You always sit between them. The first time you spent the day with them, you realized it would have to be this way.

Justin is like a plant, constantly tilting and stretching for the sun and you felt shiny and sparkly, because it was you he was reaching for.

You always sit between them, because Chris is the brightest spot in any room.

Justin's hand grazes your knee, and you smile broadly at him. You close your hand over Justin's and he grins back at you. His hand is on your knee, and he is leaning in and Chris is pressing against you and you hate sitting between them because it is always too hot.

On the way to the limo, somehow you are not in the middle anymore and they are joking around, elbowing each other, and you really want to go, because your hair is sticking to the back of your neck and you're sure that by now your mascara has smudged, and your dress stopped being comfortable an hour ago. One more photo opportunity, and you know that when you see the picture tomorrow, Justin's right hand will be in yours, and his left arm will be pressed up against Chris' body.

In the limo, Justin sits in the middle, because you are tired from all the heat. You scoot over until there is an inch and a half of leather seat between you and Justin, and you can feel the air on your sides again. Justin is holding your hand, and the rest of your body is cool now, but his hand is sweaty and warm. You look over at his flushed face, and his head is leaning on Chris' shoulder, Chris' arm around him. Justin's left hand is curled around Chris' leg, and you rub your thumb over his forefinger and he smiles at you.

Later, when you are lying in bed together, Justin tells you he loves you more than anything and that he wants to be with you forever, just like this. His hand is tracing patterns on your stomach, and is cool against your skin. You tell him you don't want to sit in the middle forever. He looks at you like you are crazy, but you mean it. He draws you closer, kissing your forehead, and says that you can sit wherever you like. You smile and say, ok then, and tilt your head up so he can kiss you on the lips.

You know you will always sit between them.