~several weeks later~

Adam's POV

I couldn't describe how I was feeling right now. The tour was in full swing, it was called Glam Nation, very fitting I thought. I was going crazy planning the set list and picking out outfits. Our manager was going crazy planning all the dates. The band was practicing all the songs for hours everyday. Our dancers that we had hired, Sasha, Brooke, Taylor, and Terrance, were also rehearsing everyday, so much that I was surprised their legs hadn't fallen off yet. The tour wouldn't be starting for awhile, but it took a long time to plan these things.

On top of that, the album, which had come out a day after the AMAs, had been a huge hit and was still selling like crazy. Which made setting up the tour a lot easier.

And, as if things couldn't get any better, Tommy and I had been closer then ever. Ever since that night (and a couple more after that...). We had been together for almost two months now. I was living the dream and having a hell of a good time doing it.

In fact, right now I was on my way downtown to meet up with the band and some friends and just chill out. Actually, it's been a while since I've been out. Planning the tour and everything had been keeping everyone busy but today we all decided that we needed a little break.

When I got there everyone was already there. By everyone I mean the band and the dancers and Tommy of course. Tommy was turned around talking to Taylor so he didn't see me coming. I snuck up behind him and put one hand on his hip and the other over his eyes, making him jump in surprise.

"Guess who," I whispered in a half seductive half joking tone.

He giggled. "It's either Adam or some crazy stalker, but I'm thinking Adam."

I took my hand away from his eyes. "You think right."

He smiled and turned around to give me a kiss. "We've been waiting for your ass you know, now we can really start to party," he said.

I smiled. "Well then, first round's on me."

My mission was to not get too drunk tonight and so far it was working pretty well. But I think I was the only one. Everyone else was either drunk off their ass or very close to it, including Tommy.

Tommy had been slamming down drinks with Isaac and Taylor and I was sort of sitting off to the side but still keeping an eye on him.

"Excuse me, are you Adam Lambert?" I heard someone ask.

I turned around to see a guy with blond hair and a huge grin on his face. I smiled at him. "Yeah, I am."

The grin on his face grew bigger. "Oh my gosh, you're like, amazing, can I have your autograph?"

I smiled. "Sure."

The guy didn't have anything to sign on so I ended up signing his arm. "Thanks so much!" he said and walked away. I turned back to where Tommy was but he was gone. I sighed and got up, deciding I better look for him. I was a naturally protective guy, but my protectiveness increased when it came to Tommy.

I didn't see Tommy yet but I did see Isaac. "Hey man, have you seen Tommy?" I asked tapping him on the shoulder.

"Um, I think he went towards the back," Isaac said pointing.

By 'the back' he meant the back of the club where there were leather couches and chairs for people to go and have more privacy. Although I didn't see what was so private about it considering anyone could walk back there. But I couldn't judge, I had been to the back of clubs with guys plenty of times. And thinking back on that, I really hoped I didn't find Tommy back here.

Except I did find him. With some guys tongue shoved down his throat. My mouth dropped open but then I remembered that Tommy had been drunk of his ass and probably had no idea what was going on.

I was hurt and I was angry, and we all know that isn't a good combination. I stalked over and grabbed the guy by the shoulders and yanked him off Tommy.

"What the hell?" the guy shouted.

"Get out of here," I said and gave him the evilist glare I could manage. He got a scared look in his eye and stormed away.

I turned to Tommy who was still sitting on the couch, looking around like he wasn't sure what was going on.

"Tommy?" I walked over to him and grabbed his jaw, gently, making him look at me.

"Hmmm? Adam?" Something flickered in his eyes and it seemed like he finally knew it was me.

"Come on, we're going home." I said and grabbed his wrist pulling him off the couch. I walked to the door as he stumbled along behind me. I waved for a taxi and got in the back with Tommy.

When we both got in, he immediately rested his head on my shoulder and snuggled against me. I was half tempted to push him off but then I looked down at his passed out face and sighed. Him sleeping was like my weekness, it would be the death of me one day.

The taxi drove his back to my place and I payed the driver. I tried to wake Tommy up but he wouldn't budge so I gave up and scooped him up in my arms bridal style and carried him into the house.

I was tempted to just dump him on the couch but me being the sap that I am, the bed was more comfortable...and closer to the bathroom.

So I carried him upstairs and laid him down on my bed. I really wanted to be mad at him but he just looked so adorable and innocent passed out on my bed. His hair hanging over his eyes, lips slightly parted, breathing softly.

I laid down on the bed next to him and he snuggled up next to me, again, in his sleep. I sighed and wrapped an arm around his waist. I knew he would have a mean hangover in the morning and probably wouldn't remember shit. But I knew I was going to try my best to make him remember.

I mean, he technically cheated on me, but he had been drunk. And the only reason that I was willing to forgive him was because he had done the same for me.