ADAMS POV

I kept looking to my right and stealing a glance from Tommy next to me. He looked amazing tonight, almost angelic, in a dark and mysterious way of course. But even though his clothes and, well, face, looked perfect, I could tell something was bothering him. I asked him about it but he brushed it off to his hunger. On some level I knew that could be true because we ate lunch really early and Tommy could eat a disgusting amount of food. Im not really sure where it all goes either, if I ate that much I would get fat again. And that was not going to happen, my skinny jeans barely fit as it is.

Anyway, it was weird that he wasn't telling me what was making him upset because we always told each other everything, no matter how hard or embarrassing. I remember when we first started dating, Tommy was really shy about telling me his true feelings. Everything was always "whatever you want Adam im fine". But I guess my flamboyant personality broke him of that.

About 10 minutes later, we pulled into the parking lot of a grill that Tommy had been going to since he was a kid. He really loved it there. It had a southern rustic feel on the inside. Personally I thought there was a bit too much butter on everything, but whatever floats you boat no?

I killed the engine, unbuckled my seatbelt and turned to Tommy. "Baby what's really bothering you? I can tell you're hiding something from me. Whatever it is im sure it fine." I reached over and laced my fingers with his. His chocolate brown eyes had a trace of worry.

Tommy looked at me with a sad smile and replied "Adam if I knew I would tell you, I just don't feel that great I guess. But we've been planning this night for a week and I didn't want to disappoint you."

Lies.

Even though tommy did an excellent job at keeping his voice steady, his eyes gave it all away. I knew him too well for this. What could possibly be so bad that he doesn't want me to know? Now, to be honest, I was getting kind of annoyed. I mean, he was my boyfriend and I loved him and would do anything to make him happy. But how could I make him happy if I didn't know what was wrong?

"Tommy save it, I thought we promised each other that we would never keep secrets because it would only end up hurting our relationship. Did that promise mean nothing to you? Baby you know I love you with everything that I am and I just want to help." I hated to start the night off negative, but hey, he started it. Okay so maybe I sound like a 5 year old, but oh well.

The little blonde looked hurt that I thought he didn't mean his promise, but I needed to say something to get him to spill, even if it was a bit harsh. He squeezed my hand tighter. "Adam how could you even say that? You know that I love you, so freaking much dammit! I know that you want to help but im telling you that I don't even know why im in a weird mood! I just had a really bad feeling about going out tonight, but I didn't want to ruin our night!" he said, practically shouting. After taking a deep breath and calming himself a bit, he says "Maybe I was right Adam, maybe we should just go home. I think were both just tired from the tour and need some decent sleep because I honestly can't believe we are actually fighting about this."

He wants to go home? This night just keeps getting weirder and weirder, I mean "a bad feeling", who is trying to kid here? What does that even mean "Fine whatever, if you want to go home and skip our date tonight lets go for it. I don't want to be out with someone who doesn't even want to be there with me anyway." I ripped my hand out from his and put the key back in the ignition to pull away. As I turned around so I could back up and not hit anyone, I looked at Tommy. He looked almost at the verge of tears; I hated seeing him like this, especially knowing I was the one that caused it.

Why Adam why! Why did I always let my 'need to know everything drama queen' personality get in the way of everything good in my life.

I decided that as soon as we got home I was going to apologize and kiss him silly. But right now I really just wanted to get out of this small car and away from this madness.