Can't Let You Go - Chapter Four
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something_rareTitle: Can't Let You Go - Chapter Four
Rating: R
Pairings: Adam Lambert/Kris Allen
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed are fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
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Summary: Nothing can beat true love, except...maybe another true love.
Chapter Four
Walking hand in hand through the crowded dance floor, Adam led Kris to the door. Allowing Kris to step out ahead of him, he closed his eyes for a second. Did he really just tell Kris that they were gonna get married?
Was that a proposal?
His mind was in overdrive…trying to figure out what’d just happened.
If that was a proposal…it was an awful one. Kris’d have to be out of his mind to accept that type of proposal…yet; he didn’t really look like he hadn’t accepted it. After all, Kris was leaving with him.
Where exactly were they going?
Hell if he knew.
“Where are we going?” Kris questioned once they were outside.
Good question…where are we going? Adam shrugged.
“Are you tired?”
Adam shook his head.
“Want to go for a walk then?”
Again, Adam shook his head.
He didn’t know what he wanted.
He didn’t know what was happening.
He was completely thrown for a loop.
“Oh…okay,” Kris replied quietly. “I can head back myself, it’s okay.”
Adam reached out and grabbed Kris’s arm, pulling him back. “What the hell just happened in there?” he asked, swinging his head back towards the nightclub door.
Kris shrugged.
“Did I ask you to marry me?” he questioned, eyes wide.
Again, Kris shrugged.
Okay…maybe I should just drop it…
“Are you tired?” Adam asked.
Kris shook his head.
“Want to go for a walk then?”
Again, Kris shook his head.
They were at a standstill.
Now what?
Adam finally managed to swallow down the lump in his throat. “Am I scaring you here?”
“Not really,” Kris replied quietly.
“Well,” he said abruptly. “I sure as hell am scaring myself.”
Kris reached for Adam’s face, running his hand along his cheek. “It’s okay…I can just go back to my room.”
“No,” Adam said tersely. “You can’t just go back to your room.” Walking over to the bench next to the entrance of the nightclub, he sat down. His head was spinning…and it wasn’t from alcohol. It was from love.
Love?
Was that even possible?
“We need to figure out what just happened back there,” Adam said flatly. “Or at least I do.” He rubbed his eyes, shaking his head. “What just happened?”
Kris walked over to him, smiling. Taking a seat next to Adam, he reached for Adam’s hand and squeezed it once it was safely locked with his. “You’ve never had this happen before…have you?”
He knew what Kris was talking about.
He just didn’t know whether or not he should let on that he knew.
It only took Adam a few seconds to decide that he wasn’t going to play games. Kris wasn’t a game player. “No, I haven’t.”
Looking over at Kris, he half-smiled. “You have, though…with Brian…right?”
Kris dropped his gaze and stared at their hands that were resting in his lap. “Even with Brian…it didn’t happen this fast.”
Clearing his throat, Kris kept Adam’s gaze fixed on their hands. “I mean…he didn’t propose after only one day.”
“So…” Adam trailed, holding back the laughter and tears. “I did propose, then?”
“I don’t know, Adam,” Kris said. “I wouldn’t consider what you said in there as a proposal, really.”
“So…I didn’t propose, then,” he said calmly, letting out a deep breath. “Then what the hell was it?”
Looking at him slowly, Kris smiled. “You were just telling me how you felt…”
“Oh, okay,” Relieved to some extent, he squeezed Kris’s hand. “Because that sure as hell wasn’t a decent proposal…hell, I’d never expect you to actually say yes to that kind of proposal.” Looking over at the nightclub, he laughed. “A proposal in a nightclub…on a dance floor…with smoke so thick you could barely breathe…I’m such a fag.”
Kris laughed.
Adam slightly cocked his head to the side and looked at Kris out of the corner of his eye. “I mean…you wouldn’t have actually said yes…would you?”
Adam knew by the look on Kris’s face that he knew what he was up to. He wasn’t as smooth as he thought. Kris could see right through that question. No doubt about it.
“I don’t know, Adam,” Kris said coolly. “Are you asking me now?”
Adam’s gaze dropped as he thought about his question. He wasn’t sure if he was asking Kris now or not. What the hell was going on here?
He couldn’t think straight.
He couldn’t breathe right.
He couldn’t believe what he was about to say…
“Is it possible for someone to ask another person to marry them when they’ve only known each other for less than what?” Adam brought their hands up to his face and stared at his watch. “Less than twenty-four hours?”
“I don’t know,” Kris said, shrugging. “Is it?”
“Hell,” Adam mumbled, letting their hands drop back into Kris’s lap. “We haven’t even kissed yet.” Adam let out a laugh through his nose. “A real kiss, that is.”
“That’s true,” Kris acknowledged.
Adam looked over at him out of the corner of his eye again. “Maybe we should just drop this subject for now.”
“Yeah,” Kris agreed. “Maybe we should.”
Oh God…his tone of voice didn’t sound too good. Did he think that Adam was brushing him off now? That wasn’t what he was doing…not at all.
He didn’t know what he was doing.
Standing to his feet, he pulled Kris up and close to him. “Would it be too forward for me to ask you to come back to my room tonight?”
Adam could sense how nervous Kris was. His hand was slightly shaking and he was biting his bottom lip. “Um…why? Do you want to kiss me?”
Adam’s lips turned up in a smile. “Maybe.”
“Are you going to ask me to marry you after you kiss me?” Kris asked, gaze still locked down at his feet.
Reaching over, Adam grabbed Kris’s chin and brought it up so that he could look Kris in the eyes. “Would you tell me yes if I did?”
No answer.
“Well?” he questioned again. “Would you?” Adam wasn’t about to let Kris get out of answering this question. No way in hell.
He needed to know.
“Probably,” Kris said.
“Probably what?” Adam held Kris’s chin in place. “Probably yes…or probably no.”
“Probably yes,” Kris whispered back. “I mean not probably…but yes. I would say yes.”
“You would?” Adam’s eyes grew wide. “You don’t even really know me.”
“I know everything I need to know,” Kris said earnestly and with so much conviction that even Adam knew Kris was being truthful. “I can feel it in my heart…does that make any sense?”
Adam was so damn nervous he was sure Kris could hear his heart pounding. He didn’t even get this nervous before a show, and he always got nervous before they were about to go on stage.
“Absolutely…I’m just having a hard time grasping the whole thing.”
“You and me both,” Kris replied sweetly. “I just can’t believe that after all this time…”
“I know,” Adam interrupted. “Believe me, I know.” His voice was scarcely audible to even him now. “I can’t believe that I’m feeling this way either. After the kind of relationship I just came out of…it’s a wonder…”
Kris interrupted him now, “That the word ‘relationship’ is even in your vocabulary, much less your thoughts anymore…right?”
