This is a story I wrote with XxAdommy4lifexX we started talking one day and came up with this soooo I hope you enjoy! :)

Adam's Pov

These people are really starting to drive me crazy.

Okay so, I need my space, desperately is the down side of tours, I don't know how much longer I'm going to survive on this bus. This is always the down side of tours, I mean I love the fans, the stage, and getting to go all over the country and sometimes to other countries, but I really need my space, and I absolutely hate being on the bus. It's so cramped, but at least we'll be staying in a hotel for a few days, that'll be nice.

Right now we're all just sitting around waiting to get to the hotel, this is another down side to tours, it can also be very boring while your waiting to get to your next destination, not to mention I'm extremely impatient.

The time seems to drag on for hours, but I'm guessing it was only about 20 minutes, I tend to over exagerrate sometimes. Once we finally arrive at the hotel we all have to fight the urge to run out the door. I walk up to the hotel side by side with Monte and Tommy, silence between the 3 of us. Once we enter through the large glass doors of one of New York's finest hotels, I walk up to the front desk to check in, as I walk up to the counter I can't help the chill that runs down my spine. for some reason I'm getting this really weird vibe from this place, weird. I try to ignore it as I smile at the man standing behind the desk.

The man looked to be about my age, maybe a few years older, he's wearing semi formal clothes nice pants, a shirt and a tie, short brown hair, green eyes, he was sort of cute, but not really my type. He had this fake smile plastered on his face, but really who could blame him? He was probably as tired as I was. He greeted me and gave me all of our rooms and murmured a soft 'Thank you for staying at the Hollander Hotel' I passed out the room keys to my band members and dancers and told them who they'd be rooming with, I'd be rooming with Tommy.

As everyone headed up towards there room Tommy and I sort of just stayed back and waited for everyone else to go up to their rooms. I grabbed my bags than looked out for Tommy.

"So Glitterbaby you ready to go?" I asked, he nodded quietly and picked up his bags. We walked towards the elevator and headed up towards our room.

While we were in the elevator I kept getting that weird vibe that I was getting downstairs. I couldn't really describe it but it sort of felt like there was another presence in the elevator with me and Tommy, but that's not possible, things like that aren't real, that's childish. I sighed softly as the doors to the 8th floor opened and Tommy walked out of the elevator, bags in hand. We walked down the hall silently to room number 314. I took the key to the door out of my pocket and slowly opened the large wooden door to our room, once I opened the door Tommy went straight in through his bags on the floor and collapsed onto the couch, I chuckled a little and followed after him into our room, and shut the door behind us.

Once I was inside the room, I decided to take a quick look around our hotel room, before I passed out from being so tired. The main room was decorated with silver and gray. It had white couches, silver curtains, and gray chairs. Than I went into one of the two bedrooms and checked it out. There was a huge queen sized bed in the middle of the room. Sliver and black pillows covered the bed along with silver sheets, and light blue blankets, totally me. I set my bags down on the bed, than went back out to the main room to check on Tommy. As I walked towards the main room, another chill went down my spine, like downstairs, but I ignore it.

Tommy was sprawled out on the couch with his eyes closed and breathing softly, he's so adorable when he's like this. I walk over to him and kneel down next to him. I shake him a little and his eyes open slowly.

"What?" He asks tiredly.

"Don't you want to sleep in your room, instead of on the couch?" I ask.

"Mmmm I don't care." He mumbles sleepily. I giggle a little and he shot me a playful glare, and closed his eyes again.

"Why don't you go lay down in your bed, it's in the room next to mine, I'm gonna go take a shower mkay?" I say.

"Whatever." He murmurs, and stumbles into his room, I chuckle a little and shake my head a little as I slip into the bathroom.

Tommy is so damn cute! Especially when he's tired like...and so easy to take advantage of...no, no bad Adam, don't think like that, Tommy's straight, and you guys are just friends! But you wish you were more! I sigh loudly, please shut up voice in my head. I slowly start to strip out of my clothes and I slip into the shower turning the water to hot. That voice is right, I do want to be more than friends with Tommy, I want to be with him, I love him, but we can never be together, and I'll never tell him how I feel, never, that would just ruin our friendship, and I don't want to do that.

I reach for the shampoo and put some of it into my hair and massage my scalp slowly. I moaned at the feeling of my fingers massaging my scalp. I then wash it out and put in the conditioner. Then I wash my body with soap and then wash off the conditioner and soap then I turn off the water and step out of the shower. I wrap a towel around my waist than start to brush my hair. Then suddenly a hear a scream come from what sounds like one of the bedrooms, I set down my hair brush and ran out of the bathroom still in my towel. I run to Tommy's room and I see him curled up on his bed staring at a book on the floor.

"Tommy sweetie what's wrong?" I ask going over to him, he looks up at me, fear in his eyes.

"T-that book, it moved, by itself." He says softly.

"Oh sweetie you probably just imagined it, you're really tired, it's just all in your mind." I say softly and start to pet his hair.

"B-but Adam-" I cut him off.

"No Tommy, it was just your imagination, don't worry about it, just go to sleep, I'll sleep in here with you if it'll make you feel better, just let me finish getting dressed." I say looking into his beautiful ,

"Okay..." He says a little unsure.

"Tommy, everything's okay, it was just your imagination, there's nothing to be scared about." I say softly and cup his cheeks and rub circles into them. He nodded head slowly and with that I got up and left with him still curled up on his bed, honestly what has gotten into me. I go back into the bathroom and start to dress. What could Tommy have seen? Was it really his imagination...or did he really see it move? No that's stupid things like that can't happen, it's not possible. Or is it, I mean there have been so many people who have claimed to have experienced supernatural things, and isn't anything possible? Okay, okay this is stupid, ghosts don't exist, there never have and they never will, that's that.

I sigh softly and slip on my shirt than start to brush my hair again. Tommy couldn't have actually seen that book move right? No, no he couldn't have he'd just tired, it's all in his head, we all just need some sleep, we just need to rest, the tour has just probably messed with his head a little, is only his second huge tour, can you really blame him? He' s not used to it yet, he's fine, and he didn't actually see that book move. I was pulled from my thoughts by another scream I ran out of the bathroom to find Tommy curled up on the floor of his room hiding his face. I kneel down next to him and pull him into my arms.

"Shhh Tommy it's okay, everything's okay." I hold him in my arms as minutes past, thinking, what the hell happened to him?