Heyyy so sorry about updating late even though i finished this chapter two days ago!!!

See I have a theory my math teacher's trying to kill me...

Eighth grade Algebra? Living hell! haha, anyways.

Oh my god I'm so sad...today is the last idol concert!!!!! :( ugh.

Well, I'm going to shut up noww.

thanks 4 the commeeeeenttttttttttssss i luv u all!!

xoxoAbbiexoxo

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Back outside in the restaurant, Adam and Neil stood facing each other, spectators gathering.

"What did you do to her?" Adam demanded.

"I didn't do anything!" cried Neil. "I tried to dance with her and she got mad!"

"Why'd she get mad?" Adam shouted through clenched teeth.

"Adam, please," whispered Mrs. Lambert harshly to her son. "Please calm down, there is no need for shouting!"

"I'm going to check on her," Sarah said, and sped off.

"Why'd she get mad?" Adam repeated to Luke, his tone quieter, but his eyes hard.

Luke's chin quivered, looking like a kitten after it got dunked in cold water as he replied shakily, "Well, I don't know…I was just talking about how…How she could never love a gay man and how she needs a guy who'll love her back in that way. I offered myself and I guess she took it as an insult or something, I don't know, okay?"

Adam looked away, shaking his head. "I have to talk to her." he whispered.

"Adam, just let her be right now," said Neil.

"See, this is what happens when you toy with someone's feelings!" Mr. Lambert accused bitterly, glaring at his son. Adam looked at his father with pained eyes.

"I didn't toy with her feelings…I do love her." he said quietly. "I know that."

Everyone was silent for a moment and they all took their seats, knowing there was nothing left to be said. The waiter came, looking concerned, asking if everything was okay and if they wanted dessert.

"Yes, everything is fine," said Mrs. Lambert, her stressed expression saying otherwise. "And I think dessert would be wonderful. I think we need it. What is there?"

They all ordered dessert, except for Adam who had his head and his hands, feeling worn out, feelings tiring him once again. He wondered how much of this he could take before it would totally screw him up. As if he didn't feel like it already.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Sarah was sitting next to the toilet where Allison had her chin resting on top of her knees and her arms around her legs, hugging herself, dry tears visible on her cheeks.

"So you're in love with this man," her sister sighed. Allison sniffed.

"Sadly, yes." she replied, her voice scratchy.

"Sadly?" inquired Sarah. "Sadly how?"

"Sadly because I have to be in love with a guy who's too old for me and who's gay and who has a boyfriend. That's sadly how." she replied.

"What if he loves you back though? What then?" Sarah ventured.

"Then it will be only a friendship love." Allison said.

"What if it's more?"

"Then it'd be a miracle."

"Allison, I'm surprised. Seventeen and you don't know about bisexuality!" sighed her sister, shaking her head. Allison looked at her.

"You think?" she said hopefully, her eyes bright.

"You should see the way he looks at you," mused Sarah, making Allison smile. "Every time you walk into the room, his eyes turn warm, and as if you were his whole world, right there in front of him."

"Allison," said her sister after a while. "I think you and Adam need to talk." Allison nodded.

"Yeah, I know," she sighed.

They got up and unlocked the door, Allison fixing her makeup and fluffing her hair in the mirror before she left.

When they got to the table, Adam was missing and Neil said, "Oh, he went outside for a while to clear his thoughts."

"Are you okay?" her parents asked her, worried. Allison nodded.

"I need to find Adam." she said, walking to the front of the restaurant and stepping out the doors. The cool night breeze hit her and she took a lungful of fresh air, happy to feel free from everyone.

She walked to the back of the restaurant where she found Adam sitting on a bench, his head in his hand, looking deeply troubled, his eyes looking a bit red. It broke Allison's heart.

"Adam."

He looked up, standing slowly, his eyes sad. He came over to Allison slowly and opened up his arms. She took a deep breath, emotions overwhelming her, and stepped into him as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face against her hair as she sobbed.

He rubbed her back in small circles, breathing down her neck until she had calmed down, then pulled her onto the bench to sit in his lap. She placed her head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent contently. He kissed her hair and smoothed it with his fingers in his gentle manner.

"God, Alli," he sighed. "I'm so sorry." She waited until she trusted herself to speak.

"I guess Luke told you then?" she sighed. Adam nodded.

