And I don't know have I mentioned this before, but I wanted to apologize cause of my English. I'm from Croatia, so my English is not as nearly as good as I want it to be, but I'm working on it ;)
I wanted to go all 'pro-writer' in this chapter, but as you'll be able to see in a second it didn't quite work out so... this is what you get :D
enjoy!
Adam's POV
Tommy REALLY surprised me with his outfit. He looked amazing. No, I can do better than that: He looked absolutely stunning. His think legs looked even more perfect in tight shiny black leather jeans, with a beautiful belt on his hips with a rhinestone skull belt buckle. Black combat boots and a grey tank top, almost see-through. Leather jacket with glittery details, a metal peace necklace. Big brown eyes hiding behind long dark eyelashes and thick layer of black and glittery make up. Cherry red lipstick on his thin kissable lips. Dirty blond hair gracing the pretty face of his. He was glowing. Like, literally. His skin was covered in glitter, probably body shimmer. He smelled delicious...
He just looked so… well, fuckable. And he was aware of that.
We called for a limo, since god knows how drunk we will be on our way back. Obviously Tommy's idea, I didn't even think about it, it's hard to concentrate when the sexy ass of his is strutting in front of me…
We got into the long black limo and set on the comfortable seats, Tommy practically sitting on my lap. "Are you excited?", he asked me in a giggly tone. "Sweetie I don't even know where the hell are you taking me."
He leaned forward, so I could feel his warm breath on my neck. „ If I told you than it would be no fun." He whispered in my ear.
I was ready to just fuck him right there in the limo when the driver let us know we were here. „Lets go." Tommy took my hand in his and we got out of the limo. In front of us was a HUGE line of people standing all glammed up, apparently waiting to get in some kind of club. There was no sign with the club's name, it just looked like a really small building, left me wondering why is so many people waiting to get in and why did Tommy take me here.
Or more important: How the hell are we going to get in? There's gotta be at least 50 people waiting in front of the massive door, why would we get to go in? And no, I don't have special benefits just because I'm famous. I mean I do, but I don't like using them. Getting things that other people want to before them just because you're somewhat fameous… And, I don't know. Just don't like using my money like that.
Tommy kept dragging me to the door. „Tommy aren't we suppose to-" He looked at me and shushed me. What even..?
We got to the door, and I could hear people whispering. There were two big guys at the entrance to the place. One of them was tall, black, and really strong, bold, with dark glasses. Just like from the movies. The other one looked younger, but not any less stronger. He had dark brown hair and he looked really intimidating.
Tommy shook hand with them, pointed at me with his head and said "he's with me". What? I have never been with someone, people we're always with me.
The guy with the sunglasses nodded to Tommy and opened the door for us. Okay, I'm gonna need to discuss this with Tommy later… Tommy smiled at me and squeezed my hand as we entered the place.
From the outside the club looked so small, so I didn't expect much. When we got in, there were stairs, leading to what seemed nowhere. But I didn't ask questions and I followed Tommy. At the end of the stairs were another massive door, and I could hear loud music through it. Tommy turned around and looked at me. „Ready?" He grinned and took my other hand in his. „For what exactly?" I asked, and he laughed. „You'll love it here." He gave me a quick kiss on the lips as he opened the door.
"Holly shit" Was my first thought when we got there. The place wasn't that big, but it looked fucking amazing. The music was extremely loud, people dancing, not on the dance floor, but everywhere. Lights were low, just enough to see many bodies moving together in rhythm. There was a bar, a couple of waiters making whatever the people have requested, a lot of colorful bottles behind them, obviously full of alcohol. How convenient since I'm planning on getting incredibly wasted tonight.
In the middle was a some kind of stage, currently with some shirtless boys and hot girls dancing on it.
I turned around to see Tommy standing behind me smirking. Then he said something, but I didn't hear a word, I just saw his lips moving. He frowned and came closer to me, his mouth next to my ear. "Wanna have a drink?" He yelled, and I was still barely able to hear him. I nodded and followed him to the bar, through a big mass of people all rubbing against each other, now against us too. We finally managed to reach the bar and one of the waiters (shirtless if I may add) Pointed at a big black board with neon letters on it. All sorts of alcohol that can get you drunk with only a couple of shots were listed. I grinned and let the waiter know I with my fingers I want the drink number 7, absinthe. Tommy looked at me suspiciously, but then ordered one too.
The waiter handed us small glasses with green liquid. I instantly took a couple of big sips when Tommy started yelling at me. I didn't understand a word that he said. I gave him a quizzical look on which he rolled his big brown eyes and took the drink away from me. Guess I'm going to have to find another way to get totally trashed...
He took my hand and I followed him like a puppy into the big mass of people. At first I was afraid of loosing him in the crowd, but he was holding my hand in his strong. When we got somewhere in the middle of the mass, the new song started playing and our bodies started moving with the beat, people grinning against us, not giving a damn about who we are.
We danced for a while, then stumbled back to the bar to order another drink (Tommy didn't let me order any more of absinthe, he said that he doesn't want me to end up in hospital for a stomach pump... blah). After that we went back to the same spot somewhere in the middle, near the stage, and we continued our 'dancing'. It wasn't really dancing, just grinning against each other and making out. And every 30 minutes or so we went back for another drink. We weren't still that drunk, we we able to stand and dance with no problem, but still drunk enough not to give a fuck about absolutely anything.