“Exactly,” Adam said, brushing his fingertips against Kris’s cheek. “How’d you know?”
“Because I know you better than you think, Adam,” Kris replied quietly. Reaching down, he grabbed Adam’s hand and dropped his gaze. “It feels nice…holding your hand.”
The silence went undisturbed for a few moments as they both continued to look down at their hands.
“Does the offer still stand?” he asked, bringing his gaze up.
“Let’s go,” Adam replied, leading Kris back to his room.
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There were no words spoken during their entire five-minute walk back to Adam’s room. Not even so much as a sound came from either of them. The only audible sound was the palm trees swaying in the breeze. It was refreshing and nerve racking…to them both.
Once they reached his room, Adam dropped Kris’s hand while he reached inside his back pocket. Pulling out the room key, he fumbled with it for a few minutes, trying to line it up right. “God…what the hell is wrong with this damn thing anyway?” he growled to himself, but loud enough for Kris to hear.
Kris let out a little laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Hearing it click, Adam blew out a breath. Swinging the door open, he stepped back and allowed Kris to enter first. With only a slight hesitation, Kris stepped inside and immediately walked over to the chair, plopping down.
Hearing the door shut, he practically jumped out of his skin. He hadn’t been so nervous in his entire life…not even when he lost his virginity. He took a deep breath and willed himself to relax…which worked for a whole two seconds until he felt
Adam’s hands rest on his shoulders.
“You okay?”
Kris nodded, continuing to stare straight ahead.
“You sure?”
Kris shook his head.
Rubbing his shoulders, Adam let out a little laugh. Leaning over, he whispered, “Would it help any if I told you I was nervous too?”
“Yeah,” Kris whispered back.
“I’m not looking for anything…if that’s what you’re worried about.” Adam remained silent for a moment, letting Kris ponder his statement.
“You’re not?” Kris barely whispered.
“No…I’m not,” Adam said quietly.
“You mean…” Kris stopped mid-sentence to gather his thoughts as well as his breath. He was having great difficulty breathing and he was sure that it was obvious. “You don’t even want to kiss me?”
Adam gently turned Kris around so that he could see him. “Okay…maybe I should clarify my earlier statement.” Smiling, his gaze traveled down to Kris’s lips and then back to his eyes. “I’m not looking to do anything you aren’t ready to do.”
“So you do want to kiss me, then?”
“Yes…I do,” he mumbled. “I’ve wanted to kiss you the first time you stepped into my room.”
Smiling, Kris tried to remain calm and not let his emotions run to the surface. “What would you say if I told you that I was ready?”
A look of surprise swept over his face. “Are you ready?”
“Honestly…” Kris trailed, completely lost in Adam’s eyes. “I’ve been ready….”
Adam cocked one eyebrow in question. “Really?”
Kris nodded while dropping his head. He had never been so ready in his entire existence. Seeing Adam’s feet move closer, he closed his eyes and remained trapped in his own thoughts.
When he felt Adam’s breath on his neck, he knew right then and there that if he didn’t back out now, there’d be no backing out later. Was he absolutely, positively one hundred percent sure that this is what he wanted?
Lifting his head slightly, Kris’s eyes locked with Adam’s. “Yeah, really.”
He was more than one hundred percent sure…he was two hundred percent sure.
Adam cupped Kris’s chin with his hand and brought his face in closer. “You do realize what time it is, right?”
What time it is? Kris looked to him, confused. “After midnight…right?”
He sighed and nodded. “I just want to make sure that you’re okay with doing this today.”
“Today?” he questioned.
“It’s October 6th.”
October 6th? Kris’s eyes immediately closed while the date registered in his brain. It was exactly three years ago that he and Brian had said their last goodbyes. Had he already forgotten such an important date?
“Oh…” he replied.
“Oh…” Adam answered back.
Adam actually heard Kris when Kris told him that.
Adam actually listened to Kris when he told him that.
Adam actually remembered that.
Lifting his head to meet Adam’s gaze, Kris smiled slightly. “Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Adam questioned, smiling. “For what?”
“For hearing me, listening to me and remembering that,” Kris whispered back with tears welling up in his eyes.
“Oh…”
“Oh…” Kris answered back.
Cocking his head to the side, Adam’s hand remained on Kris’s chin. “Are you okay with it or do you want to wait?”
Kris shook his head.
Adam’s eyebrows shot up. “You need to help me out here,” he whispered. “Are you shaking your head because it’s not okay or are you shaking it because you don’t want to wait?”
Was it possible that Kris already loved this man standing in front of him?
In such a short time?
While he was the first one to believe in love at first sight…he was having a hard time believing that it was actually happening to him…a second time around.
Was it possible that he was being afforded a second chance at love?
“I don’t want to wait,” Kris replied, with tears flowing down his cheeks.
“Hey,” Adam said sweetly. “Don’t cry.” Removing his hold from Kris’s chin, his hand immediately slid to Kris’s left cheek and wiped away the tears. Up and over it went to the right cheek, where he repeated the process. “We don’t have to do this tonight.”
Didn’t Adam hear him the first time?
Maybe he wasn’t such a good listener after all.
Smiling, Kris stood up, reached up and wrapped his hand around Adam’s neck, bringing him closer. Swallowing back the jitters, he looked Adam right in the eyes. “I don’t want to wait, please.”
Not another word was spoken.
Adam’s head immediately cocked to the side while he moved in closer. Watching him run his tongue along his lips sent shivers up Kris’s spine and made him that much more nervous. He hadn’t been kissed…really kissed…in a long time.
What if he didn’t remember how? Hearing that last question run through his brain, Kris pulled back.
Adam’s eyes flew open. “What’s wrong?”
Stumbling for the words, Kris cleared her throat. “Um…um…what if I don’t…” When he heard Adam laugh quietly, he stopped his thought and frowned. “What?”
Adam’s head came in again…close. So close that Kris could feel his breath. “You don’t actually think that you’ve forgotten how to kiss, do you?”
“Oh my God,” Kris gasped. “How’d you know I was thinking that?”
Winking, Adam smiled. “I don’t know.” Adam shrugged, licking his lips again. “But I just knew that was what you were thinking.”
“Do you think it’s possible?” Kris questioned quietly, stopping Adam once again.
“Do I think what’s possible?”
“That I’ve forgotten?”
Shaking his head slowly, his facial expression suddenly became serious. “No, I don’t…and if you did…I’m pretty sure that it’ll only take a second or two for it to come back to you.” Cupping Kris’s chin again, Adam hurriedly placed a small kiss on his lips. “Okay…enough talking.”
Feeling Adam’s lips land on his, Kris threw his hands up and around Adam’s neck, pressing him in closer. It only took a second for Adam’s hands to find a home too. One on each cheek.