"Yeah. He did. And I'm sorry. I feel bad about the whole damn thing…"

"Why should you be sorry, you did nothing wrong," she told him. "It was me who went all girl-hormone-crazy, and I hope you can forgive me for taking things out of control." Adam scowled.

"No, Alli, it's my fault," he insisted. "I was confusing you and teasing you far too much this whole trip and throughout the tour, also. You didn't know how I felt about you and it's made you upset. It shouldn't be that way." Allison looked up at him, staring into his soft blue eyes that looked some what muddled.

"How do you feel about me, Adam?" she whispered bravely, unsure if she really wanted to know.

He nuzzled into her neck and whispered, "I love you." his hot breath making her dizzy. She swallowed.

"In what way?"

Adam sighed. He passed his fingers loving through her hair, tracing her jaw line with his nose as he did so, then down her neck where he planted small kisses from her collar bone to her chin. His teeth grazed her ear, which made her shiver, and he passed his lips across her cheek, nearing her lips, where he stopped at the corner of her mouth, her heart beating wildly.

Adam pulled his head back, staring her straight in the eyes, measuring her reaction. Then, slowly, he brought his lips closer and closer, opening them slightly as he did so, and kissed her.

Allison trembled at his warmth on her mouth and she pressed in deeper into the kiss. Adam made a slight noise of pleasure as she pulled him down so he was on top of her on the bench, his fingers raking through her hair softly.

Adam slid his tongue easily over her bottom lip, kissed it once, then pulled away, his eyes hazy with a feeling she couldn't name. Was it lust? He came down to suck gently on her neck and she passed her fingers slowly through his now messed up black hair, smiling.

"Is that how you love me then?" she asked, chuckling, still feeling flushed, her mind spinning.

Adam lifted his head up to meet her gaze. She passed a single finger over his lips. He kissed it lovingly then sighed.

"I've been trying to hide from it, Alli, and I'm sorry," he told her, eyes troubled.

"Why?" she wanted to know, frowning. He scanned her face, bringing his hand to tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Because," he said. "What would the media say? What would everyone think? I just came out gay and have a boyfriend! And not to mention I could get in big trouble if people think we're…doing something. I'm a twenty seven year old guy with a seventeen year old girl! I'd be accused of probably rape if the press ever found out, you know how they stretch the truth. Then everything will be in an uproar, not to mention my sense and respect questioned, our careers gone, and you will probably end up suing me, which would be beyond your control." He shook his head, pressing into her neck and sighing again.

"You don't know how badly I want to be with you, Alli," he whispered against her skin. She shivered again and swallowed.

"I don't think I could love anyone else, Adam," she told him, voice cracking, eyes big. "It'd be really hard for me to…ever forget. And I don't want to forget. I want us to always be together." He kissed her neck and nodded, then sat up, pulling her with him. She came to lay on his lap, straddling him, one leg on either side, so they faced each other.

"Alli, it's okay," he told her earnestly, his hands gripping her waist. She stared at him for a moment then her eyes filled with tears, feeling upset at all the confusion.

She tucked her head against his shoulder as he rocked her back and forth, trying to be reassuring. Trying to take the lead in all of this. Trying to show he was brave and he wanted her to be brave. For him. For them. Because when you're in love and everyone thinks it's wrong, it's hard not to be scared.

He felt horrible despite. He was the reason she was so lost.

Adam rubbed Allison's back in small circles with his thumbs, trying to calm her down, whispering words of comfort in her ear. Soon, she felt better and sniffed.

"So…you loving me," Allison said slowly, still not bringing her head up, "Does that mean you're not gay anymore?" Adam gave a small smile.

"I was always bi-curious, Alli," he told her. "It's not like I shunned the female population away from me because I always had feelings for guys." She looked at him now and began tracing his lips again. He stared at her with warm eyes as she did so, watching her think.

"So you've had feelings for girls before?" she questioned. He shrugged.

"A few, not that I can remember specifically, you decide if that makes me a jerk or not," he teased, then continued seriously, "But I've never felt with anyone the way I do when you're around. With Drake, for example, it's always been drinking, partying, some talking, and…sex. With you, though, I just feel this loving sensation where I want to lay on top of you or hug you or hold your hand, and just recently, kiss you." He bent down and pressed his lips against hers softly and she smiled against them.

"God, Adam, I think you make all girls go crazy," she said and he laughed, kissing her again. But, she kissed him back a little, so it ended up being longer and more passionate than intended.

She sighed when they were finished, and he tucked her head underneath his chin again, feeling happy.

