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The got up and went over to the balcony, climbing on the railing then on the roof patch to Adam's window where they both stepped inside his room. It looked exactly as she had remembered it.

"I'm going to change in the bathroom so you can get dressed in here," he told her, rubbing her back. She groaned.

"Ugh I forgot my pajamas!" she scowled. He shrugged, his lips pulling into a smile.

"You can borrow my stuff." he offered.

Adam left the room a few moments later, leaving Allison all alone with all his stuff, and the pair of boxers and black t-shirt he laid out. She felt herself wearing way too much black lately, but she loved it anyways.

For some reason, she felt sexy when she had Adam's boxer on and his t-shirt. It made her feel like she had already had done it with him millions of times. Her mind reeled off, and she had to stop herself because her heart rate was getting dangerous and it was pathetic.

Adam was walking to the kitchen, getting a glass of water for Allison incase she was thirsty. He was feeling a bit uneasy. Being so close to Allison made him…lustful. He felt like he wanted to do more than just sleep with her tonight, and it scared the shit out of him. He shook his head in disgust and made a promise to himself right then and there he would never have sex with her until she was eighteen and he would never take advantage of her.

Suddenly, interrupting his thoughts, he bumped into a grumpy Neil, who's expression changed into fear when he looked up into Adam's eyes.

"Uh…" Neil backed away, unsure.

Adam mused on, pretending he didn't see him, giving his brother the cold shoulder. Neil sighed and rolled his eyes.

"God, Adam I think we're more mature than that." he said bitterly. Adam didn't reply and Neil continued pleadingly, "I didn't know you were in the room, Adam! I'm sorry!" Adam now turned to glare at him.

"So even if I wasn't in the room, Neil!" he hissed. "You would go and talk to Alli like that behind my back? Upsetting her? Telling her you're going to tell the press on us?! What fucking kind of brother are you?" Neil stared at the ground.

"I…I like her, Adam. I've been jealous of you're relationship ever since she came." he confessed quietly, curling his toes. Adam stared at him.

"Neil." he said calmly. "I'm sorry if I'm hurting you but, me and Alli love each other. It's a million times what me and Drake were and…I really don't feeling comfortable being close to her if you're around, still crushing on her. I don't want to make you sad or anything…" Neil nodded.

"Yeah, okay. I'll try to get over it then." he mumbled. Adam sighed.

"Neely, I'm sorry." Adam said. "I really am. But I think I'm falling fpr her…hard, too. It scares me but, I know it's right. I think we're meant for each other. I really think so. I didn't used to believe in all the shit about everyone in the world having that one special someone…but now," He laughed softly. "I think I do. So, I don't want weirdness between us, okay? Because you're my brother and I love you."

Neil smiled a tight smile, trying to look like he was happy for Adam. "Alright. I love you too, bro." Then, just to cover up where his voice cracked he joked, "So, I'm leaving before this mushy shit goes any further." It worked. Adam laughed back and Neil added, "And I'm sorry about going behind your back." Adam nodded, forgiveness tinted in his blue eyes.

In Mr. and Mrs. Lambert's room, things weren't going quite so smoothly.

"What the hell does that mean Leila?" Mr. Lambert thundered, his eyes vicious. Mrs. Lambert sighed, shaking her head.

"Eber…they're in love. What can we do?"

"He can't just announce to the whole world he's gay, damn it, then go off to illegally date a seventeen year old girl!" he retorted thickly.

"Dating is not illegal." spat Mrs. Lambert. "Sex is."

"And you know our son…"

"Eber!" Mrs. Lambert whispered harshly. "How can you even say that?!" Mr. Lambert chewed on his bottom lip.

"It's true. He's probably fucked more men than Paris Hilton!" he muttered darkly.

Mrs. Lambert sat on her bed quietly, knowing that arguing with him wasn't going to get her anywhere so she tried another method.

"Remember, Eber, when we were young?" she mused. He stared at her as she continued, "And we were so wild and in love. You took me everywhere and never let me go."

