Aftermath - Adommy."Y-You're leaving me?"Aftermath - Adommy.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes, Adam. I'm sorry."
"It's fine, Drake."
"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 m
All The Things She Said Adommy All the Things She SaidAll The Things She Said Adommy5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I panted, excitement running though my veins as we got off stage. I didn't know how much I missed this, but my body seemed to adore the screaming crowds and the fans and Adam. Adam was my reason for staying even living though this life. I grabbed my water bottle from backstage drinking slowly letting the water drip down my parched mouth. It felt refreshing my bass leaning against the wall in the backstage, I was tired. It took a lot out of me to perform in front of thousands of fans, even more not to jump Adam. It had been only three months since he began sharing hushed whispers with me on stage, and teasing me, but it was so risky.
The media wanted t
Can't Let You Go Chapter 7Can't Let You Go Chapter 75 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 7: Looking
It all came back.
Everything. It was fuzzy, spinning... my family, my childhood, my band, my fame, Vix, Moon, Diamond, Krys, Ellie....
"ADAM!!" I screeched, shooting up to my feet in an instant. "Oh my god!" I gasped, looking around me. I was filthy! I stunk of dirt and earth, and my hair was crazier then ever. "Where... how..." I gaped at my surroundings. No plane. No... wait a second...
Rocks were littered around the landscape, and I heard echoed noises.
Unmistakably Vix's voice. I turned in circles, staring up at the huge mountains, my mouth open in wonder. "Vix!" I leapt forward, but quickly tripped over a rock and fell onto my face. "What the..." I grumbled, sitting up and staring at my loyal fans. They were also filthy and full of dirt as much as I was. And what scared me most was I was also covered in messy cuts, and Vix had blood stains all over her legs and shirt. "Vix, Moon... Diamond?" I gazed around at the three girls, all staring down
Adommy: MourningTitle: MourningAdommy: Mourning5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rating: PG - 13
Warnings: Excessive use of the F-word, kissing
Word count: 1341
Summary: Tommy mourns Adam's hair.
So, let's get this over with right away. I, TommyJoe Ratliff, am very much in love with my boss. Now as everyone in the world knows, one of the stupidest things in the world that anyone could every do is fall in love with their boss. My boss, a certain Adam Lambert, definitely does not have any idea of my true feelings. Although I'm one of the most blunt people one could ever meet, I don't talk much about feelings. Adam thinks I'm 100% straight. Hell, I thought I was 100% straight until he kissed me.
Yeah that's right, our infamous kiss on national television. Sure I laughed about it with Adam afterwards, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.
But, like I said, I don't talk about my feelings, so let's move on.
Obviously when you get a boner from one short kiss,(though it was one hell of a fucking kiss) you're attracted to the person who
If I Had You: Ch. 2Darkness enveloped my bunk on the stuffy, moving tour bus. The open window across from my bed was the only source of light leaking into the bus, and it barely illuminated anything, but just the sight of the stars was soothing.If I Had You: Ch. 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My hand slid into the pocket of my skinny jeans after a quick buzz jolted me out of my half-asleep state. I whispered some profane phrases, and the phone buzzed about four times rapidly in my hand. "Incoming Call" was scrawled in graffiti looking font on my screen, a sign that someone had been messing with the features on my phone again. I flipped my cell open, and the bright lights hurt my eyes, causing me to squint while attempting to read the name below the graffiti, which read "Mom".
"What the hell " I whispered and cleared my throat as I pressed the talk button. "Hello ?" My voice sounded terrible. Scratchy and deep, definitely tired. I rubbed my eyes with my free hand. They were still sore from the sudden burst of light the cell phone emitted.
Adam Lambert Obsession ListAdam Lambert Obsession List5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
You know you're obsessed with Adam Lambert when.....