"Adam?" she inquired.

"Mmm?"

"What does all this mean for us?" she whispered. He pursed his lips.

"We have to be careful, Alli," he said thoughtfully, "if we're going to be together. The media knows we're best friends, so it'll help having a reason we'll be spending a lot of time together. And if, for some strange reason, an 'Adison' fan or the press question if we're dating, we'll just use the 'sister/brother' excuse. It's not going to be very hard. But there is one complication…"

"What?" Did she want to know?

"It'll look suspicious that I broke up with Drake," he sighed. "And probably everyone will be wondering why. It'll be big news, I can see it already." Allison frowned.

"I'm not making you break up with him, because it's okay with me," she said, feeling as if Adam had done enough to himself by putting his career and reputation in jeopardy. He looked at her with hard eyes.

"But I don't love him anymore, what's the point?" he said. "And he'll only drag me away from time I could be spending with you…" She bit her lip, lowering her gaze from his face.

"I just think maybe we should have as much protection as we can with our secret," she explained. "If everyone believes you're still with Drake, then they'd swat away the idea of us being together even more than before." Adam scowled.

"Drake will know something's up with me, I won't be able to act the same around him, and I probably wouldn't want to have sex with him anymore because I want to stay faithful to you, Alli. I don't want to feel dirty and go about kissing Drake then come to you with the same lips. And with Drake…all he really wants is sex, anyways, so in the end he'd probably be dumping me because I'd be refusing to do it." he told her and she smirked.

"You always have to be right, huh?" she sighed.

"Glambert power!" he cried, poking her shoulder teasingly. She laughed.

"So you're dumping Drake then?" she asked after a minute, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," he replied. "I'm dumping Drake LaBry FYP." He laughed at himself, remembering Drake's twitter. Allison giggled, remembering too.

Suddenly, Neil rounded the corner and saw the two on the bench sitting in a way that a gay twenty seven year old and a young high school girl shouldn't. Though he couldn't say he didn't see this coming…But he still had a small crush on Allison so it hurt just the same.

"Hey!" he called out. The way they jumped, you would have thought the restaurant exploded.

When Adam saw it was only Neil he scowled saying, "Damn it, Neil!"

"You scared the freakin hell outta us!" Allison agreed, her eyes wide, tone bewildered. Neil suppressed his expression into a disapproving frown.

"What's going on here?" Neil said, ignoring their comments.

Adam and Allison exchanged glances. Adam bit his lip, wondering if the secret should be kept between the family, or just between him and Allison. He knew the later was safer, but he didn't want to lie to the people that have always been there in his life. Minus his dad.

Adam sighed and said, "Neil, it's nothing…" Neil interrupted.

"Fuck, Adam, tell me the truth! You two have been hiding something ever since you got home and I'm your brother, damn it! I have the right to know!" His voice sounded angry, but you could tell he was hurt. Adam stared at his brother painfully.

"Neil…just…not here, okay? I will tell you, I promise. You and mom…and dad I guess, but not here." Adam finally said.

"Not here," sneered Neil. "Not there! Not anywhere! Adam, if you're screwing around with a seventeen year old girl, you better fess up now, or you will loose all the respect I have for you. I never thought you'd keep secrets from me. I mean mom and dad--sure. You've kept secrets from them all your life. But me? No. I was always the one who listened, who gave a fuck to help you with your problems. And now I want to know something: Are you dating Allison Iraheta?"

Allison, for one, was shocked at his outburst. She'd never thought Neil would deal with it this way. Adam felt similar, opening his mouth but nothing coming out.

Neil stood their uneasily for a few minutes then yelled, "Say something, damn it!"

Adam closed his eyes then whispered, "Neil. Please take this reasonably. Me and Allison…are together and…we don't want anyone finding out yet." Allison watched her best friend with a soft face and slipped her hand in his for support, which he squeezed gratefully.

"So you're fucking each other, right?" he said harshly, bitterness seeping through his tone. Adam frowned, glaring.

"Don't speak like that, Neil," Adam said hardly. "And no, actually, we're not. Our relationship is completely innocent and we're going to keep it that way until it becomes legal." Allison nodded, agreeing.

Neil scowled and said, "Whatever."

He turned on his heel but before he rounded the corner he added, "Oh, and fuck you for making me quote Dr. Seuss." then disappeared, leaving the two alone.

Adam turned to her and sighed, "Well that went well." as he grazed his fingers through his hair, casting his eyes downward. She lowered her gaze, too.

