FIC: Curveball 9/9
Title: Curveball
Author: wicciangirl
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I know none of these people, nor do I own them, they own themselves. This story is completely fictional.
Summary: Adam’s way of life is challenged when he meets the equally stubborn and devastatingly attractive Kris.
WARNINGS: Contains discussion of domestic violence and rape.
Other Parts
Part 9
It had been eight months since Kris’s abduction at the hands of David Bann and for Kris and Adam life had never been happier. For the first four months after it happened, the couple had pretty much been joined at the hip, needing to be near each other and revelling in depth of their love for each other. Kris had joined Adam for the remainder for the US leg of the tour and for a month of Adam’s European tour.
It was during this time that Adam and Ryan had an explosive argument that led to Ryan declaring war. Adam hadn’t been upset since the man had become a blight on his life, trying to destroy everything Adam had come to love and need. Adam couldn't help but pity Ryan, who had allowed fame and greed to consume him. Ryan would never feel the joy of finding the person who made you want to wake up in the morning just to see their smile.
***Flashback***
Adam glared at his agent, angry at the man’s interruption of his free time, time that he had intended to spend with Kris. Although he and Kris were together pretty much all week, they didn’t get much time to relax and do the whole domestic scene that he loved. People would never believe it but one of the things he enjoyed most was being alone with Kris, snuggling on the sofa and watching a movie. That wasn't to say that he didn't enjoy clubbing with his love, he was content with spending time with Kris regardless of what they were doing. The whole world seemed to know he and Kris were in a serious monogamous relationship but whenever they went to a club, they were asked at least once if they wanted a threesome. Adam had taken part in threesomes before but the thought of someone else being inside Kris, of someone else seeing Kris come, made him sick and it pleased him to know Kris was just as disgusted by the idea.
“Why are you here Ryan?” Adam asked annoyed.
Ryan said heatedly, “Do you have any idea what I have sacrificed for my career? How many people I have crushed to make it to the top and I cannot, will not let you ruin that. You will stop this bullshit and start doing what I say.”
“Ryan, this is my career and my life, you have no say in either. I want nothing to do with you.”
“Adam, you are making a mistake. I am the one who made you into the star you are. Do you honestly think you can survive without me? I arranged for your scandals and secrets to be swept under the rug. If you don’t stop your foolishness, I will make them appear again.”
“Get real, Ryan. You can try to blacklist me but I have more...star power, I think Simon called it. As for spinning any shit that you have, bring it on. I have learnt a lot about PR and I can easily make people see you are just a hateful, petty, vindictive failure.”
“I am not a failure, I made you a star and I can do it again with anyone I want. If you don’t get back in line, l will push you down from the pedestal the public seem to have put you on.”
Adam smirked, “Fine. Good luck finding someone who will put up with you.”
Ryan sneered, “I’ve already found an amazing, god fearing singer called Danny Gokey and he will be a bigger star than you ever were. Unlike you, he listens to me and appreciates my experience.”
“You mean he’s a puppet,” Adam countered before saying coolly, “I’ve had my lawyer look through everything and apparently my contract with you ended four months ago but, you never intended to tell me, right?”
“Why would I tell you? It’s not my fault you can’t keep track of things.” Ryan said scornfully, angry that Adam had discovered the truth.
Ryan had hoped keeping Adam in the dark would allow him to get more money from the singer but apparently he had a good, incorruptible lawyer. What happened to the good old days of music when everyone had a price?
“Get out of here or I will call Louis and have you thrown out,” Adam said calmly, not wanting to get his hands dirty by touching Ryan or get landed with a lawsuit.
Ryan snarled and walked out of the room with a defiant glare, all the while planning how he would get revenge. Just because Adam had won the first skirmish didn’t mean he would win the war. He was going to ruin Adam’s career, thereby ending his relationship with the clearly fame hungry Kris, soon Adam would have nothing.
After his former agent had left the room, Adam grinned widely, knowing this would make his plans for the future easier to accomplish. He knew his love longed to be a recording artist and he would do everything he could to help make Kris’s dream come true. Adam wouldn’t use his pull with the label to get Kris a record contract but he would introduce his love to more of his friends, many of whom were big players in the music business. With Ryan out of the way, Adam didn’t have to listen out for people badmouthing his love’s talent or making crude insinuations. Ryan’s standard ploy was to have fairly minor celebrities and those in the lower levels of the music industry spread malicious gossip to ruin someone. It was a practice Adam abhorred and had forbidden the man to use for his benefit to his agent’s consternation.
***End Flashback***
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As he watched Kris talking with Tommy and Matt, Adam smiled widely, he could see the tension in his love’s shoulders, it was obvious that Matt and Tommy were trying to distract him for the enormity of what was happening. From what Adam could make out, they were talking about guitars, a subject he never found particularly interesting. He thought ruefully, that probably felt same way about his love of fashion.