"What does this have to do with our son?" he asked wearily.

"Well, can't you see he never lets Allison go?" she urged. "They're like magnets! And do you even see the way he looks at her? Do you? Eber…she means so much to him, I know. And I'll bet you anything they won't have sex until she's eighteen."

"And what makes you think the press will be okay with Allison getting pregnant then?" he hissed. She sighed.

"Can we take things as they come?" she suggested. He glared but got under the covers of his bed anyway, Mrs. Lambert shutting out the lights, taking his silence as a yes.

Adam walked back up to his room and found Allison running her fingers through her hair in front of his mirror, frowning slightly, wearing the things he had set out for her.

The twenty seven year old entered, smiling, setting the glass of water down on his dresser. Allison watched him, her eyes gleaming.

"Welcome back," she whispered.

"Thanks." He chuckled.

They stood there staring at each other until they broke off, embarrassed. He held out his hand as an invitation and she took it. He pulled her into his arms.

"Wanna sleep now, Alli?" he whispered. She nodded, curling her arms around his neck.

Adam released her but only to place his hands under her and lift her up, carrying the girl to his bed as she laughed.

"Help! I'm being kidnapped!" she cried over his shoulder.

He chuckled and set her down on the inside of the bed, turning off all the lights except his lamp. The room became dim and Allison's stomach had butterflies as he laid down beside her, turning off the lamp now so it was pitch dark.

She snuggled close but he pulled her on him. She sighed, liking this better anyways. She felt his fingers through her hair in the darkness and his breath on her neck, his lips rubbing everywhere teasingly.

"Adam?" she whispered, trying not to sound distracted.

"Alli?" he replied in the same tone.

She lifted her head and searched for his lips, finding them and pressing hers against his. She tried to open his mouth a little, but he pulled back.

"Alli. We have to go to sleep." he murmured, gently easing her head down so she rested in the curve of his neck.

"Okay," she sighed. "I love you though." He smiled.

"I love you more than anything in the world." came the quiet reply. "Now sleep, baby."

She closed her eyes and tried to settle her thoughts. Adam rubbed her back in small circles with his fingertips at an attempt to lull her. He pressed his lips to her ear lovingly and sang in a quiet whisper,

You've been learnin', baby, I been learnin' ,

All them good times, baby, baby, I've been yearnin',

Way, way down inside honey, you need it,

I'm gonna give you my love,

I'm gonna give you my love.

He chuckled and she snuggled closer to him, gripping his shirt with one hand, clinging to him comfortably. His lips melted into a smile and his eyes drooped, the sweet scent of his girl making him dizzy. Finally, Adam Lambert fell into a wonderful sleep, holding, whom he knew as, the most wonderful person in his world.

Allison and Adam jolted awake, Adam's phone belting out some electrifying shrills which made them both wince, considering it was only six in the morning.

He quickly answered it and said groggily, "Hello?"

Lil's booming laugher erupted from the other end and Adam frowned.

"Hey, Lil," he mumbled. "One question: Why?" Allison smirked next to him, then turned on her stomach and buried her face in her pillow with a groan. He smiled at that.

"Oh well sorry about the time, baby, but where I come from, we're up and about at five! Ha, ha! Anyways I wanted to know if you and Alli Baby are comin out to Santa Monica with us? Me, Matt, Noopy, and Alexis? Ya'll know ya wanna see us!" she said. Adam laughed.

"I guess so. Why not?" he mused. "You want us to drive over today?" She nodded.

"Yeah if it's okay wit ya'll," she replied. "Let's say we meet up at Décor De Leon Café towards noon?"

"Sure, Lil, I think me and Alligator can make it…" He looked down at where the pillow was over her face. "But I'll need a hell of a nerve to wake her up. You know how incredibly temperamental, cranky, moody, and spazy she can be…"

Allison poked her head out, giving him a death glare saying, "Yo better watch yo back, fool." He grinned, winking at her.