"Why's he so upset?" she asked quietly. Adam looked at her and placed a single finger under her chin, tilting it upward so she could see his eyes. He gave a small smile.

"He has a crush on you, I think." Adam told her, then smirked and continued, "But he better back off my girl or I'm gonna have to get Matt to deal with him." Allison laughed, her eyes shining.

"He could do the salsa pants dance for him over and over until he goes blind!" she suggested, her head musing with the thought of it.

"Or you could just swat at him with your T-Rex arm…" he trialed off, and laughed when she playfully slapped his stomach. He smiled and slid his hand around her waist, pulling her to him.

"Kiddin." he whispered in her ear. She rolled her eyes, fighting a blush.

He linked their fingers once more, then pulled her back into the restaurant, where everyone at their table was having dessert.

"Look who's back." muttered Neil. He must of not told anybody anything because they all looked confused at his tone, but then again put on a smile and welcomed Adam and Allison as they took their seats in silence.

"Is everything alright?" inquired Mrs. Lambert, biting her lip. Allison gave a small smile.

"Yup, it's all good." she said and Adam nodded, chuckling.

Allison and Adam shared some chocolate cake that everyone left for them, Allison trying to ignore the continuous clearing of throat noises Luke was shooting at her. She didn't even want to see his face. She was too happy.

Soon, everyone stood up to leave, deciding it was late, almost ten. Adam kept Allison close to him at all times, a hand on the small of her back, and away from that Luke kid whom Adam had a nicely worded statement that, let's say, shouldn't be told to those with sensitive minds, if he ever got close to her again.

But, after Allison hugged her parents and bid them goodbye, Luke asked her quietly if they could talk. She looked at Adam with her lips pressed together, asking him with her eyes if it would be okay. He nodded unwillingly, his own eyes troubled, trying to think of her before himself.

Luke coaxed her hand away from Adam's, which made him shift his weight uneasily when they were gone, jealously feeling fresh within him, as Luke led Allison away from everyone and behind a blue Toyota.

"Allison," he began quietly in a whisper. "I'm…sorry I made you feel upset." He looked at her with an apologetic expression, frowning. She snatched her hand away from his.

"I don't give hell about how sorry you feel." she said bitterly. Luke sighed, frustrated.

"I just don't get why you like him instead of me!" he replied, his eyes darkening. "What does he have that I don't? And I'm so much more available then he'll ever be, Allison! If you'd give me a chance--"

"Are we starting this again?" she snapped. He sighed again, lowering his gaze.

"Sorry," he whispered. "I just…I just want an explanation." She stared at him.

"Adam means a lot to me," she told him quietly. "We've been best friends ever since Idol and we've been through so much with the tour and everything…I don't know what you want me to tell you." She shrugged. He nodded.

"Okay, whatever. It's none of my business anyways," he said. "And…sorry again. I hope we can be friends, because I really want to be…God, I feel like I've been such a jerk." He shook his head and turned away from her. She frowned, arguing with herself, then decided to just get it over with quickly so she could return to Adam.

"You were a jerk, but I forgive you. And I hope we can be friends, also." she said calmly. He look at her and smiled a bit, extending his arms hopefully. She rolled her eyes but gave him a hug, feeling awkward.

Luke walked her to Adam, whom was pacing back and forth madly behind the black escalade. Luke grinned and whispered, "I think I pissed off your body guard."

Adam heard him and looked up. Allison gave him a smile and came to take his hand. He instead encircled his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.

"Hey, there," he whispered. "Tell me, do I have to call Matt?" She laughed, curling her arms around his neck and shook her head.

"Nah. I'll spare him."

They suppressed silent smiles as Allison brushed his black bangs out of his blue eyes, pressing her fingertips to his lips.

Mr. Lambert dragged Luke, who's face was looking crushed staring at the two living in their own world, away from the scene to his car saying, "Let's get you home, now." where they drove away. Mrs. Lambert then poked her head around the corner of their black car and asked if they were ready to leave yet. She was hiding a smile.

"Uh, yeah," Adam said quickly, releasing Allison, brushing his hand down her arm to finally twine his fingers around hers. "Let's go."

Neil was giving death glares at his brother on the ride home, watching him mull over his best friend like a lovesick puppy.

