Okay. Another chapter. This is longer than the first one, because my cousin told me that the chapters could be a little longer. So, that´s why it took a bit longer for me to get this done. Anyway, on with the story and I hope you like it.
Tommy´s POV.
The next morning as I opened my eyes, the sun was shining straight into my face from the window. I grunted, turning around to face the opposite wall from the window. Then I put my hand into my jeans´ pocket and pulled out my phone, looking at the digital clock on the screen. 11.29am. No wonder I slept this late. You don´t have to run out from your apartment because of a fire every night. I yawned widely while stretching like a cat. I guess Kitty really fits me...
I went into the bathroom to wash my face and do something to my hair. After I was done with those, I walked out from the room and straight downstairs. I wandered around for a while, but Adam wasn´t there.
Maybe he´s still sleeping. I thought while going back upstairs. I just went straight to Adam´s door, not even bothering to knock before going in. He´s most likely asleep anyway. I slowly opened the door, letting in as little light as possible. After slipping in, I quietly closed the door.
As I turned around, the sight that was waiting for me was the most adorable thing I´ve ever seen. Adam was laying on his bed, hugging a pillow tightly. His blanket was on the floor next to a –is that a teddy bear? Maybe. I´ll ask about it from him later. I slowly tiptoed next to bed, looking down at Adam. God, he´s so adorable. Why does he have to be so freaking cute when he´s sleeping? And the way his lips are pouting a little... Shit! I´m so freaking in love with this guy! I was pulled away from my thoughts as Adam said something, still fully asleep.
"Tommy... I-" The middle of the sentence got lost into the pillow. "You..." He mumbled the rest of the sentence. Wonder what he was gonna say. I thought while picking up the blanket from the floor and carefully covering Adam with it. I didn´t want him to catch a cold or anything. Then I sat down to the bed and just looked at Adam as he calmly slept, not knowing that I was even there. After a while I laid down, resting my head on the corner of the pillow he was cuddling with. The things I´d do to get to be that fucking pillow...
I must have fallen asleep again, because the next time I opened my eyes, I felt two strong arms around my waist, holding tight. I carefully turned around to see the person who was hugging me. The first thing I saw was black hair. Smooth, silky black hair. As I looked a bit longer, I noticed that there was some glitter on it. Adam. Of course. Who else would put glitter in his/her hair? No one. Expect Adam´s fans, but that´s obvious. They´re fans. They´d probably even stop breathing if Adam told them to. I was pulled away from my thoughts as I felt soft fingers run through my hair. Adam had a small, happy smile on his face. I´m pretty sure he´s awake, though his eyes are closed.
After a while I felt Adam slide his hands under my shirt. The feeling of his soft fingers grazing my skin almost made me melt. Soon, I felt him slide his hands up my chest. I gasped as he accidentally ran his fingers over my nipple. The smile on his face turned into a mischievous smirk. I had to bite my lip to keep the moan inside as he ran his fingers over my nipple again, not so lightly this time. I have to do something to stop him, or he might feel my little fucking problem.
"Morning, Adam." I whispered, not trusting my voice enough to speak normally. In the instant Adam heard my voice, his hands stopped. As I opened my eyes, his cheeks had a bright-red blush on them.
"Morning, Glitterbaby." He said, as if nothing had happened. Then, a silence fell into the room.
"How long have you been awake?" He mumbled into the pillow, breaking the silence.
"For a while." I said, playing with the corner of the pillow.
"How long is `For a while`?" He said, looking up from the pillow.
"Long enough to know that you have soft hands." I said, smirking as he blushed again.
"Shit... I was still half-asleep. I thought it was a dream..." He said, burying his face back to the pillow to hide the blush on his cheeks.
"You dream about me?" I asked, not going to drop this subject just yet. "I... You... I don´t!" He said, obviously embarrassed by the situation. "Then why did you say my name earlier? When you were still sleeping." You won´t get away so easily, Babyboy. This is a revenge of all the times you´ve teased me.
"I said that out loud? Shit! Tommy, I didn´t mean..." He started to panic. "It´s okay. It´s not like you said anything life-changing." I said, deciding that I´ve teased him enough already. "I didn´t?" He said, turning to look at me.
"Nope." As I said that, relief flooded to his face and he relaxed.
"Good..." He sighed, a small smile making it´s way to his oh-so-soft lips. Stop right there, Tommy! Oh-so-soft lips? I´ve fallen so fucking deep for him. And I don´t even know if he loves me back... I frowned, starting to play with the corner of the pillow again.
"Everything okay, Glitterbaby?" He said, pulling me away from my thoughts again.
"Huh? Oh, I´m fine." I said, pushing the thoughts to the back of my head. "I´ll go to make some breakfast. Come down in... 20 minutes if you want something." I said, heading to the door.
