Rating: PG – Some language… nothing naughty
Notes: This is inspired by the fact that J.Lo has invaded my home city to make a movie with Richard Gere and I’m not a happy camper about the J.Lo mania that is ensuing. Please let me know whether I should continue this or not.
Summary: AU Justin is an movie star who’s coming to make a film in the Pitts.
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“Hey, boys.” Emmett said with a big grin on his face as he sashayed up to the table that his friends were occupying at Woody’s. “Have you heard the word on the street?”
“Nope.” Ted replied.
“But I’ll bet you’re going to fill us in on all the latest gossip.” Brian rolled his eyes, he could just imagine what Emmett had to share with them.
“Looks like we got us a big movie star coming to Pittsburgh to make a film.” Emmett had his usual gossip face on.
“Who? Bette Midler?” Brian said with mock excitement.
“Justin Taylor.” Emmett looked proud.
“Great,” Brian rolled his eyes once again. “Every PFLAG mother’s dream son is coming to the Pitts. Why, we must go out and declare Justin Taylor day immediately.”
“Come on, you know you’ve been dreaming of fucking him since you saw him in Behind The Sun.” Ted grinned. “When he did that really hot sex scene with what’s-his-name.”
“Why the fuck would I want a piece from some goody goody little blond chicken,” Brian raised his bottle and gestured to a hot guy at the bar, “When I could have that instead?”
“Because by the time Justin gets here, you’ll already have had him and we all know your rules about repeats.” Michael finally spoke.
“Yeah, and then as soon as I came, the press would have us married and adopting a Mandarin baby.” Brian rolled his eyes. “No thanks. I’ll refrain from fucking Hollywood’s gay boy wonder.”
“Sure, you will, Bri.” Michael rolled his eyes.
“Now, if you boys will excuse me, I’m going to go work some magic and take that guy at the bar back to my place while you guys hang out here and gossip about movie stars.” Brian placed his empty bottle on the table and moved towards the bar.
*~*~*
“I’m so fucking sick of it!” Justin raged as he paced his room. “Why couldn’t I just stay in the closet like most of Hollywood?”
“Calm down, J. You’re going to give yourself a heart attack.” Justin’s assistant, Ethan advised. “What’d they write about you this time?”
“I shook Bunky-- You know the hairy guy from Big Brother?—Yah, I shook his hand and suddenly according to The Enquirer we’re involved in a passionate affair. A, that’s gross. B, why can’t I shake another out man’s hand without the tabloids making it into something huge?” Justin rolled his eyes. “Why can’t I have a bad reputation for being a whore?”
“Because those rags can’t print shit that’s true?” Ethan teased. “Plus, your publicist has done a pretty good job of making you into the perfect gay role model.”
“What can I do to shed this little precious gay boy image?” Justin plopped down onto his bed and looked at his assistant.
“Short of finding some delicious bad boy and having some very public sex with him?” Ethan joked.
“That would work.” Justin laughed with Ethan, but he was seriously considering doing that very thing. “When do I have to be in,” Justin shuddered, “Pittsburgh?”
“Two days.” Ethan replied. “But I got us a flight to New York tomorrow afternoon so that we can spend the day there, do some shopping, you know… And then we have a flight to Pittsburgh the day after that.”
“And tell me again why we couldn’t film this movie somewhere else?” Justin wasn’t looking forward to going back to the place where he spent the first five years of his life.
“Because it had all the locations they needed.” Ethan stood and walked over to the bed to sit next to Justin. “You don’t have to see your dad.”
“I don’t plan on it.” Justin shook his head. “Listen, if we’re flying out in the morning, I should get some things done and then get to sleep.”
“Alright.” Ethan stood. “I’ll wake you up at nine.” He leaned down and kissed Justin’s forehead. “No sneaking out for a quick fuck in one of those seedy clubs that you love so much.”
“Yes, mother.” Justin rolled his eyes. “Do they have any clubs in Pittsburgh? Or is it like that horrible show Gay As Blazes that’s set there? Where everyone has perfect teeth and perfect ‘relationships’.” He shuddered.
“I’m sure there’s somewhere that you can go to get your rocks off.” Ethan saluted and stepped out of the room wishing that he was staying there and cuddling up with Justin. In time, he told himself.
*~*~*
“Cynthia!” Brian barked. “Where’s my coffee?”
“Sorry, boss.” Cynthia said as she hurried into the room with a large cup with sugar and a dash of black coffee in it. “Got a little waylaid in the coffee room.”
“One of the secretaries pregnant again?” Brian asked preoccupied with the boards for the pitch he was making that afternoon.
“Didn’t you hear that there’s going to be a big star making an appearance here in a couple of days?” Cynthia asked as she placed his coffee mug down on his desk.
“Here?” Brian looked up at her. He hadn’t heard about any important visitors to the agency.
“Justin Taylor is coming to Pittsburgh.” Cynthia giggled.
“Oh yah,” Brian rolled his eyes, “I heard something about that last night. What’s the big fucking deal?”
“Uhm, how often to big movie stars come to Pittsburgh?”
“Mostly never.” Brian didn’t look up. “But really, is it worth getting all Beatle mania about?”
“I thought you’d be a little intrigued. He IS… you know.”
“Blond?”
“Gay.” Cynthia deadpanned. “I thought you’d be devising a plan to defile the young actor and bring him over to the dark side.”
“And why exactly would I want any part of the media frenzy that comes along with America’s favorite gay boy?” Brian looked up at her with a raised eyebrow. “Especially when there’s so much anonymous ass in Pittsburgh that I have yet to taste.”
“There can’t be that much left at the rate you’re going.” Cynthia muttered.
“Thanks for the coffee, Cindy,” Brian always called her that when he wanted to piss her off, “but can you go twitter about Pittsburgh’s star invasion with the other office girls so that I can maybe get some work done?”
“What crawled up your ass today? Or didn’t…” Cynthia chuckled good naturedly as she slipped out of the office, leaving Brian to consider everyone’s excitement about the impending visit that the young Justin Taylor was making to Pittsburgh.
*~*~*
“Oh my GOD!” A teenage girl with flaming red hair exclaimed as she charged towards Justin and Ethan. “You’re Justin Taylor!”
“That’s what my driver’s license says.” Justin winked, like he always did when a fan approached him. “And you are?”
“I’m Jane. Jane Winters.” The girl blushed. “I’m a huge fan, I’ve seen all of your movies.”
“Well, it’s nice to see that we’re reaching more than the targeted demographic.” Justin felt the urge to throw up. He hated the homo-romances he made, but they seemed to go over really well with the female population.
“Me and my friends are all huge fans. I can’t even believe I’m really seeing you in person.” She reached out and touched him as though to make sure that he was real.
“Well, it’s nice to see you in person too, Jane.” Justin grinned. “Do you want an autograph or picture? We have to catch a plane.”
“Uhm, an autograph would be great.” Jane twittered.
“Alrighty.”
Once the fan had been sent on her way, Justin turned to Ethan. “Think it would be bad for my career to do a movie where I was a killer or a rapist or something?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“Sick of being a sweetheart.” Justin shrugged. “I wanna do something grittier.”
“Like what?”
“Something where I’m not a romantic lead. Something where I’m not all American and sweet as pie.” Justin sighed.
“Well, at least you’re America’s gay sweetheart. At least you’re not in the closet and kissing women all over the place.” Ethan put in.
“Yeah, great.” Justin put his headphones on and let his assistant lead the way. He was tired of all the shit that came with being in the spotlight and wanted nothing more than to step outside of it and just live for a while…
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