If Kris had forgotten how to kiss…he’d never know it. Adam was right, it only took a few seconds for him to remember…remember just how good kissing actually was and just how good it actually felt.
It was something that he’d missed and never even knew it until now.
Allowing Adam to take control, he simply followed his lead and met each one of his kisses. Adam’s tongue felt good inside his mouth, intertwining with his. Adam’s tongue felt good running along his bottom lip and his lips felt just the same. Adam’s lips were domineering and powerful as he completely engulfed Kris’s swollen lips.
It was obvious that Adam was used to being the one in control, Kris could tell that within the first minute of Adam’s mouth claiming his. It was obvious that Adam spent many nights kissing other men. He knew just what to do and when exactly to do it.
It was also obvious that Adam wanted more.
And as much as Kris didn’t want that to scare him…it did.
Was he ready?
Feeling himself trembling from Adam’s hands, which were now freely roaming his backside, Kris knew that he was more than ready. He was on fire! And Adam was the only one capable of putting out the flame.
Slowly, he started backing Adam up towards the bed, never removing his lips from Adam’s and never removing his hands from Adam’s hair.
Adam pulled back when his legs hit the bed. “You like the hair, huh?”
Kris let out an uneven breath. “Yeah.”
“I like yours too,” Adam said just as roughly while his hands pulled on the bottom of Kris’s short hair.
“Oh God……..” Kris moaned, feeling the roughness of his pull.
Adam fell back against the bed, pulling Kris along for the ride. When the full weight of Kris hit him, he groaned.
“Oh God…sorry,” Kris said, trying to move off to the side.
“I’m not,” he said, placing his arms around tightly. “Stop trying to get away from me, Kris…you’re not going anywhere.”
Staring him in the eyes, Kris smiled shyly. “Can we kiss for a while?”
Adam returned the smile, letting him know that it was okay with him. “We can kiss for as long or as little as you want, honey.”
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When Adam woke up in the morning, he was surprised to see that Kris wasn’t next to him. Sitting up abruptly, he looked over towards the bathroom and stuck his tongue out, running it along his dry lips. “Kris?”
When he didn’t hear any reply, he lazily got out of bed and dragged himself to the bathroom door. Knocking lightly, he called for Kris again.
And again there was no answer.
“What the hell?” he mumbled to himself. Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand, he swore. “Shit…” It was eight-thirty.
Didn’t they have a date for breakfast at eight? And why wasn’t Kris still in his bed?
Grabbing his suitcase, he ripped it open and starting throwing his clothes out one by one. “Dammit…where are my fuckin’ jeans?” Knowing that he packed over six pairs of them, he huffed the entire time he was unloading.
After the entire contents of his suitcase were emptied unto the floor, bed and table, he remembered that they were in his other suitcase that was on the floor by the door. The exact spot he’d left it when he first arrived. Hell, he hadn’t even unpacked yet.
Walking over, he grabbed it and tossed it on the bed. That’s when he noticed a piece of paper on the pillow next to his. Grabbing it, he tore it open.
Adam,
I’ll meet you for breakfast at eight.
Kris
Hastily, he searched through his second suitcase and found exactly what he was looking for. Putting on the jeans, he tore through the shirts quickly. Settling on just a plain black one, he walked into the bathroom and brushed his teeth.
Opening the door, he stepped out and stopped. Swearing under his breath, he walked back in to retrieve his boots and baseball cap. Finally, he was ready to go and he was late. Late.
Late was something he almost always never was. He hated tardiness with a passion. Picking up his pace, he practically ran all the way to the restaurant.
“Adam!”
He turned around and saw Lee running towards him. “I don’t have time, Lee…I’ll catch you later.”
“What’s your rush?”
“I’m late.” Ignoring his friend, he threw open the door to the restaurant and frantically searched the room for Kris. And after what he thought was a thorough search, he swore under his breath. He figured that Kris must’ve given up and headed back to his room. When he turned around to leave, he heard his name being called again.
Turning around quickly, he frowned when he realized that it wasn’t Kris…it was a woman and she was holding a piece of paper and pen. “Hi…I heard that you were here and I’ve been on the lookout ever since.”
“Yeah?” Adam asked without it being a question really. “Well, you found me.”
“Is Tommy here with you? What happened to the album?” The woman shoved the piece of paper at him and took a deep breath.
He sighed, taking the piece of paper from her. “I need the pen too,” he said kindly. He didn’t have time for this…not today…not now. “What’s your name?”
“Maggie,” she said, handing him the pen, “When will the album be released?”
Signing his name on the paper, Adam took a deep breath and expelled it rather loudly. “Well, Maggie, I’m here on vacation just like you…no one else is here, so don’t bother looking. I’m still working on the album, but I can’t give you an exact release date.”
Looking up at her, he smiled, handing her back the piece of paper. “Thanks for supporting me.”
“I can’t wait to hear it,” she said, eyes wide with joy.
Adam noticed the excitement in her eyes and calmed down immediately. It was nice to know that the fans cared this much.
“Thank you,” Adam smiled at her and handed her back the pen. “I’d love to chat some more, but I’m late and I gotta run. Maybe we can catch up again when I have more time.”
“Oh…okay, no problem.” She glanced down at the paper and smiled. “Thanks.”
He placed his hand on her shoulder and hugged her. “You’re welcome, Maggie…take care,” he replied, turning around to walk out the door.
“Adam!”
He sighed, closing his eyes and silently wishing that just for once, he’d go unrecognized and have a vacation in peace. Turning around, he plastered somewhat of a fake smile on his face, fully expecting to see another fan walking towards him.
“Damn baseball cap works for shit,” he mumbled. “It’s me,” he said mockingly, eyes searching the restaurant.
That’s when he saw him.
Kris was sitting at a table not too far from him waving his hand in the air.
“Over here,” he said.
Letting himself relax, Adam slowly walked up to him. Placing a hand on Kris’s shoulder, he leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Sorry I’m late.”
Kris glanced at his watch and then up at him. “It’s okay…sit down,” he said, pointing towards a chair.
“Hey…what happened to you this morning?” he asked, sitting down. “I woke up, expecting to see you lying next to me and you weren’t there.”
“I’m sorry,” Kris replied quietly, looking down at the table. “I wanted to go back to my room and take a quick shower.”
Smiling, he leaned in and whispered, “You could’ve taken a shower in my room…I wouldn’t have minded.”
“I know,” Kris whispered back. Looking up from the table, he tilted his head to the side. “Look…I’m sorry about last night.”
“Stop right there,” Adam said, putting his hand on Kris’s mouth. “I told you we’d take this slow and that’s exactly what we’re gonna do. I’m not going anywhere…are you?”
“No,” Kris said, shaking his head back and forth. “But I still feel bad because I’m sure you probably thought…”
“Kris,” Adam said quietly. “It doesn’t matter what I thought was going to happen…it’ll happen when the time is right, okay?”
