-Adam's Point of View-
Oh thank god Blake chose Halle. She totally crushed Jeanette. And once again, Halle is so god damn gorgeous. I'm sure Behati looks at other men all the time, so I can look at other women right? Since Halle and Jeanette's battle was last, we all headed back stage for a party of sorts. I scanned the room for Halle but couldn't find her.
"Yo Blake," I walked up behind him, "You know where Halle is?"
He looked at me obviously confused by my sudden interest in her. "Uh... Yeah, she went to her dressing room. Why?"
"I wanted to talk to her about some hotel stuff. We're staying at the same one." Wow that was the worst excuse I've ever made in my life.
He narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly. "I need a beer," he said as he walked away.
I laughed lightly and headed toward Halle's dressing room. When I got to the door, i barely heard her breathless sobs over the music playing. I knocked lightly...
"Halle?... It's Adam..."
The sobs stopped but she didn't answer.
" Halle, I'm gonna come in, alright? "
Silence.
I turned the door knob slowly and walked in to find her curled in a ball on the floor.
"Halle, " I rushed down to her, "What's wrong?" I said, putting my hand on her shoulder.
She shook her head and kept it tucked between her knees.
"Halle, you won the battle, why are you so upset? "
She immediately started crying again.
"Shh..." I said as I pulled her into my lap and stroked her hair.
I'll admit, it might have been more than just a friendly gesture.
She continued sobbing into my chest.
I must have sat there for half an hour with her in my lap before she finally ended up crying herself to sleep. I picked her up and walked out the back door to my car, her in my arms. Her long curls rubbed against my neck. Her warmth gave me a feeling I had never experienced before. That's when I was sure that she was something special.