rhardin (rhardin) wrote in johnmayerslash,

Title: Country Star
Chapter Title: chapter 9
Characters: James, John
Genres: AU, drama
Rating: R
Warnings: Slash fic
Summary: James and Justin make a deal, James tells John about the race.

James lifted his head up and looked at the clock. It was almost 4 o’clock in the afternoon. “Shit,” he said, feeling for John. All he felt was the sheets and blankets. He sat up. “John,” he called out, walking towards the bathroom. He stopped, hearing the shower on. He looked inside. John was running a washcloth over himself singing a song James had never heard before. James leaned on the doorframe, listening to him. Country music was not his thing, but he liked John’s voice.

“He’s good, isn’t he?”

James turned and stared at Justin. “Look, I know you got a sugar thing, so I’m sending Rhonda to the store. Give me a list of what you need,” he said.

James nodded. “I don’t want you to give him that shot anymore,” he said, making the list.

“I don’t think you have any right to tell me what to do here,” Justin said.

“I could leave,” James said, sitting the paper down.

“You wouldn’t. He’d kill himself if you left again,” Justin said, walking over to him.

“Not my problem,” James said.

“You are a liar. You care about him,” Justin said.

“Just give me a chance. I know I can help him. If I fail, give him the shot and I won’t say a word,” James said.

“Hmm, we could try that, but you have to follow my rules,” Justin said.

James licked his lips and sat on the bed.

“You are a pain in the ass,” Justin said. “Ok, I’ll do it, but if I catch you breaking any of the rules, I’m done,” he said, walking out of the room.

James got up and walked into the kitchen.

“My God, kid, put some cloths on!” Justin barked.

“I was told I couldn’t have sex with him. That was one of the rules, but I may have to pull out all the stops to get him to sing on Sunday,” James said.

Justin looked at him and smiled. “That is the only rule you can break,” he said. “Now get out of here before I change my mind.”

James turned and walked back into John’s room. John walked out of the bathroom. He was running a towel over his hair to dry it off.

John sat on the bed and looked over at James. He walked over and touched his face.
“God, you’re still on fire,” he said, running his hands down his chest. “I need to talk to you,” James said.

John looked up at him “Are you leaving?” John asked.

“No, please stop asking that. I’m not going to leave you again, I swear,” James said, looking at him.

“I’m sorry,” John said, looking down. James lifted his chin.

“We are going to the race on Sunday,” James said.

John smiled. It was a bit of an uneasy smile.

“I’ll be there. We’re going to sit in our own suit, we’ll get to tour the pits, you can meet any driver you want and after the race we can go in victory lane,” James said, taking his hand.

“Will you be there?” John asked.

“Yeah, it will be a lot of fun,” James said, rubbing his hand.

John looked away. “What do I have to do?”

“Sing before the race,” James said.

John closed his eyes. “Pretty stupid, huh? A singer that can’t sing in front of his own fans?”

“We can do it together, you and me,” James said, seeing the panic in John’s eyes.

John shook his head.

“John, look at me. There’s more,” he said.

“No, I can’t. I’m….more?” John asked, the color leaving him.

James touched the bruise on his arm. “If you do this, they won’t give you that shot anymore.”

John looked up. He swallowed. “Really?” he whispered.

“Yeah. I talked to Justin about it. If we do this, they are over.”

“But….” John said looking down.

“There isn’t going to be any ‘buts’ because we will do it together,” James said, resting his forehead on John’s.

“I don’t want to let you down,” John said.

“You wont,” James said, kissing him. John laid back and James laid down next to him.

“When I was younger, my mom had to home school me,” John said. “I just couldn’t go to school with others.”

“Why?” James asked.

“I don’t know. People just make me nervous,” he said, taking James’s hands. “I got made fun of a lot because I was so quiet. I’d sit in the back of the room and pray the teacher wouldn’t call on me. I got sick a lot and would miss at least 2 or 3 days of school a week, so my parents and the school thought it was best if I went to see someone, but my parents didn’t like the ideal of them….” he stopped and took a deep breath. He laughed a bit.

James looked at him. “What’s so funny?” he asked.

“They didn’t want me to be on a bunch of drugs to help me relax. They didn’t believe in that stuff. So they thought putting me in home school would work and I’d grow out of it. It didn’t help. It just made things worse for me,” he said. “Ha, if they could see me now…” he said, looking at his arms.

James sighed.

“Eventually, I got a job. I drove cars from one lot to another, so they could be washed and detailed. Back and forth all day, I was the only one out there. Everyone else hated that job. I miss doing that. I love to drive,” John said. “I don’t remember much after that,” he said. “It’s all so blurry.”

