Chapter 6: Every time we touch

Tommy's Pov

It's been about three days since Adam and I last talked, because suddenly I'm shy around him again, I don't know why, maybe its cause we kissed, but I don't regret it in any way shape or form, it was my first kiss, and I wouldn't want to have it any other way. I think I'm falling in love with Adam, I know it sounds so stupid, I barley know the guy, but I feel like, I dunno, I've known him forever, okay that just sound really corny and cliché, I sound like a teenage girl, but I know it's all true, my feelings for him are real, and all I know is I want to be with him, forever.

I love everything about him, his smile, his laugh, the way he walks, the way he talks, the way he's so comfortable around me, the way he's so comfortable with opening up to me, the way he hugged me, and the way he kissed me. I want to be his everything, I want to be the last thing he thinks about before he drifts to sleep, I want to be his, and I want him to be mine. I'm sounding more and more like a love sick 14 year old girl right now, but do I even give a fuck? I'm fucking in love! For the first time, I've finally found someone I can relate to, someone I can open up to, and not be scared. I want him to know how I feel, or does he already know? I sigh softly okay this is kinda really stupid, we barley know each other, we've hung out once, hugged once, and kissed once, maybe he was just caught up in the moment?

I sigh again; maybe we should just hang out more and I dunno, get to know each other a little better? I mean I think I'm kinda rushing things between us, I'm already thinking of us being together forever, and well we barley even know anything about each other, I get up from my bed, I'm gonna go over to his house and ask him if he wants to hang out, and maybe we can I dunno, get to know each other more? Well wait, what if he's busy or some shit? Well, I'll never know if I never try. I slip on my converse and head downstairs.

I open the front door of my house and head outside, I go over to Adam's house, and knock on the door, and as I wait for someone to answer my heart picks up its pace, I'm nervous, for obvious reasons. The door opens slowly and then Adam is standing there in front of me with a smile on his face. I try to speak, but I don't know what to say, what the hell am I doing over here anyway? Oh right, to hang out, but what if he doesn't want to? Okay, okay, I just have to ask him, it's not that hard!

"H-hey Adam." I say trying to sound relaxed but by the sound of my voice and the shakiness of my body, I'm failing.

"Hey Tommy," He says with the slightest bit of nervousness in his voice, I smile, "What's up?"

"Oh, I was uh, just um wondering if you wanted to hang out or something," I said looking at my feet as my cheeks flamed, "you know, because I'm like really bored and I'm really sick of being stuck in my house all the time."

"I'd love to hang out," He said with a smile, "but I'm stuck babysitting my brother, you can come in and hang out if you want, we can just go up to my room."

"Y-yeah that would be awesome." I said nervously, my cheeks still flaming.

"Okay, cool, come in." He said motioning to inside his house, I walked in and took a good look at his house form what I could see. It was just as beautiful as the outside really well decorated. I smile a little as Adam leads me up to his room, once we enter, we goes and sits on his bed, and motions for me to sit next to him. From what I can see, I've had a pretty good few of his room from my window, only now I can see the color of his wall behind the posters covering them, black. I look at his bed, black sheets, and red blankets, he must have a thing for these colors.

"I really like your room." I say softly, and he chuckles softly.

"Thanks, yours looks pretty cool too form what I can see of it." He says, I blush softly.

"Thanks." I whisper softly, I take another look at his posters, "you have good taste in music."

"Thanks," He says I can hear the smile in his voice, but I keep staring at the posters, if I look at him I'll probably blush even more, I'm already bright red. "Do you like any of them?" he says motioning to the posters of various music artists, musicals, bands, etc.

"I like all of them actually." I say softly.

"Really?" He asks, "You don't really seem like the theater musical type." He says, softly, and I look back at him, hoping my blush has died down.

"Well, no one really thinks I am," I say, "I'm not really into doing theater, but I like watching musicals, anything to do with music I love, it's just I can't act or sing, so, I was never able to do theater."

"Have you ever tried?" He asks.

