Tommy woke to Adam, who was laying beneath him, talking in his sleep. He couldn't understand him at first, but then his words became clearer.
"Your so beautiful, Tommy." Tommy's eyes widen. Was he really hearing this? Adam was dreaming about him? "There's something I have to tell you." Adam continued, still asleep. "Tommy, I… I…" Tommy found himself wanting Adam to say those three words, but he couldn't let him finish. Partly because he wouldn't be able to stand it if he didn't say them, partly because this wasn't how he wanted it to happen. He wanted him to say it to his face.
"Adam." he said, shaking his shoulder slightly. "Adam! Wake up!"
"I… I…" Adam muttered before his eyes fluttered open. "Tommy?" he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Tommy said. "You were just talking in your sleep. I was worried." His face colored.
"Really? W-what was I saying?" Adam blushed too.
"I don't know." Tommy lied. "I couldn't understand you."
"Oh. Ok." Adam said, looking relieved.
"I was a little sorry to wake you." Tommy said to break the awkward silence that ensued. "You looked so pretty asleep."
"I looked… pretty?" Adam asked, surprised at the sudden confession.
"What? Pretty?" Tommy said, confused. "No. No! I meant peaceful! You looked peaceful asleep!" he assured, his blush creeping back. "Sorry. I just woke up too, you know."
Adam smiled. "Slip of tongue reveals truth of heart." he recited in a sing-song voice.
"Oh, shut up!" Tommy said, smacking Adam's arm, but he was grinning.
Adam laughed, then looked like he just remembered something. "What time do we leave?"
Tommy shrugged. "I dunno. Six?"
Adam slipped his phone from his pocket and checked the time. "Well, it's four-thirty now. We better start gathering up our stuff and getting it to the bus."
Tommy, reluctantly, agreed.
"Tommy!"
Tommy woke with a yelp, shooting up and banging his head on the above bunk. "Fuck! What the hell?" he cried, clutching his head.
Monte laughed. "We're stopping for breakfast." he paused. "No, lunch. Well, brunch anyway."
Tommy felt his stomach rumble at the mention of food. "Do they have tacos?" he asked, perking up at the thought.
Monte laughed again. "Not unless they've added them to the McDonald's menu since the last time I checked."
Tommy grumbled but slipped out of bed and started getting dressed anyway.
Tommy dressed as normally as possible. Well, not normal for him, but normal for the general public. He wore a pair of blue jeans that weren't too tight, a large hoodie over the shirt he had worn to sleep, and his hair was fixed so that instead of it all hanging to one side it was split down the middle to hang in both directions. His face was void of any and all make-up and he wasn't even wearing his famous creepers: instead he wore a pair of plain black converse. He sniffed as he pulled on said Converse. He felt so short without his creepers. Finally, as a last touch, he put on a big pair of sunglasses.
Finally Tommy decided he looked enough like not himself (A/N Did that make sense to anyone besides me?) to go in public so he walked off the bus and into McDonald's where Adam, Monte, and everyone else was already in line.
"Hey sleeping beauty." Adam said with a grin as Tommy walked up to the line. "How'd you sleep?"
"Fine until someone woke me up." he answered, shooting a glare at Monte. Monte just laughed and flipped him off. Tommy stuck his tongue out at him.
A/N Ok, I honestly don't have any idea how I'm going to do this story. I just planned out, like, the first 1 ½ chapters so this will all be coming to you as it comes to me :) Well here you go. Chapter 2. It just kind of stops, doesn't it? Oh well. Here it is, just throwing it out there. And I would really appreciate you all if you review :) And tell me if you think the 'Adam talking in his sleep' part was lame. I'm starting to have second thoughts on that so I'd like you guys' input :)