The tour has just finished and everyone is just getting back to Los Angeles. The tour went well and everyone enjoyed it. But everybody has missed their family and friends and they're glad to be back. I get home and unpack all my stuff. I'm glad to be home. It's been a while and it's nice to be home. As I'm unpacking, the phone rings so I goes downstairs to answer it.

"Hello?" I say into the receiver.
"Hey, It's Tommy. I know you're home now and you're probably busy unpacking but i need to talk to you." Tommy says.
"Oh, it's fine. I can talk for a little while. What's up?" I say to him.
"Well, I actually want to come over. I need to talk to you in person." Tommy says.

"Um, sure? I guess you can if you want." I say to him trying to be nice. I hang up the phone and I head downstairs and make some dinner while I wait for Tommy to get here. I wonder why he wants to talk to me. He never wanted to talk to me like this. Well, I guess I'll find out everything when he gets here.

As I sit down to eat, the doorbell rings. I have a feeling it's Tommy. I get up and go over to the door.

"Hey Adam." Tommy says and walks in.

"Hey Tommy. Now, what's wrong?" I say to him as I close the door and lock it.

"Well, um, you know how you have kissed me on stage during the tour." Tommy says nervously.

"Yeah, what about it?" I say.

"Uh, did you do all that because you like me?" Tommy asks and bites his lip.

"I like you but only as a friend." I say to him.

"Oh. Alright." Tommy says and looks down at his feet.

"Did I say something wrong?" I ask and put my hand on his shoulder.

"I was just hoping you'd like me." Tommy says and looks up a little.

"I thought you wouldn't care if I liked you like that." I said telling the truth. At least I thought it was the truth. I hug him and tell him I'm sorry.

"Do you like me? And I thought you didn't like guys." I ask him.

"Oh. No, I don't like you like that. I like girls. You know I'm straight! Damn, I ain't like you!" Tommy bursts with anger and pushes me away.

"Sorry, just asking." I say trying to keep my balance.

"It's fine. I'm just really stressed. I think I should go anyway. See ya!" Tommy says and runs out the door to his car.

I try waving but he doesn't even look at me. I head inside and finish my dinner that is now cold.