James pulled him closer.

“I’m glad you’re here,” John said.

“Me, too,” James said, kissing him.

“John, get dressed,” Amy said, walking into the room. She sat some clothes down for John.. “You, too, James.”

“Wait, I thought you said I could relax here?”

“Relax, yes. Here, no,” she said. “I’ve got a surprise for you. Now, get dressed.” She turned and walked out of the room.

John slowly sat up. “What’s going on?” he asked. He got up and started to put on the clothes Amy had set out for him.

“I have no idea,” James said, picking up his pants. He put them on as well as his shirt.

“Amy, where are to taking them?” Justin asked.

“To a movie. John loves movies. I rented the whole theater,” she said.

“Hmm, that’s a good idea,” he said. “I knew I kept you around for a reason.”

She rolled her eyes and walked back into the kitchen.

John entered.

“You look nice,” she said.

“I should,” he said. “You picked it out.”

“Where’s James?” she asked.

“Testing his sugar levels and putting on his watch,” John said, sitting down. “What’s up?” he asked.

“I said it was a surprise,” she said, touching him. “God, John, you’re hot.”

“I’m your brother,” he said. “You are not supposed to think of me like that.” He flashed a rare smile.

“Johnny,” she said, smiling back it him. It was rare for him to be like this. The effects of most of the drugs were wearing off and John was acting like himself. “You still have a fever. Do you feel ok?” she asked.

“Hmm, yeah. No worse than usual,” he said, smiling again as James walked into the room.

“Hmm, you look like….you,” Amy said.

“Gotta love me,” James said, taking John’s hand. He put his backpack over his shoulder.

“Ok, lets go,” she said, leading them to her car.

“Wait!” Justin yelled, running after them. “Take these,” he said, giving John a cup of pills.

Amy looked at him. “Just his normal stuff. James and I have a deal, right, James?” he said as John swallowed the pills.

James nodded and again took John’s hand, leading him to Amy’s car.
James sat next to him. He sat his bag down at his feet. John laid his head on James’s shoulders. James wiped the sweat off his face and forehead. He glanced up at Amy.
“I think he’s getting sick,” he said.

“He’s always been warm blooded,” she said, trying to hide the worry in her voice. She stopped the car and they got out. James lifted his bag and put his over his shoulder. John took James’s hand.

“Not out here,” she said

John smiled and let James’s hand go as they walked to the movie theater.

“We get to go in through the back,” she said “Follow me.”

“What are we going to see?” John asked.

“That new Josh Hartnett movie,” she said.

“That sounds really good,” John said as they walked inside.

“Welcome,” an older man said, meeting them. “Everything is all set up and ready,” he said.

“Good. As long as there are no problems, you get everything we talked about,” Amy said as they followed the old man.

“I hope this will do,” he said as they walked into the small theater.

“Just us?” John asked, looking around seeing no one else.

“Yeah. I rented you the whole place.”

“I will be back with your popcorn and drinks,” the old man said.

“Pick as seat,” Amy said.

John walked over to the middle of the room and sat down. James sat next to him. He sat his bag down in the chair next to him.

“The last time I was here, I…. Oh never mind,” James said, blushing a bit.

John looked over at him. “You shy?” he said.

“Well, I wasn’t always proud of everything I did,” James said, looking up. The old man returned with two big buckets of popcorn and two drinks.

“Here you are, sir,” he said, sitting them down in front of John.

“I love popcorn,” John said, reaching his hand into it. He removed a handful and tossed it into his mouth.

“I hope I got it right,” the old man said, looking at James.

“Is it diet?” he asked.

“No, sir,” the old man said.

“I told you, they both needed diet,” Amy said, walking over to him.

“I’m so sorry. I’ll fix it right away!” he said, rushing off. He returned with new drinks.

“Thanks,” James said as he handed it to him.

“Is there anything, else?” he asked.

“No, this is fine,” John said

“All right. I will go and start the movie,” he said.

“Have you heard about this movie?” John asked.

“Yeah, a bit. I heard you shouldn’t leave the room, or you’ll miss something and be confused,” James said.

“Hell, I’m always confused,” John said, getting more popcorn. He looked back at Amy. She was a few rows behind them. John turned back around and took James’s hand and leaned back.

“I hate previews,” John said.

“Are you going to talk during the movie?” James asked.

“Yeah, I always do. I’m sorry.”

James smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

“Talk away,” he said, getting some popcorn for himself as the movie started.

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