Adam's POV

I was woken up by Tommy moving in my arms, which were wrapped around his waist. I looked down at him waiting for some sort of response. He seemed like he wasn't sure where he was. Then he looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

"Adam?" He asked still confused.

I nodded and he groaned. "What happened? I feel like shit," he whined.

Before I could say something his eyes opened wide and he squirmed out of my arms and ran for the bathroom. I sighed, thinking that maybe I should go in there and make sure he's okay but then I decided to just leave him be.

He emerged from the bathroom about 15 minutes later.

"You okay?" I asked him.

"Does it look like I'm okay?" He snapped.

"Well, you don't have to be such a dick," I mumbled.

He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I'm sorry, it's just, I feel like I got run over by a truck and I don't even know why."

"So you don't remember anything from last night?" I asked him.

"Well, I remember meeting you guys at the club, having a few drinks, and...oh shit!" With that, he ran to the bathroom again.

I sighed. How much had he fucking drank? Even when I went and got drunk it wasn't this bad and I at least remembered a little bit from the night before.

"Okay, I think I'm done," Tommy said emerging from the bathroom.

He came and sat down next to me and burried his face in his hands.

"So, what the fuck happened last night? I didn't do anything...stupid, did I?" He asked.

I sighed and got up off the bed and started to pace around the room. He followed me with his eyes with a confused expression on his face.

"What? Tell me Adam!"

I stopped pacing and looked at him. "Fine, you wanna know what you did? You fucking cheated on me."

Okay, maybe that was a little harsh, but for some reason I was feeling really pissed right now. Maybe it was because Tommy was so clueless and had no idea what he had done. I know I don't have much room to talk, but I was still a little hurt.

He looked at me with wide eyes. "I did what?"

I let out a loud sigh. "You had been slamming down drinks and then I turned away because a fan asked me for an autograph. When I turned back I couldn't find you and Isaac said you went towards the back so I went back there to try and find you and you had some guys toungue shoved down your throat."

"Shit," he muttered. "Are you mad?" He asked.

I looked at him. "Well, I'm not happy."

He sighed again. "Look, I'm gonna go take a shower," he said and went into the bathroom. I stared after him kind of in shock. He couldn't even say he was sorry?

Tommy's POV

I emerged from the bathroom about fifteen minutes later wearing black skinny jeans and no shirt. Adam was sitting on his bed browsing twitter on his phone.

"Hey," I said.

He didn't say anything just tilted his head up to acknowledge me and didn't even look up from his phone. Well, okay.

I sighed. "Are you mad at me?" I asked again. Okay, maybe that was a stupid question but come on! Yeah, I may have cheated on him but I had no idea what I was doing! And it's not like I was the only one in this relationship to ever do that.

He looked up from his phone then. "What the hell kind of question is that? Yes, I'm a little mad, okay."

"Well, I'm sorry but I was totally wasted, I had no idea what I was doing, it's not that big of a deal."

He stood up then and faced me. "Not a big deal? It kind of is a big deal. You went and got drunk of your ass and then went and made out with some random dude on top of that!"

I got a little madder then. "Oh, because I'm the first one to do that! You can get drunk and make out with and who knows what else with random strangers but when I do it it's some sort of crime?" I said raising my voice a little.

"I never did that while we were dating!" He shouted. "I've been trying so fucking hard to stay sober while we've been dating because I don't want to cheat on you, and I assumed that you wouldn't cheat on me!"

"Well I'm sorry!" I shouted back. "Excuse me for being human! Everyone makes mistakes! I forgave you so why can't you forgive me and just let it go?"

"I already told you!" He shouted stepping closer. He was almost right in my face now but I didn't back away. "At least when I did it we weren't dating!"

"Well we had made out! Twice! Excuse me for thinking that meant something!" I shouted.

"It did mean something! Excuse me for thinking our relationship meant something!" He shouted back.

Okay, that stung, a lot. I didn't even know what to say. I just wanted to punch something. I let out a noise between a sigh and a scream and, without thinking, half shoved, half hit Adam in the shouler. He lost his balance for a moment but regained it quickly. He looked at me with a snarl on his face.

I didn't really mean to do that but the only reason I did was because I needed to let my anger out. And I knew that I hadn't hurt Adam. I was a lot less stronger then him and a lot shorter so what I did couldn't hurt him.

He still had a snarl on his face and his fists were clenched at his sides. "What the fuck?" He shouted, then he put both his hands on either of my shoulders and shoved me. Since I wasn't very far away from it, I slammed into the wall, hard.

I gasped. Did Adam really just do that? I looked at him with tears in my eyes. He looked at me shocked, looking like he didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to say either. I looked down at his hands which were still in fists at his was a lot bigger then me and a lot stronger, for the first time ever, I felt scared of him.

So I did the first thing I thought of. I shoved past him and ran out the door, downstairs, out the front door and to my car. Adam shouted after me but I ignored him. I didn't know if he was following me out of the house but I didn't check to see. I sped out of the driveway and down the street. I didn't know where I was going, just away from there.