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| "Get the fuck away from him!” Adam yelled. "Or what, homo? You’ll sing me to death? Ha.” The masked man dug into his pockets, to find a blade. A dangerous grin spread across his face. "Perfect.” He said as the sun gleamed off the blade. He waved the blade in front of Tommy’s face. "Whataya say? Shall we try out the blade? See how sharp it is?” Tommy whimpered through the duct tape across his mouth. "GET AWAY FROM HIM.” Adam shouted. The man turned and slashed a cut into Adam’s cheek. "Fuck off homo.” He turned back to Tommy, who was staring at Adam. Tears were welling in his eyes, each tear whispering their own ‘I Love You’s.’ The man groaned, made a comment along the lines of "Disgusting Homo Love” and stuck the Knife into the blonde’s chest. Tommy’s eyes bugged out, and then slowly closed. "NO!” "NO!" Adam awoke, gasping for breath, taking in his surroundings. "Adam? Are you okay?” Adam looked down at a peaceful Tommy laying next to him. He released a deep breath, and cupped Tommy’s cheeks pulling his face to his. "Tommy- Babe, tell me you’re okay.” Tommy’s face twisted into confusion. "I’m perfectly fine, Adam. What’s wrong?” He frowned. "No-Nothing, horrible dream.” Tommy kissed Adam softly on the lips. "You want to talk about it? Might make you feel better.” Tommy said, with a soft smile on his lips. Adam looked into the chocolate eyes he loved and smirked. "Not really- … But, I … DO have a different way, you could make me feel better.” Tommy grinned, pressing his lips to Adam’s. "Oh, Really?” Adam tightened his grip on Tommy, and shifted, so that they were laying on their sides, facing each other. The fear reappeared in Adam’s eyes. Tommy caressed Adam‘s cheek. "Adam, babe. Tell me- what was the dream about?” Adam looked into Tommy’s eyes. "I -I lost you… Tommy- please. Never leave me. Ever.” Tommy frowned. "I’m not going anywhere, Adam. Never. I promise. I love you, only you.” Adam released another deep breath, and smiled softly, yet there was something off in his eyes. "Adam? When you-you lost me … you meant-” "I meant you were killed Tommy… F-For being with me.” A tear rolled down Adam’s cheek. Tommy captured it with a kiss. "Adam. It was only a dream, babyboy. I’ll never leave you. Ever.” He looked deep into Adam’s beautiful eyes. "Nothing on this planet can take me away from you. Nothing.” Adam smiled. "I love you, Tommy Joe.” He whispered and placed his lips onto the blonde’s, his hands found their way into Tommy’s hair, pushing their lips closer together. His tongue dominated the smaller man’s mouth. He molded his body into Tommy’s. Tommy felt Adam’s hard member pressing into his thigh, and stifled a moan. Adam’s kisses were harsh, yet passionate. His hands traveled down Tommy’s body, slowly pulling his boxers off. Tommy hardened at Adam’s touch, and let out a groan. He wrapped his hands around the dark-haired beauty’s neck, pressing his waist closer to Adam. The kisses suddenly stopped. "Tommy?” "Hmm?” "Promise me, you’ll be careful.” Tommy sighed. "Fuck, Lambert. You’re such a boner killer.” Tommy said with a killer smirk on his face. Adam smiled and pressed his lips firmly onto Tommy’s again. His hand went back in between Tommy’s legs. Tommy’s eyes bugged, and he moaned into Adam’s touch. "O-Okay .. It-It’s back.” Tommy had just gotten back home. It had been a long few months, with the tour and all. His neighborhood had changed. There were a few new houses being built, new families have moved in. There was even a little shop, on the corner of his street, Tommy had driven past it, on his way home. It stuck out, with a bit of a dark and gloomy, old shack presence. He didn't catch the name of the store, but curiosity struck him. He walked down his street, pausing to look at everything that's changed. It wasn't long before he reached the store. 'Deja Voodoo' . "Deja Voodoo? Really?" Tommy snickered. He walked in, figuring there'd be some sort of funky jewelry Adam would like. I was lookin' for love all over, You're the hunter and I'm your prey, Now I'm lost in a lover hangover, I try to leave but I have to stay There were old books, love spells, smelly herbs, and creepy skeleton heads in the corner. 