Adam snuck up behind Tommy and grabbed his waist, making the smaller
man jump and gasp. The redhead chuckled and kissed the blonds' neck;
holding him close to his chest. The blond fit perfectly there. It was
like they were two puzzle pieces that were made specifically to fit
one another and never be taken apart.
"Shit, Adam! You scared the fuck out of me!" Tommy exclaimed,
smiling and reaching his hand back and running his fingers through his
boyfriend's hair.
"I love scaring you, my darling. You're so cute…" Adam mused
back, kissing Tommy's cheek, not giving a shit about all the weird
looks and whispers of the students that passed them. They weren't
very accepting of their 'lifestyle' and thought it was immoral, but
whatever. That didn't matter at all. This couple was the top of their
game at this point.
This is Tommy Joe Ratliff and Adam Mitchel Lambert. They've been
boyfriends since they started high school, and now they're in the
12th grade, and couldn't be happier with each other. Sure, they
weren't the most popular couple (and most certainly wouldn't win
Prom king and queen), but they could care less about the opinions of
their ignorant classmates and peers because they had each other and
that was good enough for them. And to be honest, and trying not to
sound cliché, this wasn't just a petty little relationship that
would end after six months, it was true love. How many gay males find
their soul mate in high school? Not many.
Tommy rolled his eyes and kissed Adam's cheek, leaning into his chest
and sipping his vanilla milkshake. "You're such a loser,
ginger…" Tommy said, glancing up at Adam that had a few freckles
gracing his nose and bright red hair. The redhead growled, biting his
bottom lip as to not insult his boyfriend. He hated being called
ginger so much, and Adam wasn't one for violence, but if anyone -
other then Tommy- were to call him that, he would sucker punch the
sorry bastard. So he just shrugged and leaned over, taking the straw
within his mouth and sucking on it. The sweet taste of sugar dripped
down his throat.
"Whatever, elf boy. Now where do you want to go for lunch?" Adam
asked, smirking as he heard Tommy sigh angrily. Well, whatever,
payback's a bitch. And besides, he was Adam's little elf. It was
utterly stunning.
"I wanna go to…That sandwich place. You know that one with the
vegan burger you like so much," Tommy smiled and took Adam's hand
within his own and began walking to said diner. He threw the empty cup
in a trash can and leaned his head on his taller boyfriend's
shoulder. They didn't talk; they didn't need too. That was the
great thing about their relationship. They didn't need to talk in
order to communicate. It was amazing the way they read each other's
eyes.
Sure, they were polar opposites:
Adam was a straight A student who participated in theater and after
school activities. His parents were proud and accepting of who he was
with Tommy. And Adam was a happy teenager, loving every minute of his
life (except for the occasionally and random jock that would pester
him about being a faggot), and loved Tommy to the fullest.
Tommy on the other hand was a rebel; achieving straight C's and hated
everything about school and what it had to offer. His parents hated
him for being gay and shunned him for all he was worth, but they never
kicked him out. It was just extremely awkward. He didn't speak unless
spoken too, and they didn't talk to him. Normally he would just stay
in his room-which was completely alright for him. He would just text
Adam all the time.
But this is why they loved each other so much. They balanced each
other out which was perfect. But Tommy was about to tell Adam
something that would make their perfect relationship shatter before
their very eyes.
Adam sat down at a booth and ordered his vegan burger. Tommy ordered
the taco salad and stared at his chipped black nails, fiddling with
his fingers. He was gnawing on his bottom lip and Adam glanced at his
distressed boyfriend, laying a hand on his back.
"Boo, what's wrong?" the redhead asked, hating to see his
boyfriend in an uncomfortable position. If anything was out of order,
he would want to know and try to make his baby feel better. That was
at the top of his to-do list.
"N-Nothing…Just Adam, I have to tell you something…" he
whispered, looking away.
Adam froze, thinking the worst. Tommy was going to break up with him.
He knew it. Tommy was just too good for him and he wanted to break up.
He knew that if the blond didn't love him anymore, Adam wouldn't be
able to survive. Oh, shit-
"I'm moving to Florida…My parents think it'll be best if I move
away from you. They're hoping my grades will rise and maybe, by some
impossible miracle, I'll turn straight. I'm so sorry, baby,"
Tommy said, tears rising to his eyes, but he blinked them away, not
wanting to seem weak. Adam on the other hand pulled Tommy out of his
seat and into his lap, burying his head into Tommy's hair.
"Baby, I'm so sorry, I…" He was at a loss for words. His baby,
soul mate, sweetheart, was going to be taken away from him. The very
thought ripped his heart to shreds.
"No, don't apologize…" Tommy murmured, taking Adam's face
within his hand and looking at him hard. "I don't know when we'll
see each other again, but baby, we'll meet up, I promise…" he
mused, smiling.
He just hoped his promise wouldn't be broken.
