Oh yeah, Adam's parents aren't divorced in this….

Someone That You're With- Chapter 7 (I Will Be Around)

I Will Be Around, When You Think Its Over, I Wont Let you down, When Your Love Runs Out, And When It Feels Like Life Is Holdin You Down, Whenever You Need Me I Will Be Around

I Will be Around- Nick Whitaker (Read it and Weep Soundtrack)

Allison's Point of View

Adam made me swear to him that I wouldn't tell anyone that he was in love with Zach. And most importantly, that I wouldn't tell Zachary himself that he was in love with him. But I didn't really listen to the "no telling anyone" rule. The second that I saw Emma, I told her the events that occurred the night before.

"Adam's in love!" I blurted out to her.

"With you?" she replied, still a little sick.

"Really, Emma?" I asked. "That would be nice, but he doesn't love me in that way. But anyways, last night he told me that he's in love. With Mr. L. Oh, and speaking of him, he came out of the closet yesterday, so you're basically the only one who doesn't know anything,"

"And all that happened yesterday?" she asked me.

"Yup. He came out yesterday during Study Hall and Adam confessed that he was in love last night."

"Wow. Just wow," she responded.

"Oh, and I might go down to San Diego with the two of them this weekend. I told Adam that I was going, but I don't know now. It's really for the two of them so that Mr. L can meet Adam's family and such,"

"So you aren't going?" Emma asked.

"Eh, probably not. So we can do whatever this weekend," I replied.

"Well I have a lot of homework that I need to catch up on,"

"Then you're on your own with this one," I said.

Homeroom

Zachary's Point of View

Obviously since there was more time today, people would want me to answer questions about what I announced yesterday. Not that it was really any of their business or anything. My personal love life should have no concern to them what so ever. But apparently that's all my students wanted to talk and hear about today.

"So you're really honestly gay?" Andrea, who was absent yesterday, asked me.

"Yes," I sighed. Why was this such a big deal? Did they really need to know everything?

"Do you have a boyfriend?" she then asked me.

"Maybe," I replied. I couldn't lie to the kids, but at the same time I didn't really want to admit it, either. If I admitted that I had a boyfriend, then they would ask who my boyfriend was. I don't think that saying that I am dating Adam Lambert would really go over well.

"C'mon, just tell us, Mr. L. It's a yes or no question. Do you have a boyfriend?" Another girl named Brianna asked.

I sighed and looked down. "Yeah, I do,"

As I expected, this piece of news just created more chaos.

"Who?" someone asked.

"Why do you need to know? You don't know him or anything," I replied. And that was true. They all knew who Adam Lambert was and all, but they don't know him personally. And I wasn't just yet ready for everyone to know that I am dating him yet.

"How do you know that?" she responded.

"You don't. And that is the end of this discussion."

First Period- Zach's Point of View

My first period English students came in, and I knew that this would be another hour of endless questions regarding my sexuality.

"Is it true?" a guy asked me.

"If you're asking if I'm gay, then the answer is yes," I replied.

"No, not that. I already know that. I mean, it's like totally obvious in its own way. I was talking about if was have a test today," he answered.

"Sit down Timothy," I said.

After School- Zach's Point of View (Still)

School was finally over. The start of a three day weekend. Adam, Allison and I would be going down to San Diego soon so that I could meet his parents. I had to be honest- I was nervous.

I mean, what if his family didn't like me? I was different from his past boyfriends, after all. I have already met his mother, but not his dad or Neil. So I had no idea how they would react. I don't even know what Adam has told them about me yet. Oh well. I guess that only time would tell.

Allison's Point of View (After School)

I got back to Adam's after school. I know that he would want to leave pretty soon to beat traffic, but I still wasn't sure if I was even going to go or not. I was leaning on the no side, but I haven't made up my mind for sure yet. I didn't really want to tag along and all. This was Adam and Zach's time to be together and go down to San Diego. Not the time for the three of us to go down to San Diego together.

I walked inside Adam's house and saw him scrimmaging around with things on the counter.

"Hey Allie," Adam said to me, looking through stuff in a bag. "Get the rest of your things, okay?"

"Yeah… about that… I don't think I'm going to go this time around. I realized that this is time for you and Zach to meet your parents and such," I replied. Okay, so I guess that I wasn't going to go down to San Diego this three day weekend.

Adam stopped messing with his stuff in his bag and sat down next to me on the couch. "You can still come, you know," he said to me. "You wont like, be in our way or anything. If I didn't want you to go, then I wouldn't have asked you… and since when do you call him Zach?"

"Since like… yesterday or something. I don't know really. But it's fine, Ada. I'll go some other time, okay?"

Adam sighed, and I knew that he had given in and was going to let me stay. "Alright then, Alli-Kat. I love you If you need anything, just call me."

"I love you too, Ada," I said. He kissed me on the cheek before getting up to finish packing his stuff.

Two Hours Later

Adam's Point of View

I picked up Zachary and we headed down to San Diego.

"You're the cutest little thing, you know that?" I said, looking over to the passenger seat where he was working on some homework.

He looked over to me and smiled a smile that could make me faint. "Well you're hot… sometimes."

"Only sometimes?" I asked, looking over at him while keeping my eyes on the road.

"Well, yeah. When you're all glammed and dressed up and everything with all the makeup, you're freaky. But when you're somewhat normal, like you are now, you're hot," Zach explained.

I could see where he had a point. Zachary didn't like all of that glam stuff. Or parties, staying up till three in the morning going crazy, wearing makeup, and things like that.

But that was all okay. Zach is perfect the way that he is. I don't want him to change one bit. And even if that means me not dressing up all glamtastic or parting, I was okay with that. Zach really means the entire world to me, and I was willing to change a little for him. Whatever it takes to be with him.

Zachary's Point of View

Adam smiled one of his million dollar smiles at me and I knew that I had to face the truth. I was in love. With a guy who had broken up with his last boyfriend because he was to busy with his career to be involved in a relationship.

I knew that there was a big possibility that I could get hurt, but I hoped that I knew Adam enough to know that he won't hurt me like that. Dating a celebrity, especially one as big as Adam, will have its consequences. But somehow, it was worth all of that. Adam was someone who I could spend my life with.

Yes, our attitudes and personalities are completely different and we are basically opposites, but… I love him. I honestly truly do.

There will also be a lot of crap thrown at me because I am dating him and I'm not some celebrity or something. I'm just a normal guy who happened to fall in love with America's favorite glam rocker. There will be a lot of shit thrown at me, but I know that with Adam by my side, I can get through it all.

I sighed and shook those thoughts off, trying to focus on my school work again.

"You okay?" Adam asked me.

"Yeah," I replied, running a hand through my short brown hair.

He sighed, like he didn't believe me. Well, I wasn't telling the entire truth, but I didn't really want to have this conversation right now, either.

"Okay. Well, were almost here. So you should start packing up your stuff now Zach,"

"Alright," I answered. For some reason, I knew things were somewhat going to go down hill tonight.

And I wasn't sure if I was ready for that.