Looking over at the buffet, he sighed. “So…have you eaten yet?”
“No, I waited.”
“Good boy,” Adam said, smiling. Standing up, he reached for Kris’s hand and pulled him up. Putting his arm around Kris’s shoulders, he stopped and dropped his arm from his shoulders to his waist. “C’mere,” he demanded. Hugging Kris, Adam squeezed him tightly and whispered in his ear, “Stop worrying about it…I’m not worried.”
“Okay,” Kris whispered back. “Thanks.”
“Let’s eat…I’m starved.” His hand waved towards the tables while he rubbed his stomach with the other hand.
The buffet lines were rather scarce so it didn’t take them long to pile up their plate and head back to the table. Adam, on the other hand, was a different story. He was quite edgy and kept looking from one table to the other until finally he decided that the scrambled eggs were calling his name. Heading over to the table with the eggs, he had the server pile them on.
"Thank you,” he said to the server, taking his plate full of eggs over to the table where the bread was located.
Standing in front of the table for well over a minute, Adam still couldn’t decide if he wanted toast or a bagel. “Ah…what the
hell,” he mumbled, grabbing the bagel first, followed by two slices of bread in the toaster.
Looking over at their table, he noticed Kris smiling at him. Smiling back, he watched Kris as he went back to eating his food. He was beautiful and stunning in a simple way. And simplicity is what he longed for.
Closing his eyes, he pictured Kris’s bare shoulders and how he’d kissed those shoulders just seven hours earlier. They hadn’t really gotten that close to actually making love the night prior…but close enough for Kris to want to stop.
And as much as it pained him, he stopped. Adam wasn’t about to push Kris into doing anything he wasn’t ready to do…plain and simple.
Feeling someone tap him on the shoulder, he turned around. “Yeah?”
“Oh my God,” the young boy gasped. “It is you.”
Letting a frustrated breath out of his nose, he managed a weak smile. “In the flesh.”
“I heard someone say that they saw you last night at the nightclub, but I didn’t believe it.”
“Well,” he said rather hesitantly. “Believe it.”
“I don’t have anything on me right now,” the boy said, looking down and in the pockets of his shorts. “But would it be okay if I went and got some paper for your autograph?”
“Sure,” he replied sweetly, but not meaning a damn word of it. “It’d be fine.” Looking over at their table again, Adam noticed Kris looking at him with his nose all scrunched up. “On second thoughts…why don’t you just meet me by the beach volleyball net at noon? I’ll sign whatever you want there.”
“Really?”
Adam smiled. “Yeah…really.”
“Thanks,” the boy said, walking away.
Hearing the toaster pop, Adam grabbed them without worrying about any butter or jelly. He could tell by the look in Kris’s eyes that he needed to come clean about what he did for a living. Kris looked confused and almost somewhat hurt.
Slowly, Adam made his way over to him and placed his plate down. “Did you need anything else before I sit down,” he asked.
“No…I’m fine.”
Adam sat down next to Kris as Kris glanced at his plate. “You must be hungry, huh?”
Adam looked at his plate. “I guess. Aren’t you?”
He could tell that Kris’s tone had turned sarcastic and wondered whether or not he should acknowledge it or just let it go.
“Is it food you’re hungry for, Adam…or just the men?”
Evidently, Kris wasn’t about to let it go.
Adam sighed and placed his fork down next to his plate. “Food.” Looking at Kris, he took a deep breath. “Look…it’s not what you think.”
“Oh…and how do you know what I’m thinking?”
“I knew what you were thinking last night, didn’t I?” he questioned, raising his eyebrows to get his point across.
“Lucky guess, I suppose.” Turning back to his plate, Kris dug back in and ate as Adam just sat there, staring. No words were spoken for over two minutes while Kris ate and he stared. Eventually, it must have started to bother Kris because when he finally looked up, he looked pissed. “Stop staring at me and eat…your food’s getting cold.”
“Kris…while I think your jealousy is cute, you really have nothing to be jealous over.”
“Oh no?” Kris questioned, dropping his fork to the table. “Then why am I?” Jerking his head towards the entrance of the restaurant, he sighed loudly. “I saw you…when you first walked in. A woman handed you something, you wrote something down on it and then hugged her. I saw you do the same thing at the nightclub last night too…even though it was smoky and dark…I saw you.”
Adam had to admit, it didn’t sound too good. And probably didn’t look too good either. He placed his hand on Kris’s and was just about to explain everything when Kris quickly starting talking again.
“And just right now…another guy started talking to you.” Pulling his hand out from underneath Adam’s, Kris placed it in his lap. “Do you always have people flocking around you and do you make it a habit to give out your phone number or room number or whatever it is you’re giving to them? Are you even gay? Or just bi?”
Adam had to hold back his laughter at what Kris thought. Bi…Phone number…that’d be downright disastrous…and room number? That’d be suicidal. Leaning in, he cleared his throat and made sure his voice wasn’t loud. “That’s not what I’m giving them, Kris…I’d never give out my phone number or room number to anyone.”
Kris’s head swung around, abruptly. “You gave me your room number!”
Dropping his head, Adam shook it. “That was different…listen to me,” he said, looking back at Kris again. “I was giving them my autograph, okay?” Kris’s eyes swept his face. He had a total look of disbelief in them. “I wasn’t completely honest with you about what I do for a living.”
Kris’s eyes flew open in horror. “You weren’t?”
“Well,” Adam trailed, taking off his baseball cap and running a hand through his hair. “I am a musician…and I’m pretty popular…that’s why I keep getting recognized.”
“Autograph?” Kris repeated, in a daze. Thinking for a few moments, he shook his head and peered at Adam. “Is that why you were asking all those questions last night?”
“Yes,” Adam replied flatly. “I asked you because I wanted to make sure that you weren’t just being with me because of who I am.” For a few moments, he just stared at Kris…trying to read his thoughts. “I’m sorry…but you’ve got to understand how difficult it is for me to trust people.”
“Who are you?” Kris shot back, ignoring Adam’s heart-felt plea about trusting people.
“Adam Lambert,” he replied honestly and quietly.
“Wow,” Kris replied, sitting back and looking Adam up and down. “Should I be nervous about this? I mean…you already make me nervous just by being Adam…now the idea of your being famous is going to make it worse.” Gasping, Kris jumped to his feet and placed his hands on his hips. “Was I just another conquest for you?”
Rating: R
Pairings: Adam Lambert/Kris Allen
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed are fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
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Chapter Four
Walking hand in hand through the crowded dance floor, Adam led Kris to the door. Allowing Kris to step out ahead of him, he closed his eyes for a second. Did he really just tell Kris that they were gonna get married?
Was that a proposal?