Neil couldn't take this. He didn't get it! He didn't understand! What about Drake? Wasn't his brother gay? They're both ten whole years apart! Did this even happen to people? Neil shook his head angrily, wanting answers now. Did Adam honestly think he could get away with this?

Allison closed her eyes, her head resting on Adam's shoulder, his warm hand rubbing her waist. His cheek laid softly on her head, his lips lightly brushing over her hair from time to time, blue eyes soft like clouds. He had her with him. She was his to love forever.

"…had such fine décor, don't you think, Neely?" Mrs. Lambert mused to her youngest son, trying to divert his attention, not wanting him to disturb Adam and Allison because she felt it best.

He made an annoyed grunting noise and she took it as a yes.

"Incredible band too…I don't believe I've heard jazz playing for a while," she sighed.

Neil didn't answer her. He crossed his arms and stared outside the window where city lights were blurring past them.

The car soon hummed to a stop and Adam chuckled silently at Allison who's head was on his lap, sleeping peaceful for the second time that day.

He carefully slipped his hands under her and carried her like before out of the car. Neil saw them and rolled his eyes, going inside the house. Mrs. Lambert gave a smile.

"Aw, poor thing," she mused. "All this drama today." Adam buried his face in her hair.

"I'll make it up to her tomorrow." he whispered.

Adam carried his best friend into the house and back to her room where he had put her before on her bed. She stirred as he laid down next to her and propped his head up on his fist.

"I fell asleep again, didn't I?" she muttered drowsily. He gave her a killer smile.

"Yup."

"You tire me out." she accused, pointing a finger at him. He gave a small laugh, brushing a strand of red hair out of her eyes.

"I'm in deep regret," he murmured, slowly inclining his head to press his lips generously on top of hers. Allison's eyes glowed when he was done.

"I guess it wasn't a dream then, huh?" she sighed. He laughed again then shrugged, beginning to sit up.

"Well, if you wanted it to be…"

"Git back here, boy."

He smiled at her, his eyes gleaming, then came to lay down on top of the girl for the second time that day. Obviously repeats was the theme going on. Adam's face rubbed into her neck as she wrapped her arms around his back.

Allison sighed, feeling his warmth vibrate through her body like so many wonderful times before as she rested her head against his for a moment, thinking that she only dreamed of this a few days ago. Now she was living it.

"Adam?" she whispered.

"Baby?"

"I love you."

He pulled his head up to meet her eyes, their lips brushing together in the process. She felt herself weaken momentarily then whined, "You did that on purpose." He laughed musically and nodded.

"Yes I did." he agreed, coming up to repeat his former actions, but this time placing a hand on either side of her face which made her flush and he laughed again.

"Who's the spitfire now?" she muttered. He grinned sheepishly.

There was a minute of silence where they just laid still, Adam listening to her rapid heart beats and musing with the frill on her waist. Allison was staring up at the ceiling, feeling secure with Adam's warmth on her, thinking.

"Are we going to tell our families?" she asked suddenly, sounding worried.

"Are you scared, baby?" he whispered, moving to look at her. She pressed her lips together, trying to calm her thoughts down.

"I don't know." she said quietly, lower than a whisper, barely audible. Adam ran his fingers sweetly through her hair, sighing.

"Alli, I don't want you to be afraid of us," he told her. "We're not doing anything wrong. Our parents, if anyone, have a right to know. We don't have to tell anybody else if you don't want to." She nodded.

"Well, I think if we're gonna tell our family, we have to tell our family also." she replied, her tone unwilling. He knew what she meant and sighed.

"Okay, but, I think the room should be searched for sharp objects before we saying anything. Especially with the Gokey around..." he said, pretending to sound nervous. She laughed.

"He's gonna kick yo ass." she agreed.

"Nawt if I kick his first." he mocked. She smiled and kissed him softly.

"We're both so dead." she sighed. He kissed her back, waiting a few seconds before he let go.

And then came a knock on the door. They both jumped apart, startled. Allison unwound her arms from Adam, smirking when he sneaked off to hide in her closet, knowing he shouldn't still be in here.

She then opened the door and there stood Neil, looking maybe about thirteen years old, eyes big, swaying nervously. She bit her lip.

"Oh…hey, Neil, what's up?" she asked, sounding out of breath. He lowered his eyes from her face.

"Uh, could I talk to you…privately?" he asked, his brow pulling together.

She hesitated for a moment, wondering if it would be okay for Adam to eavesdrop on everything. She sighed, realizing it didn't matter anymore, and moved out of the way so he could walk in, brushing past her, which she thought was by accident.