'Damn, This place is fucked up.' He thought. "I heard that." Tommy jumped and turned around and found himself looking at a short, old, creepy-as-fuck woman. "Jesus fucking Christ Lady." Tommy said, his heart beating a mile a minute. "What can I do ya for, lad?" The woman said. "I .. uh, was just looking around." He said, turning back to the necklace he was looking at, freaked out as hell. In it's place, was a Voodoo Doll. It looked exactly like Adam. He turned to look at the lady, with wide eyes. She said nothing, instead she winked, and walked to the cash register. He looked at the voodoo doll, and picked it up. 'Cause it's voodoo voodoo voodoo (under your spell) 'Cause it's voodoo voodoo voodoo (under your spell) He can honestly say, he had no idea why he asked Zelda, the creepy old witch woman who gave him a heart attack, if the voodoo doll worked. She stared at him, her eyes turning into a deep black. "If you believe it will." He can honestly also say, he had no idea was supernatural forces made him buy that fucking voodoo doll, and use it. Swamp sings over the bazaar, Snake bites aligning stars, I'm in rapture, there is no cure , No sanctuary from your allure Tommy was sitting on the couch, playing around with the doll, poking it with his fingers, waiting for Adam to get here. It was a good 45 minutes before there was a knock on his door. Tommy jumped off the couch and opened the door, to find Adam there. "Adam!" He said, running into his lover's arms. Adam chuckled and kissed Tommy's hair. "Hello to you too, babe." He said, pulling Tommy's lips to his. "I missed you." Tommy said, resting his head on Adam's chest. Adam smiled. "It's only been 24 hours, babe." Tommy smiled. "That's far too long," he said. I was lookin' for love all over You're the hunter and I'm your prey Now I'm lost in a love hangover I try to leave but I have to stay They walked over to the couch, where Tommy had left the doll. "What's that?" Adam asked. Tommy quickly snatched it up, and shoved it in his pocket. "Nothing, I'll be back." He said, dashing upstairs to his bedroom. He tossed the doll on his bed, but it tumbled and fell off the side. There was a thump downstairs, followed by an 'OW!'. Tommy ran downstairs, to find Adam in a twisted position on the floor. "Adam! Are you okay?!" He ran to his side, trying to help him get up. "Yeah, I'm fine. I … fell off the couch." Adam stood up, and straightened his shirt. There were bruises in the shape of fingerprints on his arm. "W-What happened to your arm?" Adam looked down his arm. "Dunno. Must've walked into a door or something." He shrugged. Tommy nodded, and turned for his bedroom again. 'Cause it's voodoo voodoo voodoo (under your spell) 'Cause it's voodoo voodoo voodoo (under your spell) "Where you going?" "Uh .. Bathroom." Tommy ran up the stairs, to his bedroom, where he left the doll. He examined the doll, and poked it gently. He didn't think that this stupid thing would work. He wondered if it would make Adam follow commands. "You'll let Tommy be on top tonight." He whispered into the doll's small ear and grinned. He felt hot breath on his neck. "In your dreams, Glitterbaby." His grin dropped and turned around. "A-Adam … I--" Adam reached for the doll. "A Voodoo Doll. Kinky." He smirked. "Too bad it doesn't work. I applaud you for trying though." Tommy frowned. "Whataya mean it doesn't work? The bruises … you falling off the couch!" Adam started to laugh. "Lets just say, Zelda's an old friend." Tommy blushed a deep red. "Dammit …" He whispered, pouting. 'Cause the voodoo you do Is all that can do To make me into your fool 'Cause when you do voodoo I'm just like a doll That pins keep pushing into Adam stroked the blush on Tommy's cheek. "You're beautiful when you blush." He whispered, kissing him softly. Tommy moaned into Adam's lips. He pulled away, and frowned. "What is it, Tommy?" Tommy looked up at Adam. "That Zelda's a bitch." So every time I try to break this trance I'm almost afraid I'll miss my chance To be bewitched by the bayou I just gotta say I want your hex I don't want to live without your hex I'm so obsessed with your sexiness 'Cause it's voodoo voodoo voodoo (under your spell) 'Cause it's voodoo voodoo voodoo (under your spell) I'm