I just had to get away from him for a while to stop my mind from trying to convince me that I love him. I thought while walking down the stairs and then towards the kitchen. Then I started going through closets, drawers and eventually the fridge too. I wanted to get a overall picture of where everything was, since I was going to live here for a while. Eventually I ended up making pancakes. Because they were the only thing I could find every ingredient to. Seems like Adam hasn´t been to the grocery store in a while. The fridge and these cabinets are pretty empty. I thought while flipping around one of the pancakes. After I was done with making the pancakes and putting neat piles of them on two plates, I picked up my plate and went to sit to the couch in the living room, turning on the Tv. The news were on right then. "...ended well. And last night, three apartments at 283 West 5th Street burned. The police told that the fire started as three candles fell over and lit a table in flames. The resident didn´t notice that the candles fell down. As she did, she quickly left the apartment with her cat and went to alert the neighbors after calling 911. Nobody got hurt and the residents can return to the apartments that survived in a few days. And then on to the weather report. The weather starts getting cloudy during the day. After 9pm, there might be occasional thunder storms and possible black-outs. Beware of them." The reporter announced with her boring, professional-like voice. Shit... I hate thunder storms. No, I don´t hate them. I´m freaking scared of them. And then if there´s a black-out too... I shivered just at the thought of it. "And then on to the sports. Yesterday..." The reporter continued. I started flipping through channels to find something worth watching. I settled onto some random cooking show.
After about 30 minutes, Adam came downstairs, wearing only light-blue boxers. Tommy, stop staring at him! You´re only friends! Nothing more. He doesn´t even love you back... I thought, still staring at Adam. "Tommy? Anybody there?" Adam said, waving his hand in front of my face. Soon, I snapped out of it. "What? Oh, hi Adam."
"Hi. What did the weather report say?" He asked, stretching and slumping down to the couch next to me.
"It said something about getting cloudy and that there might be occasional thunderstorms after 9pm. And maybe black-outs too."
"Okay. I think I´ll go get something to eat too." He said, heading towards the kitchen.
"Oh, right! Adam! There are pancakes in the fridge!" I heard him stop dead on the tracks. Then, he appeared back to the doorway.
"You made pancakes? Yay!" He said with a child-on-Christmas-morning smile on his face before literally running into the kitchen and to the fridge. Soon he came back into the living room with a plateful of steaming, re-heated pancakes. He sat down next to me and set the plate to the table to let them cool down a bit. We just concentrated to the cooking show for a while.
"You know what people say that making pancakes for breakfast means?" Adam said, taking the plate back from the table and taking a bite from the pancake, also breaking the silence.
"I don´t know. Enlighten me." I said, turning to look at him.
"They say it´s a way of saying: "Thank you so much for last night." And you know what I mean." He said with a mischievous smirk on his face.
"I know. But I also know what it means in this case."
"What is it, then?"
"It means that you´ve forgotten to go to the grocery store. And the only thing you had all the ingredients to were pancakes."
"Oh. I guess you´re right. I should have done some grocery shopping. I´ll go tomorrow, let´s order some pizza today."
"Sounds good. And I´ll go shopping with you. I want some candy and crisps."
"Okay! Then we´ll go shopping!" He said with a smile so bright that it could overpower the sun. I just chuckled, stealing a piece of pancake from his plate as he wasn´t looking.
Later that day, around 11pm, I was laying in "my bed" and trying to fall asleep. Just as I was about to do so, a flash of lighting lit up the room for a split of second, causing me to jump up on the bed. The flash was soon followed be a really loud rumble of thunder. At that point, I was shaking, because I was so fucking scared. Then, it got completely quiet. Nothing moved. All I could hear was my heart beating fast and my quick breathing. Then, another flash of light lit up the room. I jumped up on the bed, running to the light switch. I tried to switch on the lights, but nothing happened. Shit. A black-out. Just what I needed right now. I thought, blindly making my way to the door. In the dead silence of the night, I made my way to Adam´s bedroom door and knocked quietly, not wanting to wake him up if he was sleeping.
"Tommy?" He asked with tiredness evident in his voice. Thank god, he isn´t sleeping. I thought, letting out a relieved sigh before answering him.
"Yep... I-It´s me. Can I come in?" I asked, my voice clouded with fear.
"Sure. Come on in." He said and I opened the door and got in.
"What´s up?" He asked, yawning widely.
"I couldn´t sleep." I said as I walked over to his bed and sat down to it.
"Neither could I. That freaking thunderstorm can´t be quiet for 15 minutes." Right then, another lighting lit up the room, causing me to start shaking again. Which Adam, of course, noticed.
"Hey, Glitterbaby. What´s wrong?" He said, sitting up and moving closer to me.
"I... I´m scared of thunderstorms..." I admitted, blushing a little.
"Oh, Baby... It´s okay. Come here." He said, pulling me into a hug. Then he laid down and pulled me closer to him.
"You know, I´m scared of spiders." He whispered soothingly while running his fingers through my hair. I couldn´t help but chuckle. This seemed to be one of our "Let´s learn more about each other" –moments.
"Hey. It´s not funny." He said, pouting a little.
"I know. I´m sorry." I said, petting his head lightly. He smiled happily, leaning his head down to the pillow and closing his eyes. God, he´s cute. Why does he have to be so cute? I thought, blushing a bit. Luckily it was dark, so he couldn´t see me blushing if he´d open his eyes. I laid my head down to his chest and listened to his heart beating calmly. His smile just grew bigger as he started combing my hair with his fingers again. I slowly started to calm down. The feeling of his arm around me and his fingers running through my hair certainly helped. The flashes of lightning didn´t even bother me anymore. In no time, my eyelids started getting heavy and I fell asleep, still in Adam`s arms.
Somehow I always end up to ending these chapters to Tommy falling asleep. But I think it´s a good place to end the chapter.
Anyway, review, please? Pretty, pretty please with glitter on top?