girls are icky, you’d be better off liking my daddy.” Angel looked up to Lance, who was as shocked as she was. Smiling she ruffled Ryan’s hair.

“You just better worry about eating…especially if we want to watch Shrek.” Ryan nodded and just and began eating.

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“Shine your shoes, wipe your…face!” Ryan yelled. Angel smiled.

“You’ve seen this way too many times Ryan.” Angel told him.

“Yeah, it’s my favorite movie. I mean I know what they mean.”

“What do they mean?”

“They mean wipe your as-“

“Ryan!”

“Sorry daddy.” Angel turned around, her gaze meeting Lance’s. Lance looked not only tired but in need of a helping hand.

“Hey Ryan, do you know how to fix popcorn?”

“Course I do! I’m six years old! What do ya think I am? Stupid?”

“Of course not Ryan, I was just wondering, why don’t you go fix us some popcorn and your daddy can come watch the movie with us.” Ryan’s eyes brightened with the mention of popcorn.

“Ok! Pause the movie though!”

“No problem Ryan.” Angel hit the DVD on pause. Ryan quickly hopped off the couch and ran into the kitchen. Angel looked up to Lance once again, who was leaning against the doorway and rubbing his left shoulder.

“Does your shoulder hurt?” She asked.

“It’s sore, nothing much can really help it…this happens a lot.” He replied.

“Well, come over here and let me rub it.” Lance gave her a surprised look. Sighing she rolled her eyes and looked straight into his eyes. Which was a mistake…quickly regaining her composure she stood up.

“Lance, I’m a physical therapist. I know what I’m doing…”

“I don’t know…”

“Lance, I’m not the same seventeen year old kid who thought I was in love with you.” Because I know I’m in love with you she thought.

“Fine.” Lance sighed. Walking over towards her he sat down in front of her and immediately she began to work out the knot in his shoulder. He had to admit, those hands were awesome, they could work wonders. Slowly his eyes began to shut and he began to breathe deeply. After a few minutes Ryan had walked back in.

“Daddy…what’s wrong?” Lance’s head shot up and he quickly moved away from Angel.

“Angas jas just helping my shoulder. What’s wrong Ryan?”

“Nothing, I was just wondering if you wanted cokes too…the popcorn is done.”

“Yeah, um, I have to go take a shower, so why don’t you ask Angel to help you out. Show her where everything is.” Angel looked up to Lance. Sighing she saw anger in his eyes and knew it wasn’t for his son, it was for her.

“Ok Daddy. Come on Angel.”

“I’ll be right there.” Angel stood up quickly and sighed, “You know Lance, I was tryto hto help, but because you’re being an asshole, maybe you need a shower to cool yourself off.” Pushing past him, Lance sighed and quickly walked up stairs. Angel was right, he was pissed, but it wasn’t towards her, she had worked wonders on his shoulder it was towards himself. Slamming his door he looked at the picture of Sandra his jaw clenched. He promised himself when he held Ryan in his arms that he wouldn’t let any women come into their lives and risk falling in love with her. Angel had come back, Angel was now a grown woman, and she was definitely desirable. No, never again…after what she did, never again. He thought. Angel was right about one thing though, he needed a cold shower.
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