so obsessed with your sexiness If you only knew I’m hanging by a thread, the web I spin for you If you only knew I’d sacrifice my beating heart before I lose you I still hold onto the letters you returned I swear I’ve lived and learned It’s 4:03, and I can’t sleep Without you next to me, I toss and turn like the sea If I drown tonight, bring me back to life Breathe your breath into me The only thing that I still believe in is you If you only knew Tommy tossed and turned in his bed. Their bed. He sighed, and rolled over hugging the empty space that should be filled by Adam. He grabbed Adam’s pillow and hugged it to his chest. It still smells like him. A tear rolled down his cheek as he hugged what remained of Adam tighter to himself. If you only knew how many times I counted All the words that went wrong If you only knew how I refuse to let you go Even when you’re gone I don’t regret any days I spent Nights we shared or letters that I sent It was 4:27 in the morning when Tommy awoke again. He sat up, and rubbed his eyes. He kept hearing a continuous dripping noise, coming from the bathroom. He groaned, and got out of bed in nothing but boxers. He rushed to the bathroom, getting more irritated with every drip. He scowled, and turned the tap off. "Fucking sink." He said to himself. He stood there for a minute, looking at himself in the mirror, rubbing his tired, bloodshot eyes, until a familiar scent filled the hallways of the house. It’s 4:03, and I can’t sleep Without you next to me, I toss and turn like the sea If I drown tonight, bring me back to life Breathe your breath into me The only thing that I still believe in is you If you only knew, If you only knew His heart skipped a beat as he dashed into the bedroom, the familiar scent stronger now, and as his blurred eyes focused into view, a tall figure, became clear. Tommy didn’t think twice before running into the tall man’s arms. He balled the man’s shirt into his fists, and lets the tears loose. "Tommy, Babe, Shh.” The angelic voice made his tears run down his cheeks faster. "A-Adam… I--” "Tommy, shh. It’s okay.” Tommy looked up into the eyes he’s missed for too long. Those gorgeous eyes … Tommy pulled Adam into a hard, passionate kiss. "Adam, I-I’m so fucking sorry. Please. Forgive me. I’ll do anything.” He said, more tears welling in his eyes. Adam softly smiled, stroked Tommy’s cheek and softly pecked him on the lips. "Tommy, hush. It’s okay. I love you.” Tommy sniffed, and managed a small, sad smile. "If you only knew how many night’s I’ve stayed up… wishing I’d hear you say that to me again.” He said, resting his head on Adam’s chest. Adam stroked Tommy’s hair, slowly walking towards the bed. He set Tommy on the bed, and kneeled on the floor in front of him. He cupped Tommy’s faced with both hands, and kissed him. "Tommy, I love you. I’m going anywhere. Never again, I swear.” "Never …” Tommy echoed. He grabbed the black-haired man’s collar, and kissed him. Hard. "Never again.” It’s 4:03, and I can’t sleep Without you next to me, I toss and turn like the sea If I drown tonight, bring me back to life Breathe your breath into me The only thing that I still believe in is you Believe in is you, I still believe in you, oh If you only knew, If you only knew "Y-You’re leaving me?” "Yes, Adam. I’m sorry.” "I just can’t … " Drake paused. "I’m sorry.” "I understand, Drake.” Adam said with a tear rolling down his cheek. Drake leaned in to kiss Adam on the forehead and just like that, he was gone. Adam stood in silence for a few moments, tears welling in his eyes. He turned to meet the worried face of Tommy. "Adam? Are you okay?” Tommy asked as a red-eyed Adam ran into his arms. "Not r-really.” He replied between sobs. Tommy led Adam into the dressing room across the hall and together they sat in silence, until Adam had calmed down enough to speak. "He left me.” He said, looking down at his feet. "He couldn’t handle my fame, the camera flashes…the lack of privacy. Tommy sat quietly, with his arm around Adam’s shoulders. Adam rested his head on Tommy’s arm while he outlines the tattoo’s with his fingertips. His touch sent a shiver down Tommy’s spine. Adam didn’t seem to notice. "I’m sorry, Adam. Please tell me if there is