Tommy's POV

I watched tears pour out of Adam's eyes as he walked away. I wanted to stop him but I just, I was too shocked to say anything. I couldn't even move. I just, I didn't know what to do. I started crying, and I fell to my knees, burying my face in my hands. I was so wrong. So wrong about everything I did. I thought Adam had done something wrong, but he had done nothing. Nothing at all. So this was all my fault and now look where we were. We had a torn apart relationship and I just wanted him back. Alli ran over to me, picking me up from the floor and walking me to the couch. She had probably heard the whole thing...

A few days later, Adam and I still hadn't talked. I just wanted him back in my life. I was still living with Alli and sometimes she offered to try and get him to come over here but it always seemed that I didn't have enough courage. But today was the day. I was going to go over to Adam's and see him, apologize and everything was going to be okay, right? Well at least I hoped so.

"Do you need me to drive you?" asked Alli as I was getting ready to leave.

"No," I said, "I'll take a cab," I really didn't feel like having to discuss anything with anyone on the way over. I just wanted to think.

When I arrived at Adam's apartment building, I walked up the stairs to his room. I walked down the twisting hallways. It seemed like a maze, like I couldn't find my way back into his life. And I hated the feeling. I loved Adam and I needed to make this better. I had cried so much and I was sick of it.

I walked up to his door, room 1856. I smiled to myself before lifting my fist to the door and knocking twice. There was no answer. I knocked again, still no answer. I knocked three more times and still no answer. I had built up the courage to talk to him and he wasn't even home. I turned around, with my head down, bumping into a figure that passed through the hallway. I mumbled a quick sorry but was stopped when they said my name.

"Tommy," I heard and I whipped around, looking at Adam, standing there, holding grocery bags.

"Adam, I came to talk to you," I said and he was hesitant. He eventually nodded, opening his door and letting me follow him in. He walked into the kitchen, setting his things on the counter and walking back over to me. He sat on the couch and I sat next to him.

"Hi," he said. He was tense and I could feel it radiating off of him.

"Hi," I said back, biting my lip and looking away. I looked back up at him a few seconds later. "Look, Adam, I was wrong. Really wrong. I have always loved you, and I had just doubted your love for me. I know you love me and I should have never done that. But I need you Adam. I am so, so, sorry. I just need you back in my life. It's so hard w-without y-you and..." I trailed off, trying to choke back tears but they couldn't help but spill from my eyes. "I just need you back in my life Adam, I can't let you go," I said and that was it. I broke down into tears and I felt Adam's arms wrap around me. I looked up at him, tears staining my face, before he leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. Oh god, how I missed that taste. I wanted to just keep tasting him. And I did.

His tongue ran along my bottom lip, and then split my teeth, letting himself in. I moaned deep, lying back on the couch as he lay on top of me. My heart pounded in my chest. But this was just a make out. I didn't plan on having sex right now. I just wanted to make up and be his boyfriend again.

A few minutes later, he pulled away, looked at me and said, "Tommy, I love you more than anything, and I will never leave you. I love you so much and it was hard living without you. I'm so happy you're back," and he pulled me into a tight hug, kissing my hair.

So we just layed on the couch, talking, kissing, and in love.