Ok, so my writers block subsided a little bit… got an idea for this chapter in the car on the way home from drivers ed. Here you go!
Disclaimer: Like I said; I don't own the people, songs, or pretty much anything else I use in this story.
Enjoy!
~youtuber411
Chapter Ten: Understanding
Tommy POV:
There he goes my baby walk so slow
He slipped his arm around me and rested his hand on my chest.
Sexual, tick tack toe
He pulled me close to him, singing into the microphone, smirking a little.
Yeah I know we both know it isn't time
He rested his forehead on mine.
Ooh, but could you-
His tongue darted out, mimicking mine, and he licked my tongue, then plunged his in my mouth, leaning me back on the upper stage. His rough, sensual, stage-only kisses always made this rush of adrenalin surge through my body, empowering me to play for hours on end. He strutted away, licking his lips.
I hope you enjoy that, rockstar… because it won't happen again…
Not for a while…
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"You guys did great! Adam, you were amazing!"
"Thank you so much, Sauli! That really means a lot!" Adam basked in the glory as I just mumbled my thanks and continued down to my dressing room, carrying my guitar. I set it on the stand right outside the door.
I noticed a glittery purple top hat with a feather, the one Adam wore for his 'If I Had You' music video. Then, a thought crossed my mind… I share a dressing room with Adam. Great…
I sat at the cluttered vanity and wiped off my red lipstick. I decided to leave my eye makeup, like I had done last night. I just hope I don't cry again… I thought, eyeing all the eyeliner and eye shadow that adorned my eyes, just picturing it all run down my face…
I'd have good reason to cry tonight… Adam usually interacted with me through the whole concert… but fever was our only physical contact through the entire show. I propped my chin up, elbow resting on the wooden vanity desk top.
I smiled at the eyeliner tubes, the eye shadow containers, the foundation bottles. I ran my finger, dazed through a pile of spilled glitter, shocked when I realized that I'd traced the name: 'Adam' in the shimmering powder.
The door opened, suddenly, making me jump and snapping me out of my thoughts. It was Adam. I looked away, quickly. He noticed.
"Oh, nice of you to grace me with eye contact for that brief moment." he slammed his belt chain on the vanity. "I don't know what you're so bent out of shape about… he's and ex for god's sakes!"
"It's not that!" I blew up, standing so quickly, I knocked the chair over. "It's how close you two are! It's almost like your still in love with him! You'll poke him, play with his hair, that hug at the bar? That fucking pissed me off!" I was walking towards him, and he was backing up. He hit the wall hard, but he never tore his shocked eyes off me. "Where did he sleep last night, huh?"
"He-he… you said it was ok that-"
"No! I said that, but I didn't fucking mean it! What were you thinking, Adam? Do you really think I would mean something like that? Of course not! Adam! Come on, get real!" I shouted, breathless… then I realized I was shouting… not only that, but I was shouting at my boyfriend, my lover, and he was backed up against the wall, a stunned look across his face. The gems that decorated his widened eyes glistened a little in the light from the vanity mirror.
Then I realized what I had said. My eyes widened and I backed up slowly. I didn't mean for all that to come out! I didn't want him to know what I thought about him and Sauli! My cheeks burned.
Adam moved towards me, a strange look in his eyes.
"Are you jealous, Tommy Joe?" a smirk. Oh, he's enjoying this, isn't he?
"N-no." this time, I was backed up against the wall…
"Do you really think I would replace you with an ex, Tommy?" he asked softly, making me nervous. I shook my head, franticly. He placed his hands on the wall on either side of my head. His lips inches from mine, I could feel his minty breath.
"Then why would you think such a thing? Don't you know how much I love you?" his voice hovered a little over a whisper.
"I-I'm not sure why-"
"I think you should ask Longenue… he walked into my room at three last night, getting the Tylenol out of my bathroom cabinet, and do you know what he saw?" his deep blue eyes were locked on mine, making it impossible to look away.
"N-no…"
"He saw me, in my bed, and he saw Sauli," I flinched as the name pass through his lips, "on my bedroom floor."
"Really?" he nodded, slowly. "Oh…"
"Oh." he repeated in a now-you-get-it-? tone. "What ever happened to our 'If something's bothering me, I'll tell you before I go all ballistic' promise, hmm?"
"I… I'm so sorry…" tears stung my eyes. Shit.
"You know… you yelling at me was kinda sexy… major turn-on for me."
"R…really?"
"Hell yeah. And that kiss onstage…" he closed his eyes and touched his forehead to mine. "Total bliss." he breathed.
I had to agree. "Yeah-"
"And the way you looked when you were all jealous…" he smiled, causing my cheeks to burn even more. "Very hot." he winked at me.
"You think so?"
"Hell yeah, I do! Never seen you so worked up… ever!" My face got hotter. "And I loved it…" he cupped my face in his hands, pulling me towards him, kissing me. Our tongues fought for dominance, but I let him win. He explored the inside of my mouth, running his tongue along my teeth. I felt his lips tighten as he smiled into the kiss… and I couldn't help but smile as well… I love you, Adam Lambert… I love you…