TOMMY'S POV
I exaggerated...But I had a good reason...What's a good reason to lie to the man you love? Yes I love him. I've never sad it, or showed it, but I do love him. No point to cry over spilled milk, or whatever. I'm sure he'll forget all 'bout me in the morning. I'm sure Jack is better than me, oh Jack is the bartender. How do I know that, well I was just getting drunk in my favorite underground bar when Adam walked in. He was wearing those pants I love, and his dick was just like BIG! Any ways I'm hiding in the female toilet, or how do you call the place where women go to the toilet and fix their make-up, and I'm a still bit drunk. I've been here for 3 hours now...It's so boring here. I've read all my mentions on Twitter. That amused me for a while...Those Glamberts are the best...I'm gonna go see if Adam is still here. Fuck he is, and he's coming this way. I ran back in to my little place with a toilet and a door. Fuck, I can hear his voice, and men, he's drunk! Crap, he's entering the toilet.
« I know this is a lady's toilet, and I'm a bigger lady that you! Bitch!»
I love drunk Adam, he get's so diva like and bitchy. Again I'm letting my thoughts wander off. He's entering the toilet thingy next to mine...This is gonna be weird. It just got really quiet. Ohhhh, god is he?...No way...Adam's crying...Oh god, what should I do?
Before I blinked I was knocking on his door.
«Adam are you ok?»
« Leave me alone...» Man, he sounds so bad. I've opend the door. He was I sitting there crying, my baby... I reached down and hugged him, he smells like alcohol mixed with mint.
«Shhh, baby...Tell me what is it?»
He just keep silent, and sobbed...I' m pretty sure he muttered I'm sorry...Arhhhh, it's all my fault, if I was just sincere, my baby wouldn't be crying right now...I left him for just a second. I don'twanna anyone walking in on us, so I dragged the waste bins to door ( they are really big and heavy )...We spent half an hour there, and then I brought him to my place. By the time we got here he pulled himself together. He sat on my couch, Thank God that my roommates are not home this week.
« Adam, do you wanna talk 'bout this. «
He looks so vulnerable , you would never say that this guy is a rock star.
« To-tommy? «
« Yes, Adam, what is it?»
« Did, did you really...mean what you sad back at my place?»
Mean what, that she's nobody or that there is no us?...I was hopping he would never ask that, but I knew it's just the matter of time.
« Adam, honey, your drunk...Let's talk about this in the morning, when you sober up. Now go get changed. You have same casual clothes here. I dunno how blood goes trough your legs in these pants. »
« Kay, you promise that you will talk bout it in the morning. «
« Yes, now come here «
I practically dragged him to the bedroom, and he's big, I'm small...It was hard.
I took his pants off, they are so tight, and he's not wearing any underwear. That's distracting.
I gave him all his old clothes.
« You get dress, I'm gonna go take a shower. Are you gonna be ok? »
« Yes...and Tommy, I'm sorry...»
« It's ok...There's nothing to be sorry about! «
I left him on my bed...I took all my clothes of and let the water in the shower. I wish time would like stop, right now. Or that the morning never comes...What am I gonna do with Adam, we are gonna have to talk tomorrow. I can't postpone it any more...Fuck Adam just ran in to the bathroom...and he's vomiting. Great I just got rid smell. I grabbed my blue bathrobe and ran to him. He is wearing only baggy pants, I dunno why doesn't he show his body more.
« Hey, are you ok? «
He didn't answer, he just vomited a little more. And he's crying, again.
« Baby, come with me...Let's go to bed. » Then he did something totally unexpected, he kissed me. He tastes like alcohol and peanuts. You can get drunk just by kissing him.
« Adam, no! We can't do this! «
« I love you Tommy » He whispered, his tongue once again still through my teeth.
I couldn't help myself not to moan.
« Adam, please stop...»
I got up and took his hand.
« Let's go, you're drunk and I want to sleep.»
«Ok...We will talk 'bout that in the morning?»
« Yes, of course. «
I kissed him on the cheek, man I love him so much. I lay down next to Adam, he is still shirtless. The night is hot so our bodies kinda glued to one another. He's already asleep, I've kissed his forehead, maybe there is still a future for us…..maybe after all this shit ends. Maybe Adam will understand. I hope so...