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Chapter 3

Adam laughed and tilted my face up. "Don't you dare look ashamed! I love my fan girls! But even so, anyone with two eyes could tell you that you are nothing like my other fan girls. First of all you are gorgeous. You also know exactly the kind of things I like. The outfit…and the glitter. It's all so perfectly me. I feel like I already know you. And there is something else too...Something I can't exactly place right now, but something I want to take the time to discover." Adam finished his reassurance in a husky growl.

I looked at him from under my eyelashes. I didn't want to meet his gaze. I was very upset with myself that I had pretty much just confessed my love for him. He would never take me seriously again and I only had myself to blame. When I did meet his gaze, what was in his eyes took me by surprise. If I wasn't mistaken…it looked like his eyes had darkened with… lust? I shook my head and tried to clear my thoughts. Adam Lambert is a 28-year-old gay man. Isn't that what I had told that girl behind me in line to illustrate how pointless it was to like Adam? What was I doing allowing myself to fall for him?

"Take a picture darling. It'll last longer" Adam whispered. It felt like the night air had stilled. There were only a few centimeters between our lips. I could taste his breath on the air. And for the record it tasted minty fresh. My tongue darted out to swipe my drying lips. Adam closed his eyes and leaned away from me, releasing my chin from his grasp.

"How old did you say you were again Renee?"

"twenty-two" I lied.

Adam smiled, and stood up. "So, I say we get out of here. It has been a good hour now at least; I think we can risk venturing out."

"Not with you looking so…Adam-y. Your gonna have to make yourself look less sexy." I added. I stood and pulled a comb out of my purse, offering it to him. "Adam. Your hair is your trademark. Comb it out."

Adam grimaced and grabbed the comb. He started painstakingly pulling the comb through his gorgeous black hair. It fell into an untidy mop on his head when he was done. The hair gel he had used had made his hair clump up in spots, and the sweat he had worked up while performing had added an extra wave in his hair. It was still fucking sexy…just less Adam-y.

"Perfect." I breathed. "What are you wearing underneath this…getup?" I asked, motioning to his leather bedazzled jacket.

"Umm. Under the jacket I'm wearing this black sparkly-"

"Under that?" I pushed. Black and sparkly, too Adam-y.

"A white T-shirt" he smirked. "Trying to get me out of my clothes Renee?"

I winked at him. "Sugar, I don't need to try. Now off with the jacket c'mon. Take off the shirt too. There we go." I looked him up and down. He stood in front of me in a white clingy T-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. I pulled a wipe out of my purse and jumped him.

"Don't fight me Adam…this is going to be painful" I whispered in his ear. I took the wipe and wiped off all of his glorious makeup. When I was done with him he looked like pretty much any normal guy…aside from being exceptionally good looking.

"Did you…take of all my makeup?" Adam asked.

I smiled. "Yes I did. And you should rock the natural look more often. It suits you."

Adam grimaced and grabbed my hand. "Well now that you've finished raping me and removing me of all honor…lets go. You want to go down the ladder first?" He asked me as I inched closer to the edge of the roof. I looked down and swallowed…hard. Being in the presence of your Idol has the tendency to make you forget certain things. In my case, I somehow managed to forget my raging fear of heights. Adam saw my look of anxiety and squeezed my hand reassuringly.

"It seems a bit odd to me that you would take me up onto a roof when you appear to have such a fear of heights. Why not a crowded restaurant or a vacant parking lot?" Adam inquired as he started making his own way down the ladder. I looked down after him and felt the earth tilt. Why had I been so stupid? I should have just taken him to my place or something. I heard a thud and almost screamed. I looked down and saw Adam standing on the ground grinning up at me after having leaped dramatically off of the last few feet of the ladder.

"Uhhh…" I stammered trying to remember his question. "I thought you would be harder to spot." I whimpered. My hands were clenching the edge so tightly my knuckles were turning white. I just had to do this. Buck up and go down the ladder. I turned around so that my back was facing the edge of the roof. I set my feet on the top rung of the ladder and grabbed the sides of it. I slowly started the descent. I got going pretty good for a while. Just one foot after the other… until my left foot slipped off the rung.

"Ahh shit!" I screamed. I was still holding on pretty good but all my confidence was shattered. I pulled my foot back on to the ladder and sat there quivering for a good minute.

