I knocked on the door, my nerves suddenly getting the better of me. He wouldn't change his mind would he? He was telling the truth when he said he loved me, wasn't he?
Slowly the door creaked open and an exhausted, dishevelled looking Adam stood before me. The room behind him was dark, the only light source being the TV that was on silent, en empty pizza box lay on the floor next to the sofa and had Adam been crying? He definitely had tears in his eyes.
"SCAR!" He exclaimed, the once broken look on his face turning to one of surprise and pure joy. A different kind of thrill ran through me as he said my name. It was completely different to when Wade said it. I knew. Suddenly I knew there was nothing more right than this moment right here. "What…?" He began. But I silenced him by placing my lips to his and letting our feelings do the talking. They were obviously having a good conversation because he pulled me in the door and closed it behind him. Every cell in my body was alight, the ends of my toes and fingers began to tingle and butterflies formed in the pit of my stomach. We pulled apart and looked into each other's eyes for a small while a smiled playing Adams lips.
"I love you"
"What about Wade?" Adam questioned pulling me into the room and shutting the door behind me.
"I can't, there is no choice Adam it's you…It's always been you from the moment we kissed for the first time in the ring, I knew" Adam's face lit up, a smile spreading along his mouth. Something about the moment felt right, as if it was meant to be. I knew I'd made the right choice as Adam slowly bent his head and brought his lips to mine. Wade was no longer on mind, as usual Adam had made it all better. It was now as if nothing had happened. This man standing infront of me wearing nothing but a pair of long knee-length shorts, his muscled torso staring me in the face. This was the man I was in love with. No doubt.
"I love you to" He grinned brightly as he took my hands in his.
"Maybe we should…" I began but Adam was one step ahead he quickly turned and pulled me to the bedroom where we both finally got what we had been craving for so long. It was nothing like it was with Wade. With Wade it was all about the fun behind it but, with Adam it was all about the emotions. Nothing could have prepared me for it but I wouldn't have had it any other way. The next day I woke up to find my head resting on Adams chest following the rise and fall as he slept peacefully. Our legs entangled together in a mass, I slowly ran my hand up his bicep carefully tracing the tattoo on his upper arm, perfection was the only way I knew how to describe this man. This was the man that last night I admitted I was in love with. He began to stir. His eyes flickered open and he let out a yawn, I was in a complete trance.
"Morning" He smiled when he noticed me looking up at him.
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