Tommy was standing outside the door of the room he was to share
with Adam...the room he was to share with the man he loved. Tears were
slowly falling down his face, his heart pulsating through his black v-
neck. Both from excitement and nervousness...he knew how he felt, but
has never told anyone before. Not even his own family. I mean, come
on, he's straight. Why would he fall inlove with a man? His family
would think he was a freak. They weren't as open-minded and accepting
as Adam's family. And he knew he couldn't tell anyone from the band
cause they would only make fun of him and give him hell about it, plus
they would probably tell Adam then ruin anything and everything.
Taking a deep breath, Tommy unlocks the hotel door and walks inside.
The sight before him causes his heart to skip a beat: Adam is laying
on the bed..eyes closed...arms under his head...lips slightly parted.
Saying he looked innocent would be an understatement. He looked down
right saint like. Tommy bites down on his lower lip and as quietly as
possible, makes his way to the bathroom. Setting his bags down by the
door, not wanting to wake the sleeping rockstar.
'Damn, I feel like a teenager inlove for the first time...' Tommy
thinks to himself setting his hands down on the bathroom counter and
staring at himself in the wall mirror. The sight before him almost
scared him alittle. Mascara and eyeliner streaming down his face like
tire tracks, eyes red and swollen from crying, nose a slight pinkish
color...he looked like a mix between a raccoon and Bozo the Clown.
Wiping the makeup off, and ruffling his blonde hair some, Tommy heads
back into the main part of the room. Adam, now bending over the bed
and digging through his bag looking for something.
"Hey there." Was all Tommy could say as he picked up his bags and made
his way to the bed. Stopping mid-stride when he notices there is only
one bed...'Shit...'Tommy thinks setting his bags down. 'Hope he
doesn't mind..'
"Hey, Glitterbaby. You alright? You look like you've been crying.."
Adam asks, concern in his silky voice, while pulling out his tooth
brush from his bag.
'Damn pale skin...' Tommy thinks scratching his head and involuntarily
rubbing his nose. "Oh, no..I'm fine. I think it's just allergies.." He
hates having to lie to Adam, but he can't know that he heard everything
him and his mom were discussing and that's why he was crying because
he does have feelings for Adam and that he does love him back. Oh how
he loves him back. So very much.
"Alright then. Well I'm going to go brush my teeth and take a shower.
Get all this glitter and smoke off me, haha." He gives Tommy a small
smile, that makes Tommy's heart melt, and walks to the bathroom. Tommy
returns the smile and sits on the bed and grabs for his iPod.
Turning on some Manson, he runs his hands through his slightly greasy
bangs, and let's out a long sigh of exhaustion. So many things
floating though his head, he feels a headache beginning to form. Damn...