How To Get A Boy To Fall For You

It was just another day on our glam nation tour as far as I was concerned. Getting ready and purely concentrating on getting my hair just right, I wanted to look good for my fans, sue me! I applied heavy eye liner and just a bit of mascara. All the prep work in order for a show was tedious shit, but it had to be done. I took one long look in the mirror, soaking in the image I was about to set for the millions people, Then I smirked because they wouldn't ever get to look this great. I may seem a bit conceited saying things but fuck it. I'm Adam Fucking Lambert! I'm allowed.

"Baby Boy" The velvet voice that was tommy's floated to my ears. "You ready yet?" I turned my head and glanced at him. His hair was a smooth blond as always and he leaned against the door frame, smirking but also spacing out.

"Fantasizing about me again I see?" I smirked back and strutted over to him, touching his shoulder, Tommy seemed to shrink back and blush a bit like he always did when I touched him off stage, even the little slip and he'd turn bright red, start stuttering and all that. Hmmmm, I wonder sometimes.

"No Mrs. Lambert, Im straight, remember?" Tommy scowled at me and I frowned.

"I wish you weren't" I muttered, fixing my sleave.

"Whats that?" His brow furrowed and his eyes narrowed into tiny little cat-like slits.

"I said...Why am I Mrs?" I said, scoffing with a bit of a laugh.

"Because" Tommy paused, and pondered. "Just because!" He stated proudly.

"I wish you'd just admitt your gay already." I muttered, again, meaning it to myself.

"OK! Adam im sure I herd you say something there" Now tommy was glaring at me. Cold, dark and lifelessly.

"Nothing Tommy, NOTHING!" I shouted.

"What is it" Tommy stated, blocking the door.

"This is pathetic thomas!" I hissed at him and he gawked at me.

"Dont call me by my full name!" He shouted and baired his teeth. I pushed threw him and huffed. Tommy and I had been getting into fights constantly anymore. Bickering back and forth with no reason behind it. We were on the bus, damnit! I flopped back beside Lisa and she studied me.

"Why so grumpy?" I said not a word for a while.

"Another fight with Tommy Joe" I said frowning deeply and twitched a bit when he walked in.

"You two are getting rediculus!" Monte shouted.

"SHUT UP MONTE!" Tommy and I both shouted and in the end we were glaring at one another.

"Well the show tonight should be fun!" Said lisa, sardonically of course, she was a really sarcastic person at times like these. Tommy and her dated once but it didnt seem to work out. It didnt end to bad as most see they're both still friends. Plus the fans never enjoyed lommy err Tisa, whatever they were calling it. They prefered adommy, most of them anyway.

And lisa was right, all the rest of the bus ride went really awkwardly between us all even though the tention was mostly between tommy and myself.

We arived and the stadium was already packed with restless fans, demanding me. Or tommy, or whomever they favorited. We were late I assumed, so we had to do things fast, touch ups here and there but it took a short time before we were on stage and screams were echoing against walls.

The night seemed to past quickly until we got to fever, then things began to break down slowly.

"There he goes, my baby walks so slow..." I glanced at tommy and he was walking over to me slowly, "sexual tic tac toe." I was about to strut about the stage and continue on singing, but tommy grabed the sleave of my shirt and tugged me to him, moments began to feel like hours as he placed his hand on the back of my head and brought my lips to his. The kiss was rougher then when I kissed him not to mention longer, The crowd cheered louder and louder, like they were screaming at the very top of their lungs. Tommy finally broke the kiss and I forgot the lyrics for the longest second of my life. And I finally got back to singing, my head was spinning the rest of the night.

The end finally came and I stepped up to the mic, smirking a bit. My cocky additude was back and it was flairing, I was gonna use it. "If I offened anybody" I looked around and it got real quiet. "Tough shit!" I shouted and ran back to the darker area of the stage were the door to backstage was. I walked on past monte...Lisa...Taylor...sasha...and then almost past tommy but he gave me a beseaching look, it could've killed me but I pretended not to see it and kept on walking to my dressing room were I did my after show touch up before the fan meet. A knock came on the door as I was just about to rinse off my worn makeup and applie new everything.

"Come in" I sighed, scrubbing the makeup from my face and appling fresh eye liner...mascara..ECT.

"Adam" It was tommy...

"Yes glitterbaby" I replied, finishing up and turning to him. His eyes were wet and my expression softened. "Tommy...?"

"Im sorry for being a dick adam! Im so so so so-" I cut him off with a smile, Tommy didnt ever cry if he could help himself.

"Dont be...i mean...you werent, tommy," I sighed.

"Fans are here" Taylor shouted threw the door.

"We'll talk about this later" I said, truthfully

"Promise?"

"Promise." I muttered back. I stepped from the dressing room and went to where the fans were. They were a quiet bunch for fans and one girl walked up to me quickly.

"Autograph, photo, or both." I smiled kindly at her. She silently lifted her hand and held out a folded piece of paper. I took it and took the paper from her hand. She slipped back into the crowd and the rest of the time I didnt see the girl the rest of the time and we were finally back on the small bus. "To a hotel" I told the driver and he nodded, I sat back on the couch, remembering the paper in my pocket. I removed it and folded it back open. At the top was scrawled 'How to get a guy to fall for you" I skimmed over the list and my eyes narrowed. Was it possible...this could help me with tommy?