1. You have pictures of him all over your walls
2. You calendar is full of dates when Adam will be on TV
3. You try to do your makeup like his
4. Your heart jumps whenever you hear his name
5. You power-vote to get his videos to #1 on VH1 and MTV
6. You re-watched his American Idol performances everyday during the season (and still do)
7. You remember what the judges said for each of his American Idol performances
8. You don't care that he's gay
9. You fantasize about being with him
10. You cried when he lost American Idol
11. You cried during Mad World
12. You cried when you found out your DVR didn't record Mad World
13. You cried during Tracks of My Tears
14. You have every magazine he's been in
15. You have the DVD of Wicked
16. You think he wears makeup better than most girls
17. You like him better with his hair down
18. Your heart stops when you see his smile
19. You have all of his American Idol performances on you
Adommy iPod Shuffle - Part 2 I Don't Want to Miss a Thing - AerosmithAdommy iPod Shuffle - Part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Yeah, I went overboard with using the lyrics from this song I wanted to finish this soooo bad, but, the song ended D: ! )
Adam was in my arms, sound asleep. My chin was resting softly on his head. It was 3 in the morning. My bloodshot eyes were burning, but not from lack of sleep. I was trying to hold back tears. I failed - obviously, because as one tear rolled down my cheek and splattered on Adam's forehead, he stirred, and awoke. He rubbed his eyes, lifted his head to look at me. I turned away. "Tommy?" He said. When I didn't answer him, he pulled my face so that our eyes met. His warm, tired, beautiful eyes, and my bloodshot, watery, stinging eyes. "G-Go back to sleep Adam, I'm sorry I woke you." "Tommy, babe, what's the matter?" I looked down. "Nothing, just go back to sleep. You have a big day tomorrow." Adam huffed and tilted my chin, so that we were staring into each other's eyes again. He looked at me firmly
Adommy - AlwaysIt was never really something Adam thought about; it just sort of… happened. Words flowed effortlessly from his mind and on to the paper in the notebook he always carried. Ideas, memories, lines; sometimes even just stupid little poems that may or may not make it into a future hit. It was all a process, a way to keep his mind busy and working. To keep his mind from the pain.Adommy - Always2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Adam’s heart leapt up to his throat as the all too familiar voice broke through his thoughts. The pencil stopped moving on the paper as he swallowed audibly and turned his attention to the man standing in the doorway.
“Can I help you, Tommy?” he asked, forcing his voice to stay calm and even, even as the pain shot through his chest. Those lips parted just ever so slightly, those eyes searching for answers to questions left unasked, the hair teased just so perfectly to fall around his face; he really was someone Adam could spend his life with. Of course, that was no longe
Time For Miracles Chapter 3Time For Miracles Chapter 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3: Any Bird Experts out there?
"We need a pet."
I turned to Adam, even though I couldn't see him in the darkness. The mattress made a squeaking sound.
"We need a pet," Adam repeated.
"...Like what kind of pet?" I asked, slightly curious as to what he was talking about. "I mean, sweetie, we've been married for a month, and our honeymoon is coming shortly, if we get a dog, we need to force Monte or Camilla to watch it--"
"A bird!" Adam cut me short.
I snickered. "Like a parakeet?"
"Yeah!" Adam exclaimed, excited. "They aren't hard to take care of, they can talk once you teach them, they live for at least six years with good care, they come in lots of colors; and they aren't hard at all when it comes to guests! Just close the door to the cage and put some new food in; there you have it! Nobody even notices. A cat might stir up allergies with the fur all over, a dog would jump all over Camilla's new dress-" Trust me, if a dog ruined Camilla's DRESS, me and Adam would be mu
Adommy Beautiful DisasterAdommyAdommy Beautiful Disaster3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I did nothing. Again, I did absolutely nothing about what he did. I gave into the pain and simply cried away my wantings to yell 'stop.' He kissed my neck softly, right on the large bruise he made a few minutes ago. I winced at it and didn't look him in the eyes. I couldn't look him in the eyes. Brad has been doing this since I said yes to being his fiancee. The silver band I wore glinted in the moonlight, and it felt heavy on my hand, which sprawled across the bedsheets. Another tear rolled down my cheek, and his lips found it. He stopped short, thankfully, so did his thrusting. I felt my breath grow shaky with fear of what he'd do. He sat up and I again looked to the side, not making eye contact. He grabbed my chin and pulled it, forcing my green eyes to meet his dark hazel ones, black with rage. He raised his hand, and slapped me on the cheek, hard, and I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head as weakness gave into my consiousness.