To Adam’s delight, Kris got on well with his diverse group of friends, a few of whom positively adored Kris. Every month or so they had date nights when himself, Kris, his band and their partners all went out for something to eat. Of course, the main reason he had ngineered the date nights was to find Tommy a new partner. At Tommy’s behest Kris had asked Adam to stop setting Tommy up on dates, proving conclusively to him that the pair were truly becoming friends. After that plea, Adam decided to be more subtle in his matchmaking, saying it was a coincidence that some of the newest crew happened to look like Tommy’s type.
Having finished fixing his hair, Adam looked over at Kris who was now tapping his feet, he found the way Kris was so unsure of himself adorable. Although Kris came across as confident at first, Adam had always been able to read the anxiety in his love’s eyes. Adam normally had no idea what caused Kris’s fear but knowing it was there gave him a chance to help. He walked over to Kris and put his arms around the man’s waist, smiling in greeting at his friends. Reassured Adam would calm Kris down, Tommy and Matt moved to the other side of the room to talk.
“Are you doing okay, love?” Adam asked gently.
“Yeah...I guess,” Kris answered hesitantly, he was terrified of messing up the performance of his debut single.
Adam said confidently, “You will be fine. If anyone says something insulting just ignore them or tell them to get lost. A quick insult normally shuts them up if they get too annoying.”
Kris laughed, “I don’t think my insults are as effective as yours, though. The last guy probably had to find dictionary to understand your insult. You have an amazing way of insulting people, flaying them alive with your tongue. It’s kinda hot.”
“Thanks, baby.” Adam said with a grin.
“I...I just don’t want them to think I got this because we’re together,” Kris said seriously.
Kris accepted some would think he fucked his way to the top but it hurt to think people would see him as a vapid, fame hungry, user. Kris had made a point of not using Adam’s contacts to get ahead. Admittedly the open mic nights he had performed at had a larger audience than normal he had never considered leaving Adam behind. It wasn’t his fault that people seemed to keep tabs on Adam’s location.
Kissing the side of Kris’s neck Adam said with a small smile, “Baby, once they hear your music no one will ever think that. Now, you are on in around two minutes, do you mind if I watch?”
“Of course not,” Kris said visibly relieved.
It was the first day of Kris’s promotional tour for his debut album and the first performaalthough it took some convincing, Adam was by Kris’s side. Adam had calmly explained to Kris that he didn’t want his presence to detract from Kris’s music. It didn’t help that thelabel was going all out to promote them as a couple.
Adam’s press agent had explained the label wanted them to become as big a showbiz couple as Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. Adam had hissed back that they would be happy not to discuss their relationship like some other successful stars since as Beyoncé and Jay Z. The pair vowed not to let their label or agents change their relationship, no matter how difficult it became. If people wanted to take pictures of them when they were out in public that was fine but Adam and Kris made a mutual decision not to discuss anything about their relationship that made them uncomfortable.
It was Kris's first performance as a recording artist and just three days ago he had feared that it wouldn't happen. His bass player, Chris, shattered his fingers in a freak accident involving a bar of soap and there simply wasn't time to audition people. Knowing only one person who could trust not to mess it up, Kris cajoled Tommy into standing in for the week whilst he arranged auditions. Thankfully, Tommy was a quick study and was used to being around perfectionists so he didn't bat an eyelid when Kris insisted they practice the song untill the early hours of the morning. Kris's band was mainly made up of old friends who had stood by him through it all; Matt, Megan, and Cale. It reassured Kris to know that his friends would be with him on stage who he could trust to follow his direction.
Kris walked out onto the set, smiling and waving in greeting at the small audience, noticing some of the Adam signs. He smirked at one sign inviting him and Adam to a threesome, like that would ever happen. The very idea of someone else being with Adam made his blood boil, but he knew Adam would never have sex or even kiss anyone else.
Taking his place in front of the microphone Kris watched as his band took their places and seconds later, the camera was pointing at him. Remembering the advice of his parents, agent and Adam, Kris focused on ignoring the audience for a second, knowing once he started singing he would be okay. As he sang, the room faded away, all he could think about was the look on Adam’s eyes when he had first played the song. He had started to write You Made Me Believe after their first date and completed a month after escaping David Ban’s evil clutches.
As the song came to an end, the audience erupted into enraptured applause, causing Kris to give a beaming smile. Out the corner of his eye, Kris could see Adam grinning widely, his eyes sparkling with pride. Once the camera was off him, Kris walked off the set and was quickly pulled into Adam’s embrace, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. The kiss expressed everything they felt, gratitude for being able to share such an important event, joy at being together and the deep love they had for each other.
Kris thanked the universe for sending Adam into his life, he had been certain he would never love again until Adam appeared. Adam had done what he had thought impossible, made him believe in love and had given him the impetus to really chase his dreams. Adam was everything he had ever wanted; but never thought he would have. Kris was going to spend the rest of his life showing Adam just how much he loved him.
The End