His mind was in overdrive…trying to figure out what’d just happened.
If that was a proposal…it was an awful one. Kris’d have to be out of his mind to accept that type of proposal…yet; he didn’t really look like he hadn’t accepted it. After all, Kris was leaving with him.
Where exactly were they going?
Hell if he knew.
“Where are we going?” Kris questioned once they were outside.
Good question…where are we going? Adam shrugged.
“Are you tired?”
Adam shook his head.
“Want to go for a walk then?”
Again, Adam shook his head.
He didn’t know what he wanted.
He didn’t know what was happening.
He was completely thrown for a loop.
“Oh…okay,” Kris replied quietly. “I can head back myself, it’s okay.”
Adam reached out and grabbed Kris’s arm, pulling him back. “What the hell just happened in there?” he asked, swinging his head back towards the nightclub door.
Kris shrugged.
“Did I ask you to marry me?” he questioned, eyes wide.
Again, Kris shrugged.
Okay…maybe I should just drop it…
“Are you tired?” Adam asked.
Kris shook his head.
“Want to go for a walk then?”
Again, Kris shook his head.
They were at a standstill.
Now what?
Adam finally managed to swallow down the lump in his throat. “Am I scaring you here?”
“Not really,” Kris replied quietly.
“Well,” he said abruptly. “I sure as hell am scaring myself.”
Kris reached for Adam’s face, running his hand along his cheek. “It’s okay…I can just go back to my room.”
“No,” Adam said tersely. “You can’t just go back to your room.” Walking over to the bench next to the entrance of the nightclub, he sat down. His head was spinning…and it wasn’t from alcohol. It was from love.
Love?
Was that even possible?
“We need to figure out what just happened back there,” Adam said flatly. “Or at least I do.” He rubbed his eyes, shaking his head. “What just happened?”
Kris walked over to him, smiling. Taking a seat next to Adam, he reached for Adam’s hand and squeezed it once it was safely locked with his. “You’ve never had this happen before…have you?”
He knew what Kris was talking about.
He just didn’t know whether or not he should let on that he knew.
It only took Adam a few seconds to decide that he wasn’t going to play games. Kris wasn’t a game player. “No, I haven’t.”
Looking over at Kris, he half-smiled. “You have, though…with Brian…right?”
Kris dropped his gaze and stared at their hands that were resting in his lap. “Even with Brian…it didn’t happen this fast.”
Clearing his throat, Kris kept Adam’s gaze fixed on their hands. “I mean…he didn’t propose after only one day.”
“So…” Adam trailed, holding back the laughter and tears. “I did propose, then?”
“I don’t know, Adam,” Kris said. “I wouldn’t consider what you said in there as a proposal, really.”
“So…I didn’t propose, then,” he said calmly, letting out a deep breath. “Then what the hell was it?”
Looking at him slowly, Kris smiled. “You were just telling me how you felt…”
“Oh, okay,” Relieved to some extent, he squeezed Kris’s hand. “Because that sure as hell wasn’t a decent proposal…hell, I’d never expect you to actually say yes to that kind of proposal.” Looking over at the nightclub, he laughed. “A proposal in a nightclub…on a dance floor…with smoke so thick you could barely breathe…I’m such a fag.”
Kris laughed.
Adam slightly cocked his head to the side and looked at Kris out of the corner of his eye. “I mean…you wouldn’t have actually said yes…would you?”
Adam knew by the look on Kris’s face that he knew what he was up to. He wasn’t as smooth as he thought. Kris could see right through that question. No doubt about it.
“I don’t know, Adam,” Kris said coolly. “Are you asking me now?”
Adam’s gaze dropped as he thought about his question. He wasn’t sure if he was asking Kris now or not. What the hell was going on here?
He couldn’t think straight.
He couldn’t breathe right.
He couldn’t believe what he was about to say…
“Is it possible for someone to ask another person to marry them when they’ve only known each other for less than what?” Adam brought their hands up to his face and stared at his watch. “Less than twenty-four hours?”
“I don’t know,” Kris said, shrugging. “Is it?”
“Hell,” Adam mumbled, letting their hands drop back into Kris’s lap. “We haven’t even kissed yet.” Adam let out a laugh through his nose. “A real kiss, that is.”
“That’s true,” Kris acknowledged.
Adam looked over at him out of the corner of his eye again. “Maybe we should just drop this subject for now.”
“Yeah,” Kris agreed. “Maybe we should.”
Oh God…his tone of voice didn’t sound too good. Did he think that Adam was brushing him off now? That wasn’t what he was doing…not at all.
He didn’t know what he was doing.
Standing to his feet, he pulled Kris up and close to him. “Would it be too forward for me to ask you to come back to my room tonight?”
Adam could sense how nervous Kris was. His hand was slightly shaking and he was biting his bottom lip. “Um…why? Do you want to kiss me?”
Adam’s lips turned up in a smile. “Maybe.”
“Are you going to ask me to marry you after you kiss me?” Kris asked, gaze still locked down at his feet.
Reaching over, Adam grabbed Kris’s chin and brought it up so that he could look Kris in the eyes. “Would you tell me yes if I did?”
No answer.
“Well?” he questioned again. “Would you?” Adam wasn’t about to let Kris get out of answering this question. No way in hell.
He needed to know.
“Probably,” Kris said.
“Probably what?” Adam held Kris’s chin in place. “Probably yes…or probably no.”
“Probably yes,” Kris whispered back. “I mean not probably…but yes. I would say yes.”
“You would?” Adam’s eyes grew wide. “You don’t even really know me.”
“I know everything I need to know,” Kris said earnestly and with so much conviction that even Adam knew Kris was being truthful. “I can feel it in my heart…does that make any sense?”
Adam was so damn nervous he was sure Kris could hear his heart pounding. He didn’t even get this nervous before a show, and he always got nervous before they were about to go on stage.
“Absolutely…I’m just having a hard time grasping the whole thing.”
“You and me both,” Kris replied sweetly. “I just can’t believe that after all this time…”
“I know,” Adam interrupted. “Believe me, I know.” His voice was scarcely audible to even him now. “I can’t believe that I’m feeling this way either. After the kind of relationship I just came out of…it’s a wonder…”
Kris interrupted him now, “That the word ‘relationship’ is even in your vocabulary, much less your thoughts anymore…right?”
“Exactly,” Adam said, brushing his fingertips against Kris’s cheek. “How’d you know?”
“Because I know you better than you think, Adam,” Kris replied quietly. Reaching down, he grabbed Adam’s hand and dropped his gaze. “It feels nice…holding your hand.”
The silence went undisturbed for a few moments as they both continued to look down at their hands.
“Does the offer still stand?” he asked, bringing his gaze up.
“Let’s go,” Adam replied, leading Kris back to his room.