"Allison." he stated, turning towards her when she shut the door behind him. He stood, trying to collect his thoughts and courage.

"Um…Neil?" she said, unsure.

"Just tell me something so I can go to sleep without doing suicide," he hissed, feeling agitated now.

"O…kay?" She was getting creeped out.

"Why are you in love with my brother?" he demanded.

She scowled, thundering away from where she stood, over to the foot of her bed, crossing her arms. She growled, "Why does everyone ask that question? Is it really that crazy for a girl to fall in love with someone?" He frowned.

"Not if that girl's seventeen and that boy…excuse me, man's twenty seven, and GAY, don't forget." he retorted coldly. She gave him a glare.

"What if…what if Adam was my age and was straight. Then would it be so hard to believe?" she grumbled. He shrugged.

"Probably not."

"So you're telling me that despite all the wishy-washy talk about love being the most powerful thing in the world…despite that, you're saying age and sexuality can come between it?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. He thought she looked so hot when she was mad, but he shook his head of those kind of feelings.

"It's rare. Maybe too rare." he muttered.

"Well then. Take a good look at us. You'll be witnessing a miracle." she said as-a-matter-of-factly.

His eyes widened and he yelled, "So you two are together then! It's official isn't it?! Adam's fucking cheating on Drake now, and you're breaking the law! Don't you see what the hell's happening here?!" Neil pressed his face into his hands in agony, sinking to the floor. "Why does the world have to be so screwed up?" he murmured. She stared at him, her eyes glistening in pain and shock.

"Please." she whispered. "Please go away, Neil. You're making things worse."

"Allison!" He stood up straight, like a shock wave had just hit him. "You're not going out with my brother, okay?! I won't allow it…I'll…I'll tell the press damn it I will!!"

Allison froze, staring helplessly into his desperate expression. Then, she turned her back against him, sobs shaking her body.

Adam, who was listening to their conversation painfully for the past fives minutes, suddenly thundered out of the closet, glaring viciously at Neil for making his girl cry.

"Out." Adam spat, pointing at the door. "Out now!"

Neil stared at his brother, surprise, anger, and fear crossing his face all at once, unsure of what to do so he just stood, mouth hanging open, looking stupid.

"Damn it, Neil!" growled Adam. "OUT."

"But…you listened? To e-everything? Adam I…I'm…"

"Leaving." Adam finished for him. "Leave now or I'll never forgive you."

Neil swallowed, his eyes big, and left the scene, feeling numb, like the past few minutes didn't even happen at all. But they did. And it hurt. Bad.

As soon as the door was shut, Adam hurried over to Allison's side, pulling her roughly into a hug, tangling his fingers in her hair, pressing his forehead against hers and whispering quickly with troubled eyes, "Alli I'm so sorry! I didn't know Neil was going to take it like that. Oh god, baby, I'm so sorry…"

She kissed his neck and said, "It's…not your fault, Adam. He…he just scared me I guess. With all the talk about telling the press…" Adam shushed her and kissed her lips softly.

"He would never do that, trust me," he said confidently as she pressed her face against his shoulder. "Neil was just confused and upset…I think he's really got it bad for you, Alli. But don't be scared. I'm here, okay Alligator?" She smirked up at him through her tears.

"Okay, Glambert." she replied, smiling.

Another knock on the door came and Allison stiffened in his arms. Adam bit his lip angrily, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold back if it was Neil again.

"Allison sweetie? It's me." came a quiet call.

Adam and Allison exchanged glances and he took her hand softly, leading her to the door with him, her a few steps behind, not eager.

"Come in." Adam sighed, wrapping his arms around Allison's waist as she rested her head on his chest comfortably.

Mrs. Lambert frowned, recognizing her son's voice, wondering if he had anything to do with Neil and Allison's argument, which she found it now obvious that he probably did.

She opened the door and found Adam with his arms curled around his best friend, his chin on her head, eyes looking upset.

"Care to explain?" she sighed at the two.

What seemed like hours passed before Adam even looked at his mother. Then, he gave a sigh.

"Mom," he told her, sounding hoarse, or maybe just tired out, "I'm…in love with Allison."

Mrs. Lambert stared at them, her brow furrowing and whispered, "What?" as if he just declared himself ruler of the Banana King.

Adam sighed heavily then repeated louder, "I'm in love with Allison."

