Adam's POV

I woke up the next morning to my alarm clock ringing and quickly turned it off. I sat up and looked at Brad who was still sleeping. He had always been a heavy sleeper. I then remembered the reason my alarm went off. I had AMA rehearsals again. Actually, it wasn't just any rehearsal; it was the last one before the actual AMAs, which made me nervous but excited at the same time.

I pulled on my jeans and borrowed the biggest shirt that Brad owned. I came back into the living room and saw that Brad was also dressed and awake.

"Morning," he said smiling.

"Morning," I said smiling back and pulling on my shoes.

"Rehearsal?" He asked.

"Yup! But not just any rehearsal, the last one before the AMAs!"

"Oh that's right! Good luck!"

"Thanks," I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"See you later Adam! Can't wait to see you on the big screen tomorrow!" Brad called after me as I headed out the door.

I gave him a smile and a wink before I went out the door. I got in my car and drove to the venue, where I saw that everyone else was already there, naturally. I went in and changed into my costume since it was a dress rehearsal. When I got out to the stage everyone was already there and taking their places.

"Alright guys, let's do this thing," I said. From the moment the music started, I put everything into the song. I danced like crazy and belted out the high notes. The band and dancers did a great job too and when we reached the end of the song, I put all my strength into that last high note.

The music stopped and everyone looked at me for feedback. "That was amazing guys! We're gonna kill it tomorrow!" I said excitedly. Everyone cheered and agreed. We ran through the song a couple more times to make sure it was perfect, and each time felt better than the last.

When we were done I headed back stage to change back into my jeans and t-shirt. I came out of my dressing room and into the back stage area where everyone was talking excitedly about the performance tomorrow. My band and dancers all gave me pats on the back and playful punches on the arm, but I couldn't help but think about that one person who was missing: Tommy.

I found him in his dressing room fixing up his makeup. I knocked quietly even though the door was open. He turned and saw me. "What do you want?" he asked.

I sighed. "To talk about what happened last night."

"Oh, you mean how you just walked away from me?"

"Yeah, Tommy, I'm sorry, I just didn't know what I was supposed to do."

He sighed. "At least you said you were sorry."

"Look," I said. "We both have the biggest performance of our careers tomorrow night. I don't want things to be tense between us for that."

He turned to face me. "I don't want that either.

"So we're friends?" I asked hopeful.

He nodded. "Yeah, we're friends."

I gave him a hug, which thankfully he accepted and hugged me back. And as I hugged him, I couldn't help but think that maybe I wanted our friendship to be something more.

~the next night~

Tommy's POV

I put the final touches on my makeup and costume. I could hear the crowd cheering, they were pumped up. It made me both nervous and excited. This was easily the biggest crowd I had ever performed in front of but that just made me more excited.

I passed Adam as he was coming out of his dressing room and smiled. He smiled back and I could tell he was high on adrenaline, we all were.

I took my place on the stage and soon after, the intro. started and when it was my turn to play, the notes came effortlessly to me. I was focusing mostly on Adam and what he was doing. So far he had shoved a dude's face in his crotch, which shocked me a little because we were on live TV but whatever.

Adam climbed the stairs to the second level of the stage and caught his foot on the last step. Uh oh, that's not good. But he did this ninja roll move and saved himself. I let out a sigh of relief, that was close. As he got into the bridge of the song he strutted over to me. I kept my eyes focused on the keyboard because I didn't trust myself to look at him at the moment.

But before I knew what was happening, he grabbed the back of my head roughly and shoved my mouth into his. I didn't pull away but I didn't kiss back either, mostly because he was making it hard for me to do much of anything, he was practically eating my face.

It felt like it lasted forever but really it was only about three seconds and he pulled away and strutted back to the middle of the stage, belting out the final note.

When the music stopped and we all made our dramatic pauses before the camera went off, I was kind of in shock. That wasn't planned at all; he had given me no warning that he was going to do that. And yet, I didn't mind at all. Then reality kicked in again and I realized that I had just kissed Adam Fucking Lambert on national television.

We all headed backstage where I didn't see Adam. He was probably talking to the press or something. So I headed to my dressing room to change and take off my massive amounts of makeup. I heard someone come in about 15 minutes later and I turned to see Adam.

He was still in his stage clothes and his hair and makeup were still styled to perfection, needless to say he looked pretty hot.

"Hey man," I said smiling. Because that performance had been just so over the top and crazy. I loved it and I didn't mind the kiss at all.

"Hey," he said. "So, um, about what happened on stage…"

"Man that was some sick shit!" I said interrupting him.

He looked up at me in surprise. "So you didn't mind it?" he asked.

"No way! That was so crazy, I loved it."

He let out a sigh of relief. "Good. I thought you would be mad about the whole kissing thing. I mean, I basically mouth raped you."

I laughed. "Don't worry about it, you were in the moment."

He nodded. "Yeah. I think I pissed some people off though," he said laughing.

I laughed too. "Well, can't change it now."

"Good point," he said.

We looked into each other's eyes and looking at him and how gorgeous he looked, I really wanted to kiss him again, but a real kiss this time. He seemed to have felt the same way because he leaned in closer to me. Our lips were centimeters apart and I gripped onto his shoulder, not knowing if I should kiss him or push him away…..