"Oh yea. Teenagers give some good hell goin on but, if you need any help just call and I'll be by with my crowbar." she promise. Adam laughed.

"Oh and I guess I'll call her right now and tell her to get ready. Bye, baby." Lil said. Adam smiled.

"Bye Lil!"

He shut the phone and Allison was about to climb on top of him and act all flirty and cute, but then her phone rang. She gave him a look then answered it.

"Lil?" she questioned.

"Uhhh…yeah, baby, how'd you know it was me?" she asked, confused. Allison silently cursed herself.

"Oh um…just a hunch."

"Hm. Well, I called to tell ya'll that I just talked to Adam and he said it'd be fine if you two were to come to Santa Monica today. Is that alright?" she said.

Adam watched the seventeen year old pull her fingers through her hair, eyes shining. He thought she looked so beautiful. Like always.

He disappeared under the covers and came to snake his arms around Allison's waist, giving light kisses to her stomach. Allison squealed at his behavior, and hissed, "Adam!"

She heard his laughing from under the comforter, his warm breath making goose bumps arise on her pale skin. Then, he pulled her down so she was with him in the slight darkness, both curled like a cocoon under the heavy blanket. He was hovering over her, resting his weight on his hands, starting to kiss her mouth long and slow.

Allison felt herself weaken immediately and she pulled him down so his body was fully on hers, trembling. He brushed his hands down her face and then inched lower past her neck, shoulders, and soon waist. His hands rid up her shirt, fingers teasing, but not going past mid-stomach.

"Allison? Allison!" came the faint voice from the dropped phone next to them. Allison moaned into their kiss as she found his tongue and was too distracted to hear Lil.

"Mmm maybe you should answer…" Adam mumbled, head bending down to kiss the soft skin on her stomach. She twisted her fingers through his hair and pulled his face back up to hers, seeing his eyes going directly against what he was saying.

"Yeah," chuckled Allison, letting Adam rest his head against her neck, where he bit and nipped it a few tips before she reunited with her phone.

"Uh…Lil?" she wondered. There came a snort.

"Uh…YEAH. What happened?!" demanded the second-rate Tina Turner. Allison flushed as Adam came to nibble on her ear softly.

"Er," She looked at him for help but his eyes were highly amused, leaving her to the explaining. "I dropped the phone?"

"Yeah right. Who's with you, baby, and don't you dare go lyin to me." Lil pouted.

"Someone." Allison answered, pressing her cheek against Adam's head, his fingers tracing her bare shoulder where her t-shirt had slipped in their steamy session, being too big on her in the first place.

"I wanna know now so don't you give me no 'someone' like I'm an asshole. Tell me, Alli." she said thickly, frowning. Allison bit her lip.

"It's nothing!" she sighed, and he nestled his face into her sweep of hair. She giggled at his affection.

"Mmm hmph. I'm on to you, girl." Lil said, pretending to sound threatening.

"Sure, sure."

"So, anyways, get ready, baby. See you soon."

"Bye Mama."

She threw the phone lazily to the floor and kissed Adam's head saying, "Mmm I don't wanna move." Adam laughed, coiling his fingers around the hem of her shirt, eyes warm.

"C'mon." He sat up and put his arms under her, lifting her up then setting her gently on the floor, a kiss being placed lovingly on her lips. "Start getting dressed, Firecracker."

She crept out of Adam's room through the window and back into her own, feeling cold without him around. She rummaged through her suitcase, deciding what to wear.

She decided some ripped jean shorts with a Janis Joplin concert t-shirt her cousin had recently gotten her would be appropriate, with her two piece black swim suit underneath just in case.

Her hair was going to be wild and curly this morning, the volume making her look daring. She put on some make-up, bright red lipstick included.

"Ready?" Adam asked her as she came out of the room. He wore some shorts, flip-flops, and a light blue t-shirt.

"Wow. No black for the sexy rocker today?" she teased. He shrugged.