"Well, maybe when I was like really little, but like I said I never had much of an interest, so I was more into learning how to play bass and guitar." I say softly.

"Oh, okay." He says.

"So, I assume you do theater?" I ask.

"Yeah I do, I started when I was like ten, I usually get the leads in musicals that I try out for so it's really cool, I have a lot of fun doing it, once I turn 18 and graduate from high school, I want to be a singer, I know it sounds stupid, but I've always wanted to be one." He looks down at his hands.

"It's not stupid at all," He looks up at me, "it's a dream, one you should never give up on, I've never even heard you sing, but if your good enough to always get the lead, then you must be pretty damn good, I know you'll be a singer someday." He smiles at me and takes his hand in mine, my heart beats faster.

"Thanks Tommy," He says softly, "that means a lot to me."

"Just promise me you won't give up on your dream." I say.

"I promise," He says softly and smiles more, "so what's your dream?"

"Well, I want to like be a famous guitarist\bass player, I dunno really, like joining a band or something." His smile grows wider.

"Well I think your dream is a lot more reach able than mine." He says.

"Not necessarily, maybe one day I'll end up working for you, I could be playing bass or guitar in a band of yours, you never know." He smile grows even more.

"If I ever end up having a band, you'll be the first person I'd put in it." I say.

"I'll hold you to that." I say with a smile. It's silent for a while, and we're just sitting there, Adam's drawing circles into my hand with his thumb, it relaxes me.

"So," he says softly, "you remember when we were hanging out a few days ago."
"Yeah." I say.

"Well I was wondering," He says softly, "and I'm not trying to prey or anything, I'm just really curious to know, why aren't you and your parents close?"

"Well," I say, "for many different reasons, first of all they're closed minded, god loving, ignorant assholes, second of all they're always trying to shove their fucking religion down my throat, if they found out I was gay they would probably disown me, and they're never supported anything I've done."

"That's horrible." He says.

"Yeah well, I guess some people are just like that, why do you wanna know about me and my parents?" I ask, it's not mean in any way, I'm just curious to know why he want to know.

"Well, I just want to learn more about you, you just seem a little closed off and I dunno, I just wanna know more like why are you like that, and you say that you don't really open up to people that much, but you talk to me like you've known me forever, and I'm just curious to know why."

"I'm curious to know why too," I say as I giggle a little, "I don't know why I'm so comfortable talking to you, you just have this thing about you that makes me feel comfortable and it makes me feel good knowing I have someone to talk to who will understand, and whatever you want to know about me, you just have to ask."

"Why are you so closed off with everyone else?" He asks.

"Well, probably most of it would have to do with my orientation, I always felt like if anyone found out, my life would, I dunno, end or something? I never really got along with anyone accept my best friend, Mia and my sister, Lisa, everyone else just seemed to be like my enemy or something, it's kinda hard to explain," I say softly, "I never wanted to be so different, I hated and still hate myself for my differences, I've just always been so alone in life, I've never found anyone like me." I can feel tears form behind my eyes, but I hold them back, please not now!

"You're not that different," He says, "there are so many people like us, this is just the beginning." He pulls me into a hug and a few tears escape my eyes, I really don't wanna cry right now! Soon enough I start sobbing and Adam's holding me in his arms, whispering into my ear. "Shh, it's okay baby, everything's okay." Soon enough my sobbing calms down and he's just holding me there.

"Adam?" I whisper softly.

"Yeah, sweetie?" He says softly into my ear.

"I really like you." I look up at him, he's smiling down at me.

"I really like you too, Tommy." He says and leans down to press a kiss to my lips.

There you guys go, chapter 6. You guys are lucky, I'm extremely sick right now, cause my best friend Kaitlyn decided to give me her germs, but since I love you so much I thought before I go die in my bed, I'll give you a chapter. You guys should be happy I love you so much, I might have a chapter up tomorrow, not sure yet, let's see how my sickness goes. Give me reviews if you love me :) I love you guys with all my heart, hopefully I'll be better soon!

~Sarah~