Mrs. Lambert pressed her lips together for a moment, looking like she was about to cry, but then bewildered them, laughing instead.

"Oh, of course you are." she chuckled. Adam frowned.

"Huh?" he said, confused. Allison twisted in his arms to turn and face Mrs. Lambert, but Adam still kept his hold on her nonetheless.

"Yeah…huh?" Allison repeated. Mrs. Lambert chuckled again.

"You guys don't hide things very well, I have to say," she mused. "It couldn't be more obvious! I mean, really. Did you think you had a secret going?"

They lowered their eyes with small smiles, embarrassed.

Adam cleared his throat after an awkward silence then asked quietly, "So…you're not mad I'm dating Alli?" His mom shrugged, trying to contain her excitement. Her son was in love with a girl! He finally sorted himself out!

"Honey, you're twenty seven. You're grown up and don't need my approval of anything anymore. You can do what you want and I have no problem with it." she replied.

Adam said, "Oh, I know. It's just that our age difference…and that fact I'm still with Drake." Allison tensed up and Adam felt it so he kissed her neck reassuringly. She blushed, looking away from his mother who now knew all about them and who probably looked at his action as more than friendly.

Mrs. Lambert watched them then said, when Adam turned back up to look at her, "You have to break up with Drake for sure, but face-to-face and I don't think I have to tell you that. You know how inconsiderate it would be doing it over the phone." She sighed. "And as for the age thing, I don't really want to talk to you like you're in high school, but, I think I'm going to have to. I trust both of you that you won't have sex until she's eighteen, or better yet, after you two get married, if you ever will."

If Allison was blushing before, she was curious to know what color she had turned now. Mrs. Lambert talking to them about sex and marriage?! Adam laughed as she buried her head in his chest and groaned. His arms wound tighter around her and his lips were at her ear.

"We know." Adam murmured, brushing his lips against her soft skin. Her heart sped off, thudding awkwardly and unevenly to the amusement of the Lamberts around her.

Mrs. Lambert chuckled, her eyes swimming with tears. Her son. Her son. He had found love. The boy whom spent his whole life questioning who he was, his sexuality, now found himself. His singing career and American Idol was one half, and Allison now completed the other. She knew deep down they would never love anybody else but each other.

She sighed, backing up towards the door, feeling like she was a third-wheeler in their special moment as Adam rocked his girl back and forth in his arms, whispering to her words she could not hear.

Mrs. Lambert gave the two one last smile, then left, them not even noticing.

Then after a few minutes, Adam released Allison, his eyes darker than before and softer. His arms gripped her waist and she snaked her pale arms around the man's neck, pulling him closer, their faces so close…His lips brushing against hers slightly and she exhaled from her nose, closing her eyes.

He dipped his head in now and opened his mouth a bit, embracing hers softly and with care. She sighed in relief and kissed back, their lips opening and closing around one another's, tongue's sliding as they tasted each other for the first time, Allison moaning when Adam explored her mouth.

Then Adam felt desire sweep through him as he backed Allison up against the bed, soon pressing her into its sheets.

He got on top of her on all fours, pulling his fingers desperately through her hair, not breaking the kiss. She gladly pushed him down on her and they continued pleasurably, Allison trembling every time Adam came to trail kisses down her chin then nuzzle in the crook of her neck, burying himself in her fine sweep of red hair, soft growls escaping his lips.

She soon got dizzy and gently had them break off in mid-kiss. He understood and just rested on top of her, trying to catch his own breath. She slipped her fingers quietly through his jet black hair with green highlights today and he smiled.

"I do not think this is what my mom had in mind when she suggested we cool it until you turn eighteen." he laughed. Allison giggled nervously, her heart rate climbing when Adam rolled so she was laying on him now. He smiled then rubbed his lips against hers, moving them back and forth slowly, teasing her.

"Do you want to sleep with me?" he breathed, parting their lips a bit so she could taste his hot breath. Allison almost died.

"Hell yes." she murmured back and Adam gleamed at her with shining eyes, laughing.

Then, her phone rang, ruining the moment like it always does. She froze as Adam slid his hand down her back and into her back jean pocket, pulling it out for her.

He chuckled at her expression then handed it to her. She pressed "talk".

"Uh…Hi?" she muttered, distracted. Adam muffled a laugh into her shoulder.

The guy on the other line chuckled. "Uh hi to you too, Alli Kat!" he said. Allison almost sprang up from Adam's arms.

