Adams POV
I wish he could hear me... I would do anything just to brush my fingers through his gorgeous blonde hair again. I've heard every heart spoken word he has said to me these past 3 months. It breaks my heart. He speaks with only the slightest hope of me ever waking up again and if only... I could hold our baby girl again.
The only thing I feel is keeping me here and alive... Is reliving my life with Tommy all over again through all our memories. I remember every single detail... I could tell a story behind THE story with everything I remember.
Well looks like I'm going to be stuck here for a while so I might as well go through all my life with Tommy again well here it goes...
February 28th Chicago, LA
Adam lamberts glam nation tour auditions.
"Next" I yelled out, tired from listening to people with no talent at all... like no offence or anything but I have no idea why some even bothered auditioning.
Finally... A short, shy looking boy with blonde hair then stumbled into the room.
"H-hi I'm... No wait... I mean my name is Tommy Joe Ratliff" the boy stuttered, looking at me as if I was a fricken murderer.
"Hey Tommy Joe, Now what role would you like to audition for...?" I said eyeing him head to toe, and damn was he pretty I must say...
"Guitar... I play guitar..."
"sorry but that role has already been filled... would you maybe like to consider bass or any other instruments...?" I replied to the pretty boy.
"Uh yea sure... I can play bass..." He said with a slight pout to his lips. So damn cute!
His bass playing was amazing... I just had to hire him Right away, besides he was about the prettiest thing I've ever seen. For some reason, I couldn't help but feel as if we connected instantly.
What... Don't judge me, I am gay you know... & if you didn't well... wow god bless whoever you talk and hang out with, they must be an angel! Anyways back to my life story…
"you're hired, Congratulations! See you on Monday!" I said flashing him a smile. Wow I wonder if he is gay… I remember thinking to myself. Hell was I wrong, he was most certainly not gay; he had just broken up with his girlfriend.
"Wow. Oh my gosh! Really?" Tommy said as his jaw literally dropped from shock and excitement.
"Really, really" I said laughing at how adorable he sounded.
With that he then picked up his bass and left the room. Along with his cinnamon scent that seemed to tag along with him strangely. But it smelt great, don't get me wrong. I was actually looking forward to meeting him on the Monday you know ... Getting to know him better having a proper conversation.