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There were no words spoken during their entire five-minute walk back to Adam’s room. Not even so much as a sound came from either of them. The only audible sound was the palm trees swaying in the breeze. It was refreshing and nerve racking…to them both.
Once they reached his room, Adam dropped Kris’s hand while he reached inside his back pocket. Pulling out the room key, he fumbled with it for a few minutes, trying to line it up right. “God…what the hell is wrong with this damn thing anyway?” he growled to himself, but loud enough for Kris to hear.
Kris let out a little laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Hearing it click, Adam blew out a breath. Swinging the door open, he stepped back and allowed Kris to enter first. With only a slight hesitation, Kris stepped inside and immediately walked over to the chair, plopping down.
Hearing the door shut, he practically jumped out of his skin. He hadn’t been so nervous in his entire life…not even when he lost his virginity. He took a deep breath and willed himself to relax…which worked for a whole two seconds until he felt
Adam’s hands rest on his shoulders.
“You okay?”
Kris nodded, continuing to stare straight ahead.
“You sure?”
Kris shook his head.
Rubbing his shoulders, Adam let out a little laugh. Leaning over, he whispered, “Would it help any if I told you I was nervous too?”
“Yeah,” Kris whispered back.
“I’m not looking for anything…if that’s what you’re worried about.” Adam remained silent for a moment, letting Kris ponder his statement.
“You’re not?” Kris barely whispered.
“No…I’m not,” Adam said quietly.
“You mean…” Kris stopped mid-sentence to gather his thoughts as well as his breath. He was having great difficulty breathing and he was sure that it was obvious. “You don’t even want to kiss me?”
Adam gently turned Kris around so that he could see him. “Okay…maybe I should clarify my earlier statement.” Smiling, his gaze traveled down to Kris’s lips and then back to his eyes. “I’m not looking to do anything you aren’t ready to do.”
“So you do want to kiss me, then?”
“Yes…I do,” he mumbled. “I’ve wanted to kiss you the first time you stepped into my room.”
Smiling, Kris tried to remain calm and not let his emotions run to the surface. “What would you say if I told you that I was ready?”
A look of surprise swept over his face. “Are you ready?”
“Honestly…” Kris trailed, completely lost in Adam’s eyes. “I’ve been ready….”
Adam cocked one eyebrow in question. “Really?”
Kris nodded while dropping his head. He had never been so ready in his entire existence. Seeing Adam’s feet move closer, he closed his eyes and remained trapped in his own thoughts.
When he felt Adam’s breath on his neck, he knew right then and there that if he didn’t back out now, there’d be no backing out later. Was he absolutely, positively one hundred percent sure that this is what he wanted?
Lifting his head slightly, Kris’s eyes locked with Adam’s. “Yeah, really.”
He was more than one hundred percent sure…he was two hundred percent sure.
Adam cupped Kris’s chin with his hand and brought his face in closer. “You do realize what time it is, right?”
What time it is? Kris looked to him, confused. “After midnight…right?”
He sighed and nodded. “I just want to make sure that you’re okay with doing this today.”
“Today?” he questioned.
“It’s October 6th.”
October 6th? Kris’s eyes immediately closed while the date registered in his brain. It was exactly three years ago that he and Brian had said their last goodbyes. Had he already forgotten such an important date?
“Oh…” he replied.
“Oh…” Adam answered back.
Adam actually heard Kris when Kris told him that.
Adam actually listened to Kris when he told him that.
Adam actually remembered that.
Lifting his head to meet Adam’s gaze, Kris smiled slightly. “Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Adam questioned, smiling. “For what?”
“For hearing me, listening to me and remembering that,” Kris whispered back with tears welling up in his eyes.
“Oh…”
“Oh…” Kris answered back.
Cocking his head to the side, Adam’s hand remained on Kris’s chin. “Are you okay with it or do you want to wait?”
Kris shook his head.
Adam’s eyebrows shot up. “You need to help me out here,” he whispered. “Are you shaking your head because it’s not okay or are you shaking it because you don’t want to wait?”
Was it possible that Kris already loved this man standing in front of him?
In such a short time?
While he was the first one to believe in love at first sight…he was having a hard time believing that it was actually happening to him…a second time around.
Was it possible that he was being afforded a second chance at love?
“I don’t want to wait,” Kris replied, with tears flowing down his cheeks.
“Hey,” Adam said sweetly. “Don’t cry.” Removing his hold from Kris’s chin, his hand immediately slid to Kris’s left cheek and wiped away the tears. Up and over it went to the right cheek, where he repeated the process. “We don’t have to do this tonight.”
Didn’t Adam hear him the first time?
Maybe he wasn’t such a good listener after all.
Smiling, Kris stood up, reached up and wrapped his hand around Adam’s neck, bringing him closer. Swallowing back the jitters, he looked Adam right in the eyes. “I don’t want to wait, please.”
Not another word was spoken.
Adam’s head immediately cocked to the side while he moved in closer. Watching him run his tongue along his lips sent shivers up Kris’s spine and made him that much more nervous. He hadn’t been kissed…really kissed…in a long time.
What if he didn’t remember how? Hearing that last question run through his brain, Kris pulled back.
Adam’s eyes flew open. “What’s wrong?”
Stumbling for the words, Kris cleared her throat. “Um…um…what if I don’t…” When he heard Adam laugh quietly, he stopped his thought and frowned. “What?”
Adam’s head came in again…close. So close that Kris could feel his breath. “You don’t actually think that you’ve forgotten how to kiss, do you?”
“Oh my God,” Kris gasped. “How’d you know I was thinking that?”
Winking, Adam smiled. “I don’t know.” Adam shrugged, licking his lips again. “But I just knew that was what you were thinking.”
“Do you think it’s possible?” Kris questioned quietly, stopping Adam once again.
“Do I think what’s possible?”
“That I’ve forgotten?”
Shaking his head slowly, his facial expression suddenly became serious. “No, I don’t…and if you did…I’m pretty sure that it’ll only take a second or two for it to come back to you.” Cupping Kris’s chin again, Adam hurriedly placed a small kiss on his lips. “Okay…enough talking.”
Feeling Adam’s lips land on his, Kris threw his hands up and around Adam’s neck, pressing him in closer. It only took a second for Adam’s hands to find a home too. One on each cheek.
If Kris had forgotten how to kiss…he’d never know it. Adam was right, it only took a few seconds for him to remember…remember just how good kissing actually was and just how good it actually felt.
It was something that he’d missed and never even knew it until now.
Allowing Adam to take control, he simply followed his lead and met each one of his kisses. Adam’s tongue felt good inside his mouth, intertwining with his. Adam’s tongue felt good running along his bottom lip and his lips felt just the same. Adam’s lips were domineering and powerful as he completely engulfed Kris’s swollen lips.
