Summary: A new girl comes to Eden Hall, befriending Adam. He's able to tell her anything he wants to. Except for one thing. She's falling in love with the guy he's falling in love with. *SLASH*
Author's Note: This is my first shot at MD slash so please bear with me here.
This is slash so if you don't like it…DON'T READ IT!
Disclaimer: I only own Kori, Shane, Jordan, and Fulton's girlfriend.
Adam
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To say that I wasn't scared was the understatement of the century. To say that I wasn't nervous would be lying, but that wasn't too much of a surprise, knowing how much I'd been lying to all my friends. My heart pounded in my ears as I slowly climbed the steps up to the dorms. My feet felt like lead weights, refusing to move another step, but my brain kept telling me to stop being such a wussy. By the time I reached Charlie's room, I'd lost almost all my courage. The only thing left inside of me was a longing for Charlie and an echo of Kori's voice. I must have stood there for ten minutes or so. All I remember was that the people passing by gave me the weirdest looks and I wouldn't blame them either. What would you do if you saw a jock standing outside a boy's dorm room like an idiot, talking to himself? When I finally got the courage to raise my hand and knock on the door, Guy opened the door before my fist even touched it.
"Banks? What are you doing here?" he asked, swiping his jacket off of the doorknob.
"I…I wanted t-to talk to Ch-Ch-Charlie," I stammered. 'Smooth, Adam, smooth. Now Guy will think you're a maniac.'
"Are you alright?"
"Oh yeah, I'm fine. You just scared me that's all."
"Imagine what you did to me," Guy laughed before growing serious and whispering to Adam, "Look, something's wrong with Charlie. I've tried everything to drag it out of him, but he won't budge. I know he'll tell you. You're his best friend. So please, for the sake of everyone, get it out of him."
"That's what I came here to do," I told him truthfully. Guy smiled at me before yelling a good-bye to Charlie and sending me another worried look when our captain didn't respond. He closed the door after pushing me inside. I stood there for a few seconds, not sure if Charlie was aware I was in the room.
"What is it, Banksie?" Oh, so he did know I was there.
"Um, well, I just wanted to uh, to talk. You know, I was just sitting there in my room…bored. So I came to see if you wanted to hang-out. You know, get stuff off your mind. I mean, if you don't want to, that's okay because I can just leave and go back to my room. I'm sure I have a book report due next week and I haven't even started reading the book. Do you know how incredibly taxing that is on your time? Book reports, I mean who ever thought of them anyway? I mean…What?" Charlie was laughing at me.
"You are so funny, Banks. It's unbelievable. You crack me up, man!"
"It's great to know I'm good at something." This stopped his laughter pretty abruptly and I mentally slapped myself for that. Talk about self-pity.
"Is there something you specifically wanted to talk about?" he asked me, patting a spot on his bed. I was supposed to sit there. On a bed. With Charlie Conway. And pretend that everything was okay. Impossible. Instead, I took a seat on Guy's bed, just to be safe with myself.
"Specifically? As in a certain topic of conversation? Nah, I just…I just wanted to, uh, catch up on things. We haven't had a chance to talk for awhile. You know, just me and you." Even when I was saying it, I could tell that Charlie wasn't buying any of my BS. Oh well, who said hockey players were good actors anyway?
Charlie was silent, watching me for a moment, which was very uncomfortable, before he spoke, "You know I know you much better than that so cut the bullshitting and get on with it."
"I was not-"
"Yes you were!"
"I was not!"
"Were too!"
"Was not!"
"Were too!
"Was not!"
"Okay, you weren't bullshitting!" I had another 'was not' at the tip of my tongue, but I caught myself.
"I wasn't?"
"Aha! I got you!" Charlie exclaimed triumphantly. Well that was certainly a character change from dinner.
I sighed in defeat, "Yeah, you got me."
"So talk Banks! I've been worried about you. This not talking thing doesn't suit you at all."
"So what does suit me if you know me so well?" My palms were sweating despite the so-called confidence in my voice and I hoped Guy didn't notice the sweat when he laid down to sleep that night.
"The talkative, sweet Adam." I was sure I turned bright pink at the compliment.
"Uh, right. Thanks. I think."
"So talk."
"Okay, okay, talking. Look I know you've been worried about me, but you see, I've been worried about you too," I held up my hands before he could interrupt me, "I know what you're going to say. But you see, I'm a pro at pretending that everything's alright when I need to talk to someone. Just look back all these years and my point will be proven. So save the excuses. I just want to know what's bothering you because you're my best friend Charlie," I froze. I wanted so badly to say, 'and I'm in love with you' but I was pretty sure it wouldn't go over well with him. 'I believe in you. Now you need to believe in yourself.' Kori's voice echoed through my mind filling my self-confidence booster up to 50 percent. Maybe I could do this, "And as my b-best fr-friend, I…I love…you," my breath caught before I hastily blurted out, "So you better tell me what's wrong before I go crazy!" There. I did it. I think I did anyway. Now all I had to do was wait for his reaction.
I watched him look at me with these huge chocolate eyes, almost pleading with sorrow. I watched him look at the carpet as if trying to memorize the patterns, his curly brown hair unruly like it always was, just the way I liked it. I watched him lick his totally kissable lips, longing to bring my lips to his. I watched him run his hands through his hair, big strong hands that I wanted wrapped around me.
"I…I l-love you t-too, Adam," his shaky voice snapped me back to reality, and for a moment, I thought he was saying he loved me. As in he loved me like I loved him. But when I realized he was just returning the statement carelessly, my hopes faded and I was welcomed back into the unwelcoming atmosphere that Charlie and I were in.
"Maybe you're right," Charlie sighed, "Maybe I do need to talk to someone about this. And you're probably the best person to talk to. You'll think I'm a freak."
"Try me," I challenged.
"It's just…It'll take some time for me to get this out. It's hard, you know?"
"I have time," I assured him. Patiently, I waited for Charlie to get his thoughts organized, to figure out what he was going to say to me. Finally, he looked up at me, eyes full of sadness. I braced myself for him to say something like, 'I know your secret. I'm not like that. Please never talk to me again.' But…it didn't come.
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LB: Okay I lied, the slap is actually coming in a few more chapters. Sorry, but you know, it'll come. I'm not going to tell you when so it'll be a surprise. =D
Sphinx the Minx: That's what I'm talking about! But our Adam wouldn't just kiss Charlie…actually he would. Aww damn! Now I have to think of something else! Hehe thanks for reviewing!
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