"Oh that guy? He's taking the day off." Adam gave a crooked smile. "Going to Santa Monica with his beautiful girlfriend. Have you seen her anywhere?" She gave him a playful shove and he laughed.

"Alright smart ass let's go." she huffed, pretending to be mad.

He coiled his arms around her hips, lips at her ear.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." he murmured. She turned to him with a flirty smile curving at her lips.

"Well, maybe I should find that sexy rocker I was telling you about before and see if he can make me feel any better." She didn't know it, but he was turned on immediately.

He growled softly in her ear and then attacked her lips with his own, pressing the girl into the wall behind her, his hands running down her sides.

She was surprised by his reaction, but nonetheless kissed him back, moaning when his tongue slid across her bottom lip.

Adam couldn't help his behavior. The taste was just that wonderful, and the feel of her flushed skin under his fingertips made him go crazy. Deep inside his mind he knew he should control himself better, to not provoke anything, but he was lost now, under a sea of red.

Mrs. Lambert came down the stairs that that moment, watching with wide eyes as her son pressed a seventeen year old against a wall, lips opening and closing, moans, and hands sliding everywhere. It was only day two of their relationship and they were almost grinding. In her kitchen!

She frowned, wanting to teach them a lesson, so she went over quietly where they were engrossed in each other, and she said loudly, "I can make you two some pancakes if you're so hungry."

The two rockers jumped apart, startled, Adam biting Allison's lip in the process, which made her yelp. They both clutched their hearts which were thudding in their ears. Dumb shock crossed their faces, then Adam's relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief.

"You scared us!" he accused breathlessly. Mrs. Lambert smiled smugly.

"You two were too busy I guess to notice my presence." she replied curtly. Allison's face turned pink and she looked away, smiling, embarrassed.

"Er…yeah, sorry about that." Adam chuckled, pulling Allison back into his chest and holding her there. She peered up at him sheepishly.

"I just think it should be toned down before it gets too intimate." Mrs. Lambert said, trying to sound stern. "It's only day two. If it keeps up at this pace--"

"They'll be having sex on the table." Neil cut in, glaring at them both from the sofa. Before they could exchanged glances of surprise at him obviously being there the whole time, he added, "And don't like you didn't see me here." Adam scowled.

"We didn't!" he insisted, frowning. Allison was pink in his arms. Sex on the table?!

Mrs. Lambert, now noticing their attire said, "So, anyways, where are you two going so early?" Allison smiled now.

"Lil Rounds invited us to spend the day with a few Idols at Santa Monica." she explained.

"We'll probably be back late." Adam informed them.

Neil shrugged, falling back in the couch, and Mrs. Lambert raised her eyebrows. "Santa Monica? That's a three hour trip." Adam smiled genuinely.

"That's why we have to get going!" he hinted, quickly grabbing Allison's hand and tugging her to the door. "Bye. I'll call you guys later if you want. We're taking the escalade."

"Have fun." called Mrs. Lambert as the door closed behind them.

Adam and Allison went to the car, laughing and snorting as they got in.

"Yeah so I think that was the most awkward moment I've ever had in my life," Allison said, Adam smiled at her, starting the engine.

"I was the one who was pressing you against the wall, Alli," he told her gently. "If anyone should be embarrassed at their behavior it should be me." She leaned over, placing her chin on his shoulder and her lips curved in a smile.

"You're adorable, you know that, right?" she murmured. He laughed.

"I'm not a kitten." he argued playfully. "What happened to my sexy image I had going?"

"Meow." was her response and they erupted in giggles like little children.

Soon, they hit the road, shortly after a visit to Starbucks for coffee and pastries. The open wind splashed Allison's face as she rolled down her window, her red curls whipping behind her.

They jammed to the radio for an hour, Lady Gaga's Love Game coming on three times total and Katy Perry's Waking Up in Vegas four. Allison enjoyed You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift, Adam amused she knew all the words.