It was obvious that Adam was used to being the one in control, Kris could tell that within the first minute of Adam’s mouth claiming his. It was obvious that Adam spent many nights kissing other men. He knew just what to do and when exactly to do it.
It was also obvious that Adam wanted more.
And as much as Kris didn’t want that to scare him…it did.
Was he ready?
Feeling himself trembling from Adam’s hands, which were now freely roaming his backside, Kris knew that he was more than ready. He was on fire! And Adam was the only one capable of putting out the flame.
Slowly, he started backing Adam up towards the bed, never removing his lips from Adam’s and never removing his hands from Adam’s hair.
Adam pulled back when his legs hit the bed. “You like the hair, huh?”
Kris let out an uneven breath. “Yeah.”
“I like yours too,” Adam said just as roughly while his hands pulled on the bottom of Kris’s short hair.
“Oh God……..” Kris moaned, feeling the roughness of his pull.
Adam fell back against the bed, pulling Kris along for the ride. When the full weight of Kris hit him, he groaned.
“Oh God…sorry,” Kris said, trying to move off to the side.
“I’m not,” he said, placing his arms around tightly. “Stop trying to get away from me, Kris…you’re not going anywhere.”
Staring him in the eyes, Kris smiled shyly. “Can we kiss for a while?”
Adam returned the smile, letting him know that it was okay with him. “We can kiss for as long or as little as you want, honey.”
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When Adam woke up in the morning, he was surprised to see that Kris wasn’t next to him. Sitting up abruptly, he looked over towards the bathroom and stuck his tongue out, running it along his dry lips. “Kris?”
When he didn’t hear any reply, he lazily got out of bed and dragged himself to the bathroom door. Knocking lightly, he called for Kris again.
And again there was no answer.
“What the hell?” he mumbled to himself. Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand, he swore. “Shit…” It was eight-thirty.
Didn’t they have a date for breakfast at eight? And why wasn’t Kris still in his bed?
Grabbing his suitcase, he ripped it open and starting throwing his clothes out one by one. “Dammit…where are my fuckin’ jeans?” Knowing that he packed over six pairs of them, he huffed the entire time he was unloading.
After the entire contents of his suitcase were emptied unto the floor, bed and table, he remembered that they were in his other suitcase that was on the floor by the door. The exact spot he’d left it when he first arrived. Hell, he hadn’t even unpacked yet.
Walking over, he grabbed it and tossed it on the bed. That’s when he noticed a piece of paper on the pillow next to his. Grabbing it, he tore it open.
Adam,
I’ll meet you for breakfast at eight.
Kris
Hastily, he searched through his second suitcase and found exactly what he was looking for. Putting on the jeans, he tore through the shirts quickly. Settling on just a plain black one, he walked into the bathroom and brushed his teeth.
Opening the door, he stepped out and stopped. Swearing under his breath, he walked back in to retrieve his boots and baseball cap. Finally, he was ready to go and he was late. Late.
Late was something he almost always never was. He hated tardiness with a passion. Picking up his pace, he practically ran all the way to the restaurant.
“Adam!”
He turned around and saw Lee running towards him. “I don’t have time, Lee…I’ll catch you later.”
“What’s your rush?”
“I’m late.” Ignoring his friend, he threw open the door to the restaurant and frantically searched the room for Kris. And after what he thought was a thorough search, he swore under his breath. He figured that Kris must’ve given up and headed back to his room. When he turned around to leave, he heard his name being called again.
Turning around quickly, he frowned when he realized that it wasn’t Kris…it was a woman and she was holding a piece of paper and pen. “Hi…I heard that you were here and I’ve been on the lookout ever since.”
“Yeah?” Adam asked without it being a question really. “Well, you found me.”
“Is Tommy here with you? What happened to the album?” The woman shoved the piece of paper at him and took a deep breath.
He sighed, taking the piece of paper from her. “I need the pen too,” he said kindly. He didn’t have time for this…not today…not now. “What’s your name?”
“Maggie,” she said, handing him the pen, “When will the album be released?”
Signing his name on the paper, Adam took a deep breath and expelled it rather loudly. “Well, Maggie, I’m here on vacation just like you…no one else is here, so don’t bother looking. I’m still working on the album, but I can’t give you an exact release date.”
Looking up at her, he smiled, handing her back the piece of paper. “Thanks for supporting me.”
“I can’t wait to hear it,” she said, eyes wide with joy.
Adam noticed the excitement in her eyes and calmed down immediately. It was nice to know that the fans cared this much.
“Thank you,” Adam smiled at her and handed her back the pen. “I’d love to chat some more, but I’m late and I gotta run. Maybe we can catch up again when I have more time.”
“Oh…okay, no problem.” She glanced down at the paper and smiled. “Thanks.”
He placed his hand on her shoulder and hugged her. “You’re welcome, Maggie…take care,” he replied, turning around to walk out the door.
“Adam!”
He sighed, closing his eyes and silently wishing that just for once, he’d go unrecognized and have a vacation in peace. Turning around, he plastered somewhat of a fake smile on his face, fully expecting to see another fan walking towards him.
“Damn baseball cap works for shit,” he mumbled. “It’s me,” he said mockingly, eyes searching the restaurant.
That’s when he saw him.
Kris was sitting at a table not too far from him waving his hand in the air.
“Over here,” he said.
Letting himself relax, Adam slowly walked up to him. Placing a hand on Kris’s shoulder, he leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Sorry I’m late.”
Kris glanced at his watch and then up at him. “It’s okay…sit down,” he said, pointing towards a chair.
“Hey…what happened to you this morning?” he asked, sitting down. “I woke up, expecting to see you lying next to me and you weren’t there.”
“I’m sorry,” Kris replied quietly, looking down at the table. “I wanted to go back to my room and take a quick shower.”
Smiling, he leaned in and whispered, “You could’ve taken a shower in my room…I wouldn’t have minded.”
“I know,” Kris whispered back. Looking up from the table, he tilted his head to the side. “Look…I’m sorry about last night.”
“Stop right there,” Adam said, putting his hand on Kris’s mouth. “I told you we’d take this slow and that’s exactly what we’re gonna do. I’m not going anywhere…are you?”
“No,” Kris said, shaking his head back and forth. “But I still feel bad because I’m sure you probably thought…”
“Kris,” Adam said quietly. “It doesn’t matter what I thought was going to happen…it’ll happen when the time is right, okay?”
Looking over at the buffet, he sighed. “So…have you eaten yet?”
“No, I waited.”
“Good boy,” Adam said, smiling. Standing up, he reached for Kris’s hand and pulled him up. Putting his arm around Kris’s shoulders, he stopped and dropped his arm from his shoulders to his waist. “C’mere,” he demanded. Hugging Kris, Adam squeezed him tightly and whispered in his ear, “Stop worrying about it…I’m not worried.”