anything I can do.” Adam shifted his head so that he was looking up at Tommy. "You’re already doing it Tommy. Thank You.” Adam said softly. Tommy nodded and pulled Adam closer. It took a few hours, but Adam had fallen asleep. Tommy stood softly, stretching Adam’s legs onto the couch and wrapped a blanket around him. He sat in the loveseat across from Adam and watched the black-haired beauty’s peaceful face as he slept. After a few minutes, Tommy had fallen asleep as well. Adam’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He’d been asleep for a little over an hour. He checked his phone, which was telling him he had an interview with Entertainment Tonight! in an hour. He scrambled off the couch taking in his surroundings. He spotted Tommy softly snoring on the loveseat across from him. Adam smiled to himself. He’s so cute when he sleeps. He thought. He walked into the small bathroom to see the mess that has become his hair and makeup. His eyes were puffy; nothing a little eyeliner couldn’t fix. He fixed himself up, and walked out of the bathroom. He found Tommy awake, rubbing his eyes. "Hey, Sleepyhead.” Adam smirked. "Look who’s talking.” Tommy smirked back. He looked at Adam, who had fixed his hair and makeup and was now reached for his leather jacket. "You going somewhere?” He asked. Adam, slipped his other arm into the sleeve of the leather jacket, smiled and said: "I’ve got an interview with ET! in about a half hour.” "OH! Shit! I totally forgot!” Adam stated to laugh. "You forget a lot of things, Tommy Joe.” Tommy stuck his tongue out just as Adam was walking out the door. "Adam?” Adam paused and turned around. "Yea?” "I’m gonna tell ya, It’ll be alright, in the aftermath.” Adam smiled and closed the door behind him. * 2 WEEKS LATER * Adam and the band were at their first official Glam Nation concert. The crowd was full of excitement and energy. Adam had gone through all but one song. - His latest. They walked off the stage, a short intermission before the finale. Adam caught Tommy behind a curtain and gently kissed him on the lips. When he pulled away, Tommy was breathless. "W-What was that f-for?” Adam smiled. "For being by my side when it’s been rough for me these past few weeks. And for inspiring the new song.” Tommy was confused. "Adam … I never-” He was cut off by another kiss, tender and demanding. Adam smiled at the blush on Tommy’s cheeks. He stroked the blush and leaned in for another quick peck. "Let’s go Glitterbaby, They’re waiting.” Tommy grinned and slid his arm around Adam’s waist. "Right behind you, Babyboy.” Together they walked onto the stage. The crowd screamed and cheered as Adam spoke into the mic. "This is a new song, that a very special friend inspired me to write.” He turned to wink at Tommy. The audience clapped and cheered as Adam sat in his stool and re-adjusted the mic-stand. He turned to look at Tommy who had a tear running down his cheek and the biggest grin one last time. Adam grinned and turned back to the audience. "It’s called Aftermath.” He said, still smiling. When the crowd became silent, he began to sing … Have you lost your way? Living in the shadows of the messes that you made, And so it goes, Everything inside your circle starts to overflow, Take a step before you leap Into the colors that you seek. You get back what you give away. So don’t look back on yesterday. Wanna scream out, No more hiding, Don’t be afraid of what’s inside, Gonna tell ya, you’ll be alright In the Aftermath. ♥ It was late at night, and Tommy couldn’t sleep. He was tossing and turning, his thoughts disturbing his slumber. ’I Love him … No You Don’t Tommy. You’re straight, STRAIGHT.