"I'm surprised you're singing that song like you wrote it!" Adam teased. "I never thought Taylor was you're kind of music." She blushed slightly.

"I found myself relating to it when I first heard it," she said, biting her lip. "And don't laugh at this or I'm kicking your ass: It kinda reminded me of…me and you…" Adam's eyes beamed on her, glowing.

"Aw, that's so sweet. I love you, baby." he told her warmly. "Though I doubt Drake wears high heels and is a cheerleader." Adam added. Allison burst with laughter.

"Maybe only the first part." she joked slyly. He gave her a wink.

"Good call." They suppressed smiles and if Adam wasn't driving, he would of kissed her. But he was driving and it was bothering him as he looked at her.

Allison saw him staring from the corner of her eye and she chuckled.

"What?"

"Nothing." Adam's teeth sparkled.

Just then, Allison's phone chimed, turning the perfect mood annoying with it's loud clangs. She sighed. Will it ever find a good time to ring?

"Hello?"

"Oh, hey, Alli!"

"Danny!" Allison exclaimed. "Where've you been, boy?" A hearty laugh was heard.

"Album stuff. Driving me off a cliff here! What are you doin?" he asked. Allison felt Adam's fingers laced in hers and she looked up at him lovingly.

"Driving also, but hopefully not off a cliff," she replied easily. "Me and Adam are going to Santa Monica for the day to spend it with Lil, Matt, Anoop, and Alexis."

"Whoa…idol party! And I didn't get the invite? This world is messed up." Danny joked. Allison grinned.

"Party of a lonely Gokey I think. Sorry, man." she teased. Adam kissed one of her fingertips softly. Danny snorted on the other line.

"Yeah, thanks, Alli," he said. "Anyways, what are you guys going to do once you get there?"

"Um…don't know. If you want the low down you can ask Glitter Boy. He's in the know." she suggested. Adam made at face at her and Danny cleared his throat. It was no secret they didn't get along.

Danny believed strongly in faith, knowing the Lord was always watching over you and to repent if you sinned. Adam didn't believe in god as much, just in right and wrong.

"That's okay," Danny said quickly. "I'll talk to him later…" Allison almost laughed, knowing what a lie that was, but nodded instead.

"Okay, whatever, man. But, Adam's dying to talk to you over here. He's almost in tears." she replied easily. Adam glared.

"Not funny, Alli." he muttered, in good humor. Danny was chuckling on the other end.

"Yeah, good try." he was saying. "So, I guess I'll call you guys later. And Allison?"

"Yup?"

"Don't get all mad at me but, I don't want you guys spending so much time alone, remember? Please? For the Gokey?" His voice was sweet. How could she be mad? He was only looking out for her.

"Okay, thanks Danny." she sighed.

"Bye, love you, girl." he replied, sounding satisfied.

"Love you, dude."

She hung up, stashing her phone in the bottom of her purse and looked up, confused at Adam's hard expression.

"Um…?" she inquired. He looked at her now.

"Oh, nothing." He shook his head. Stop being a jealous asshole, Adam. She can say I love you to whoever she wants! Except that it was Dopey Gokey.

"Adam. Tell me." she pleaded, battering her eyelashes and rubbing her lips over the back of his hand. He groaned.

"Alli, you're so dangerous." he told her. She made a puppy dog face.

"No I'm not." she insisted. He rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay, fine." He scowled. "It's Gokey. I hate it when you say you love him. I know I shouldn't and that I'm being a complete jerk about it but--" He was cut off by Allison's burst of giggles.

"You're jealous of Danny?" she laughed, amusement in her eyes. He gave her a small smile.

"Stupid?"

"Very." she reassured. "You're acting like a teenager. That's my job." She stuck her tongue out and he chuckled.

"Sorry. I promise I won't be an asshole, okay? Love you." He looked over to run his fingers through her hair and she glowed.

"Love you, too." she whispered.

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haha I swear I had too much fun with this chapter!! comment!!

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