OHAI THUR, this is my first fanfic so plz review so i know wether to keep going or to trash it nd also theres no adommy smex now but be patient... it will come xP i promise
ADAM POV
"Why? Why don't any of them understand? It's for the fans, it doesn't mean SHIT! I said to myself while pacing up and down mindlessly in the hotel room. "It doesn't mean ANYTHING!"
I yelled as I took a swing of vodka (right from the bottle, I don't waste time with glasses). Getting wasted was my way of drowning my problems ok? Don't judge.
Tommy and I are friends, yeah I admit, we make out and do things on stage but its all for the fans! Doesn't Drake get that? This has happened 6 times…I been dumped 6 fucking times for the same reason. "you flirt with Tommy too much or im tired of you making out with Tommy almost everyday blah blah blah….
I need to punch something, I was wasted but I didn't care.
I was pissed, I chuck the vodka bottle as hard as I can, I sent it flying across the room narrowly missing Tommy as he walked into the room.
His eyes widened as he saw how close he was to being hit by a lamp. "FUCK adam! We are gonna have to pay for that you know!"
I was to wasted and angry to care
"well ya know what Tommy?" I snarled "I don't give a fuck!"
I needed to get out, before I hurt Tommy.
I stormed towards the door. But of course Tommy tried to stop me. "Adam, please talk to me, what's wrong?"
Why did he have to care so damn much? Cant he just leave me alone?
I wasn't in mood to talk, he had just been dumped for the fucking 7th time for the same fucking reason.
Overcome with rage, I tried to get around Tommy but he wouldn't budge.
"Tommy, just move please we have rehearsal"
"Adam, you are in no shape to rehearse." Tommy hissed
"I'll fucking decide what I'm capable of" he growled
"Adam, please just tell me wh-"
I was going to to hurt tommy, I just knew it. I need to get out of here.
I couldn't wait any longer so I grabbed Tommy by his hair and pushed him out of my way, turns out, I pushed him a little too hard..
I slammed Tommy against the opposite wall and ran out ignoring his yelp of pain.
"owww FUCK!"Dude! What the fuck is your problem?" Tommy yelled at him through tears of pain. He lifted up his arm, it was bleeding.
SHIT he had landed in the smashed vodka bottle, I wanted to apologise, but…I just couldn't.
I stopped at the sound of Tommy's voice.
"You are."