The music is still really loud, but I don't mind it anymore, I've gotten use to it. All of the sudden the lights went on, so it wasn't that dark. The music wasn't gone, but it was quiet in the background. I was turning around to see what was going on, but nobody reacted the same way I did. People were standing, and looking at the small stage, waiting for something to happen. I turned back to Tommy and gave him a panicked look. He just laughed and as the rest of the crowd looked at the stage.
People weren't dancing there anymore, now there was a guy in his mid 30es standing there with a microphone in his hand, shirtless, his chest oiled. He has dark brown hair, and big green eyes. Another guy helped him set a line of bar chairs on the stage. "Kay guys, you know the rules: one guy, five girls, five body shots." The dark haired man said. "If you don't puke or anything you'll walk home with a bottle of moonshine." He showed the brow illegal liquid to the crowd as they clapped hoping to take that bottle home with them. " And remember, you didn't get it from us. " He smiled.
"Now who wants to try?" I somehow found myself pushed at the stage by someone. I was to drunk to stop myself from falling down on the stage. The guy with green eyes helped me up. "So, ready to do some body shots off of some hot girls?" I raised my right eyebrow and made a really confused face. I really didn't know what the hell was going on. "Ha?" was all I could say. The man smiled. "Guessing you're ready. C'mon, we need our first girl!"
A dark skinned girl walked on the stage, taking her shirt off, ending up only in a red bra. She lied on the bar chairs, slightly propped up, leaning on her arms. She's hot I gotta admit. But what am I suppose to do now? It's like the guy with the mic read my fucking mind and answered my question. "Apparently you're knew here. But you look like someone who knows how to do body shots, right? " I nodded and he smiled. Of course I know how to do body shots, I'm Adam fucking Lambert for God's sakes. "Good. Then you know what to do." The guy pointed at the smiling girl on the bar chairs who already had salt in one hand and a piece of lime in the other.. Am I suppose to do some body shots now? It's okay, more alcohol for me then.
I looked at Tommy in the crowd, he just smiled and gave my an approval nod. I shrugged and went over to the girl. The crowd started cheering as I liked the girls stomach, sprinkled some salt on it and then licked the salt off of her flat stomach. There was a platter with 5 small glasses full with alcohol on another bar chair next to me. I took one and downed the shot. It was tequila. Oh how I love tequila. The crowd kept cheering as I took the citrus out of the pretty girls mouth with my own mouth. The girl stood up and blew me a kiss as she left the stage. The green eyed guy was still standing on the stage with his mic. "Kay, next girl! This one had brown hair, any black haired girls here?"
Another hot girl climbed the stage, already with no shirt on. She had black hair and pale skin, with red lipstick. She was pretty tall, not as tall as me though. I did the same with her as I did with the previous girl. Lick her stomach, sprinkle some salt, then lick it off, down the tequila and take the lime with your mouth. It was pretty easy to me, I've done a lot of body shots before. The crowd kept cheering, louder and louder. The next girl had red hair, and she was REALLY hot. I took my time with her. I mean, yes, I'm gay, but I don't mind hot girls. Not at all.
The fourth girl also had black hair, but with blue highlights. She was cute, but not as nearly as hot as the redhead. I did the same with her as with the last 3 girls. and I think the best part of it was tequila. Just saying. I was pretty drunk by that point, but not puke-on-the-floor or can't-even-walk drunk.
That guy with brown hair was still on the fucking stage. "Wow, this guy definitely knows what he's doing. Only one body shot away from more alcohol!" Was that suppose to be funny? Cause, it's not. Why the fuck am I even doing this? Oh fuck it's free tequila, who cares...
"So, I've noticed we had no blonds today. We can't let that happen. C'mon, any blonds?" The guy asked. I smirked. Oh I know one hot blond... I walked over to the end of the stage, trying not to fall down. I grinned and I pulled Tommy on the stage. Tommy was hesitating, but I was stronger even when drunk. "Here's your blond... " I mumbled. "Well not exactly what we were looking for, but he'll do." Tommy shrugged and I ordered him to take his shirt off. He obeyed and I pushed him down on the bar chairs. Damn was he sexy...
I licked his stomach and sprinkled some salt on it. I just stared at his perfect stomach before I licked off the salt, taking my time with it. I downed the alcohol as fast as I could without choking and I leaned over to take the lime. But before I even reached his mouth he dropped the lime and I went straight for his mouth. I traced his lips with my tongue, and I slid it into his mouth as Tommy put his hand on the back of my neck. The crowd was cheering louder than it has ever this night, and I could feel Tommy smiling against my lips.
The annoying guy with the mic laughed. "Well, girls, you can now stop asking me for his phone number, he's going home with this blonde. " I broke the kiss and took Tommy's hand in mine. We pushed people away on our way to the exit, as the music got louder and louder until it was loud as it was when we first got in, and until it was dark as it use to be. We left the club and got into the limo as fast as we could without falling down. "My place or your place?" Tommy asked while nibbling on my neck. "Yours is closer... " I mumbled. "My place it is... "
This is gonna be the perfect night, no matter how drunk I am, with Tommy in my arms, I'm still sober...