‘ This has been happening for 2 weeks now, Tommy would lay in his bunk, fighting with himself, his thoughts burning in his brain. When he didn’t think about it, he dreamt about it. He would toss and turn, whimpering Adam’s name, feeling the empty desire and longing in his heart … until he woke up. Remembering the dreams, Tommy became frustrated. He couldn’t take it anymore. He was going to pull himself together, and tell Adam his feelings for him and be a man about it. He got up, and walked to the bathroom. "I’m going to tell him. He deserves to know.” He said to himself in the mirror. ’He doesn’t love you back … ’ He shook his head and silenced the negative thoughts until they were mere whispers , looked at himself in the mirror, took a deep breath and, with a burst of confidence, walked out of the bathroom. Tommy was about to make his way back into his bunk, when he saw light coming from underneath Adam’s door. Tommy, unaware that he had approached the nearly shut door, knocked and without waiting for an answer, walked in. Adam had fallen asleep, while reading a book. Tommy smiled, and crept softly across the floor to Adam’s bed. He removed the book from Adam’s hands and placed it on the bedside table. He sat there, for a moment, staring at Adam’s peaceful face. Tommy stood up, turned out the light and gently leaned down to kiss Adam on the forehead. "I Love You Adam," He whispered. "Always have.” He stood and made his way out of the room. He had reached the doorway when he heard Adam speak. "I Love You too, Tommy.” Tommy froze and slowly turned around, staring at a gorgeous and wide awake Adam, who was now sitting up on the pillows. Tommy was speechless. "I- I’m Sorry, I didn’t mean to w-wake you, A-Adam.” Adam chuckled, "You didn’t.” Against his better judgment, Tommy walked over and sat next to Adam. "R-Really?” Adam smirked. "Yes, Tommy, I promise you, I was awake.” Tommy opened his mouth to say that wasn’t what he had meant. Instead he blushed, looked down at his feet, and said nothing. Adam placed two fingers under Tommy’s chin and pulled his head up, so that their eyes met. Adam cupped Tommy’s face, and stroked his cheek softly with his thumb. "You’re as red as a tomato, Tommy, the color looks lovely on you.” He said softly, smiling at Tommy‘s discomfort. Tommy blushed deeper, not taking his eyes off Adam, whose face was framed so perfectly by the moon that peeked though the open window. Tommy took a deep breath and pressed his lips to Adam’s. Tommy expected Adam to pull away, yell at him, or even smack him, but Adam only intertwined his other fingers in Tommy’s hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Tommy pulled away, out of breath already, and stared at Adam. "Did … Did y-you mean it … ? When you said y-you l-loved me?” Adam smiled. "Always have, Tommy Joe.” He said, pulling Tommy in for another kiss. This kiss was more demanding, yet passionate. Adam slipped his tongue in-between Tommy’s teeth, connecting their tongues together. Tommy’s head began to spin, everything around him blurred, and there was only Adam. Adam, kissing him, holding him, loving him. Adam gently shoved Tommy down on the bed. Now on top of him, Adam’s hands began to roam Tommy’s body. Adam hesitated at his hips, not wanting to rush the blonde. Tommy, understanding Adam’s hesitation, reached to pull Adam’s shirt off, giving him the okay to continue. Adam smiled, pecked Tommy gently, and whispered "Are you sure?” Tommy stared into Adam’s beautiful green-grey eyes. ‘I could get lost in those eyes.‘ Tommy thought. He smiled at the raven-haired beauty and cupped Adam’s face, kissing his cheek softly. Tommy opened his mouth and spoke. "I’m sure about you, Adam. Be gentle with me.” He smiled, and pushed Adam’s lips back onto his. Adam smiled against Tommy’s lips, and lowered his hands. * * * Tommy was laying in Adam’s arms, his head, on Adam’s chest. Adam kissed his hair and nibbled on his ear. "I didn’t hurt you, did I, Tommy?” He whispered. Tommy shifted, staring up at Adam. "Never.” He said, kissing Adam softly. Adam tightened his arms, pulling Tommy closer to him. He began to hum, gently stroking Tommy’s arm. Tommy ran his hand over Adam’s chest, smiling as he recognized the tune. Time For Miracles, Tommy’s favorite, after Fever, of course. Tommy felt his eyelids getting heavy. "Adam?” Adam stopped humming. "Hmm?” "I Love You Babyboy.” "and I Love You, GlitterBaby.” He said, kissing Tommy softly on the head. He resumed his humming. Tommy smiled, "You’d better.” He said before drifting off into a deep sleep. Baby you know that, maybe it’s time for miracles ‘Cause I ain’t giving up on love You know that, maybe it’s time for miracles ‘Cause I ain’t giving up on love No, I ain’t giving up on us. | |
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