"Kristopher Krissy Kitty Allen!!!" she screamed. "Where are you? You should of called me sooner! We haven't talk in days, dude. Are you staying at a hotel with Katy? How's the album? Do you know where the hell everyone is? They're shunning me and Adam." she blabbed. Adam shook his head at her, rolling his beautiful blue eyes.

"Jesus, Alli!" Kris cried. "Calm down! You're starting to sound like the paparazzi." He laughed lightly then continued, "Me and Katy are back in Arkansas now, just landed! Little Rock, Daddy's home! Ha, ha. Anyways, I heard Alexis, Matt, Anoop, and Lil are going together to Santa Monica for a vacation before they go off again and do some album work…You guys should meet up with them." Allison bit her lip, feeling anxious. She's missed them like crazy! Of course she and Adam should go…

"Besides them, Megan's spending time at home with her little boy. Michael went home also for his kids and also his wife. I'm pretty sure Scott's visiting relatives and just chilling…Oh and Danny's working on his album. That's just about all the news up-to-date." Kris sighed. "I'm so glad we can all just relax now. I was getting stressed out."

"Aw, poor Krissandra." Allison mourned. Kris let out a snort.

"Where did that one come from?"

"It was an impulse." she replied, smiling. Adam bit her shoulder.

"Let me talk to Krissandra!" he mumbled, kissing where his teeth dug it. She smiled, amused at his playful tone then said to the other line, "Hey Kris? Do you mind a Kradam moment?"

Kris laughed and said, "Where's Glitter Boy?"

Adam took the phone squealing, "Honey!" Kris and Allison both cracked up. She snuggled into him and he pulled her up so she could lean against his neck.

"Hey buttercup!" Kris replied. "So you and Allison? At eleven o'clock at night? Why? Your sister needs her beddy bye!" Adam smiled, kissing her hair which smelled like vanilla.

"You're right. I think I'll grab a bedtime story and some warm milk."

Kris laughed then said more seriously, "So really, how's it going?"

"Good. Really good. Alli sleeps over for a couple more weeks then we're all gonna have a big party on the night of our album release…you're coming right?" Adam said.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. I think all the idols are coming actually…except Sarver." Kris replied. Adam nodded, yawning.

"I can't wait." Adam sighed. He yawned again, just for effect, so Kris could get the hint.

"So, I'll let you two head off to sleep then," Kris said easily. Adam nodded, gazing down at Allison who was half asleep, clutching onto him. He smiled.

"Alrighty Kris. Bye, I love you more than Allison…" he trailed off. Allison's eyes flew open, giving him an evil eye.

"You're gonna be single in a minute." she mumbled darkly and he laughed, ruffling her hair.

Kris smirked on the other line, not hearing Allison. "You have to be careful when you express your love for me. My woman's going to beat you up, dude." he chuckled, thinking of Katy and Adam in a dark alley beating the crap out of each other.

"Not as much as Alli!" Adam wavered. Kris rolled his eyes.

"Good luck taking two spitfires down. You'll need it." he said. Adam laughed.

"Alrighty, thanks Kris. Always makes me feel better when my guy has my back!" Adam smiled then added, "Good-night and may Kradam always be with you. Say night to Alli…"

He pressed the phone to Allison's ear and she muttered sleepily, "Night to Alli."

Kris chuckled, "Love you, salsa pants."

"Mmm. Love you too."

Adam hung up and placed the phone smoothly back in Allison's back jean pocket, where he slapped her butt. Unconsciously Allison thought to herself, Adam Lambert touched my ass!!!

She smiled at the thought and he let his hand linger there, stroking her gently with his thumbs until Allison thought she'd get dizzy. If he were any other guy in the world it would of made her feel uncomfortable. But it was Adam. And she was actually wishing for more.

But, being the gentleman that he was, Adam pulled his hand back up to play with her hair, his other arm around her back. He didn't want to give the wrong idea or start something, even though he was just being playful.

"Do you want to sleep here, baby, or in my room?" he whispered. She opened her eyes.

Even though they weren't going to do anything, she still wanted the first time she slept with Adam to be special. She didn't want it to be in the guest room bed!

"Your room." she said, smiling. He nodded, returning the expression.

"Your wish is my command."

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Super long... the longer the better? :)

Oh and I'm sorry I'm making Neil such a jerk. I'm pretty sure he's supportive of Adam in real life. The dad, too.

comment? yea ya better!!

xoxoAbbiexoxo