“Okay,” Kris whispered back. “Thanks.”
“Let’s eat…I’m starved.” His hand waved towards the tables while he rubbed his stomach with the other hand.
The buffet lines were rather scarce so it didn’t take them long to pile up their plate and head back to the table. Adam, on the other hand, was a different story. He was quite edgy and kept looking from one table to the other until finally he decided that the scrambled eggs were calling his name. Heading over to the table with the eggs, he had the server pile them on.
"Thank you,” he said to the server, taking his plate full of eggs over to the table where the bread was located.
Standing in front of the table for well over a minute, Adam still couldn’t decide if he wanted toast or a bagel. “Ah…what the
hell,” he mumbled, grabbing the bagel first, followed by two slices of bread in the toaster.
Looking over at their table, he noticed Kris smiling at him. Smiling back, he watched Kris as he went back to eating his food. He was beautiful and stunning in a simple way. And simplicity is what he longed for.
Closing his eyes, he pictured Kris’s bare shoulders and how he’d kissed those shoulders just seven hours earlier. They hadn’t really gotten that close to actually making love the night prior…but close enough for Kris to want to stop.
And as much as it pained him, he stopped. Adam wasn’t about to push Kris into doing anything he wasn’t ready to do…plain and simple.
Feeling someone tap him on the shoulder, he turned around. “Yeah?”
“Oh my God,” the young boy gasped. “It is you.”
Letting a frustrated breath out of his nose, he managed a weak smile. “In the flesh.”
“I heard someone say that they saw you last night at the nightclub, but I didn’t believe it.”
“Well,” he said rather hesitantly. “Believe it.”
“I don’t have anything on me right now,” the boy said, looking down and in the pockets of his shorts. “But would it be okay if I went and got some paper for your autograph?”
“Sure,” he replied sweetly, but not meaning a damn word of it. “It’d be fine.” Looking over at their table again, Adam noticed Kris looking at him with his nose all scrunched up. “On second thoughts…why don’t you just meet me by the beach volleyball net at noon? I’ll sign whatever you want there.”
“Really?”
Adam smiled. “Yeah…really.”
“Thanks,” the boy said, walking away.
Hearing the toaster pop, Adam grabbed them without worrying about any butter or jelly. He could tell by the look in Kris’s eyes that he needed to come clean about what he did for a living. Kris looked confused and almost somewhat hurt.
Slowly, Adam made his way over to him and placed his plate down. “Did you need anything else before I sit down,” he asked.
“No…I’m fine.”
Adam sat down next to Kris as Kris glanced at his plate. “You must be hungry, huh?”
Adam looked at his plate. “I guess. Aren’t you?”
He could tell that Kris’s tone had turned sarcastic and wondered whether or not he should acknowledge it or just let it go.
“Is it food you’re hungry for, Adam…or just the men?”
Evidently, Kris wasn’t about to let it go.
Adam sighed and placed his fork down next to his plate. “Food.” Looking at Kris, he took a deep breath. “Look…it’s not what you think.”
“Oh…and how do you know what I’m thinking?”
“I knew what you were thinking last night, didn’t I?” he questioned, raising his eyebrows to get his point across.
“Lucky guess, I suppose.” Turning back to his plate, Kris dug back in and ate as Adam just sat there, staring. No words were spoken for over two minutes while Kris ate and he stared. Eventually, it must have started to bother Kris because when he finally looked up, he looked pissed. “Stop staring at me and eat…your food’s getting cold.”
“Kris…while I think your jealousy is cute, you really have nothing to be jealous over.”
“Oh no?” Kris questioned, dropping his fork to the table. “Then why am I?” Jerking his head towards the entrance of the restaurant, he sighed loudly. “I saw you…when you first walked in. A woman handed you something, you wrote something down on it and then hugged her. I saw you do the same thing at the nightclub last night too…even though it was smoky and dark…I saw you.”
Adam had to admit, it didn’t sound too good. And probably didn’t look too good either. He placed his hand on Kris’s and was just about to explain everything when Kris quickly starting talking again.
“And just right now…another guy started talking to you.” Pulling his hand out from underneath Adam’s, Kris placed it in his lap. “Do you always have people flocking around you and do you make it a habit to give out your phone number or room number or whatever it is you’re giving to them? Are you even gay? Or just bi?”
Adam had to hold back his laughter at what Kris thought. Bi…Phone number…that’d be downright disastrous…and room number? That’d be suicidal. Leaning in, he cleared his throat and made sure his voice wasn’t loud. “That’s not what I’m giving them, Kris…I’d never give out my phone number or room number to anyone.”
Kris’s head swung around, abruptly. “You gave me your room number!”
Dropping his head, Adam shook it. “That was different…listen to me,” he said, looking back at Kris again. “I was giving them my autograph, okay?” Kris’s eyes swept his face. He had a total look of disbelief in them. “I wasn’t completely honest with you about what I do for a living.”
Kris’s eyes flew open in horror. “You weren’t?”
“Well,” Adam trailed, taking off his baseball cap and running a hand through his hair. “I am a musician…and I’m pretty popular…that’s why I keep getting recognized.”
“Autograph?” Kris repeated, in a daze. Thinking for a few moments, he shook his head and peered at Adam. “Is that why you were asking all those questions last night?”
“Yes,” Adam replied flatly. “I asked you because I wanted to make sure that you weren’t just being with me because of who I am.” For a few moments, he just stared at Kris…trying to read his thoughts. “I’m sorry…but you’ve got to understand how difficult it is for me to trust people.”
“Who are you?” Kris shot back, ignoring Adam’s heart-felt plea about trusting people.
“Adam Lambert,” he replied honestly and quietly.
“Wow,” Kris replied, sitting back and looking Adam up and down. “Should I be nervous about this? I mean…you already make me nervous just by being Adam…now the idea of your being famous is going to make it worse.” Gasping, Kris jumped to his feet and placed his hands on his hips. “Was I just another conquest for you?”
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Date: 2011-05-10 04:29 pm (UTC)You're welcome...and thanks for reading...AND the comment :)
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Date: 2011-05-11 01:56 pm (UTC)Im looking forward to the next update!
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Date: 2011-07-29 09:11 am (UTC)And thank you!
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Date: 2011-05-17 06:42 pm (UTC)Reading this one in particular made me feel so damn nervous. Just nervous. I could feel their embarrassment and anxiety and chemistry and whatever was going on between them. My hands were legit shaking and heart rate was too high - Gosh, I'm so silly.
And I felt for Adam when the fans approached him. I've never had a chance to meet Adam, but I already feel like I'm such an annoying fan!
Your writing is so believable. I can't wait for more <3333
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Date: 2011-07-29 09:48 am (UTC)Thank you for your sweet comment.xoxo
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