"Renee?" Adam called up to me. "You okay?"

"N-not really" I replied refusing to look down.

"Renee, there are only three more steps below you. Just three. Once you take the three steps I will be right below you to catch you. All you'll have to do is let go. I promise you, you'll be okay. Only three more rungs. Good! Two, yep go ahead take a breather. Only two more steps Renee. Awesome. Last one. Keep on coming. All right stop. I am right below you with my arms ready for you. Just let go."

Adam had coached me softly through the last three steps, and now all I had to do was let go. I sqeezed my eyes shut as tight as they could go and I let go. Next thing I knew I was laying in Adam's arms. I opened my eyes.

"Hey gorgeous." Adam drawled. I was still catching my breath from my adventure when I felt Adam press his lips to my cheek. He held me to his chest for a moment longer and stared into my eyes.

"Renee, I don't know what it is about that eye makeup you're wearing but it…it's kind of hypnotizing. I can't look away." Adam stated.

I fluttered my eyelashes and smiled up at him coyly.

"Are you sure it's not just my natural beauty sucking you in?" I asked innocently. Adam laughed, kissed my cheek once more then set me down.

"What was I thinking? Of course it's your natural beauty." Adam laughed.

"If you were straight then maybe I'd believe you." I added, sticking my tongue out at him.

Something about that comment I had said had triggered something in Adam. His shoulders went rigid, and a hiss escaped between his teeth. Adam shoved me roughly against the wall and held me there; our bodies flush with each other, and his gaze piercing into me. He leaned down so that his lips were grazing my ear when I felt, rather than heard him whisper,

"Guess what Renee. I don't believe in labels" I felt his hands sliding down my bare shoulders and arms and coming at a rest on my hips, his mouth still at my left ear, his every breath reverberated in my head and I could feel the moisture of his breath on my shoulder. I was falling apart.

"Wait… what? Adam are you bi?" I managed to choke out.

Adam pulled away from me and leaned on the wall at his back. His gaze just as intense as before.

"The way I see it, I am a human being who likes other human beings. If I find somebody who is just amazing to be around, and I am physically attracted to them, then I will pursue them. It doesn't matter if they are guy or girl, as long as we are good together. It pisses me off how people assume they know who I am just because I dress a certain way."

It made perfect sense…but in a way him telling me this made things 100 times more complicated because now I believed I had a chance, and everybody who's ever been rejected can tell you that there is nothing worse than believing that you have a chance.

"That's a really good way of thinking about it. I don't know, I guess I am only physically attracted to guys. But I get what you're saying. And I'm sorry that people act the… uhh the way they do towards you" I said, trying to be diplomatic.

Adam grabbed my hand, completely ignoring my lame response, and asked, "So where should we go for the rest of the night?"

"Well" I started, "we could go to my friend's place but she's…younger than me (lie), and so she still lives with her parents. We can't go to my place tonight because…my roommate is throwing a party (lie) and we wouldn't want you to be seen. What about you. Any ideas?"

"Hmm. How about we get a hotel?" He asked me, his smile returning.

"You mean, you get a hotel?" I asked clarifying, not even daring to think he meant WE get one.

"Well if your roommate is throwing a party I doubt you are going to be able to get much sleep tonight, and I really do appreciate you helping me, so how about I pay for us to stay in a really nice hotel tonight? Just the two of us?"

"Oh, Adam, I couldn't let you pay for all of it. I'd feel bad, plus I don't think I really did all thaaat much to help, and I don't have any clothes for tomorrow or my retainer, or my contact case or-"

Adam silenced me with a finger to my lips.

"We'll stop at CVS or something and pick you up some contact stuff and I think you can go a night without your retainer. I do it all the time" Adam laughed. "So which hotel? You live around here right? Know of any good ones?"

I couldn't believe this was really about to happen. "There is this one I know of in Detroit. I think it's called the Omni. It's probably really expensive though so we could probably just go to the Marriot or something." I said.

Adam laughed. "Lets go then! Can we take your car?"

"Yeah" I replied still in a daze. This was all happening way better than I had expected.

AN: That's all for now. I need to catch up on some sleep. If I feel like people are actually reading this fine piece of literature, I will probably update sooner but not until I get ONE review. One meaassllllyy review! And there is a delicious little lemon in the next chapter. Soo, you know what you have to do!

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