Fic: The Masseur (6/?)
Title: The Masseur (6/?)
Author: Amberwinters
Pairing: Adam/Kris
Rating: R
Summary: AU fic where Kris Allen is a successful pop-star and Adam is an out of work actor that just got his massage license and a good job.
Wordcount: 2331
Notes: Thank you everyone for all your comments and I am looking forward to reading the response to this chapter. Mmm. Comments/Concit appreciated.
Warnings: Not too many, some cursing, some sexy times, some angst, some bad jokes.
Empty. Kris should be grateful that everyone was buying the lies. Katy came immediately after Kris called and agreed to set their differences aside and make public appearances. In the few days that followed the unfortunate incident the media had dug up numerous youtubes and photos of Adam showing him kissing men, dressing in drag and performing some provocative songs. They also interviewed some people that witnessed Adam trying to get Kris drunk and making the pop-star uncomfortable. Kris also read that the spa Adam worked at had issued a statement saying that they had no idea Adam would stalk a client and that it had never happened before. Furthermore, they had let him go. Kris felt horrible. Adam had even become a joke to all the late night show hosts. Kris spoke to Gina.
“I feel really bad for this guy. He doesn’t deserve all this.”
“Kris, I met with him and he is just trying to figure out how to capitalize on this fame. Before this he was nobody and now everyone knows his name.”
“Yeah, but in a bad way. The guy really isn’t so bad.”
“You are just too nice a person. This will die down. Besides, this may be the best thing that ever happened to him.”
Kris was not sure Gina was right. He could not get Adam off his mind and needed to know if he was OK. Kris asked his security guard, Jake, to track down a number for him. A few hours later Jake produced a cell phone number. Jake was ex-CIA and Kris did not even want to know how he got the number. That night he and Katy went to a red carpet event and played the happy couple. Katy was still concerned,
“I hope that Lambert guy doesn’t come after you. Maybe that is why you got such a weird vibe off him when he gave you a massage. They say people know when something bad is going to happen. Besides, he looks creepy in some of his pictures.”
Kris couldn’t help but smile at Katy calling Adam creepy but then he remembered the situation and felt sad. Kris didn’t respond. The next day Katy went to spend the day shopping with some girlfriends. Kris called the number Jake gave him.
“Adam’s phone.”
“Is Adam there?”
“Are you a tabloid?”
“No.”
“Who is this?”
Kris hesitated, “It is Kris Allen and I want to speak to Adam.”
“Is this Perez?”
Kris heard some fumbling around and then Adam’s voice,
“Hello.”
“Hello Adam, it’s Kris.”
“You gotta be fucking kidding me? What do you want?”
“I know you are mad-“
“Really? Why would I be mad? Just because I lost my job, became the nation’s biggest joke, and can’t go anywhere without some self-righteous prick calling me a pervert. No, Kris I am not mad I AM FUCKING PISSED.”
“I know. Please, calm down. I want to make it up to you. Can we meet and talk?”
“I don’t think that is a good idea.”
“Please, Adam. You don’t know how bad I feel about this. Please, I want to see you.”
He heard Adam sigh, “Where and when?” Kris heard someone in the background yelling.
“Can I come over to your apartment now?”
“No, there are paparazzi staking out at my apartment. Oh Yeah, add to the list I can’t go home either.” Adam paused and took a deep breath, “You can come to my friends place. It is safer.”
Kris was surprised by Adam’s thoughtfulness but maybe despite what Gina said, Adam didn’t want publicity. Especially, since he was getting such negative publicity. Kris knew a lot of it was hurtful and personal attacks against Adam.
“Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I know this is more than I deserve.”
“You’re welcome. I am sure this will end up being the third biggest mistake of my life. Can you guess what the first two are? You were there.”
Kris too nervous Adam would change is mind just pressed on, “What is the address?”
Kris took down the address. He quickly got done and headed to West Hollywood. Kris had to take Jake but insisted he wait in the car while he visited his friend. He told Jake to make sure no paparazzi showed up and if they did to text him a warning. Kris took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A slim brown haired man answered. Kris recognized him from the other night and from pictures on the internet. Pictures of Adam and him kissing and acting like a couple. The guy snarled,
“You better not fuck with him more or I am going to kick your ass Mr. Pop-star-hiding-in-the-closet-dou-
“Brad! Let him in and give us some privacy.”
“It is my apartment.” Brad gave Kris a dirty look and faced Adam, “Fine, baby, but I won’t be far.” Brad walked out and slammed the door. Kris noticed the endearment and felt a pang of jealousy. He went over by Adam nervously. He noticed the dark circles under Adam’s eyes and felt guilty.
“Did you come hear to make sure I kept my mouth shut?” Adam just went to the couch and sat down.
“No, I came to apologize and see if there was anything I could do. I heard you lost your job. I could give you some money.”
Adam looked at Kris and then laughed, “I’m sorry did you just offer me money again? What is a ruined life worth to you? Ten, fifteen dollars? Or did you think maybe since I lost my job I would be more open to being a whore?”
Kris felt like he couldn’t win. “What do you want me to do?”
“Telling the truth would be a good start.”
“I know but I can’t. I know its lame but I’d be ruined and it would kill Katy.”
“Maybe you should of thought of that before coming to see me at the Upright. Remember, you came to me.”
“I know. I couldn’t stop myself. God help me I want you so bad. I have never wanted anyone so much in my life. I wish I had the courage to be honest but I don’t even know what I would tell the world. I have never been with a man besides you and I am married. It is killing me to hurt you like this.”
“Kris, I get it. To tell you the truth, I am not sure you coming clean to the world would help at this point. I’d still be seen as a husband stealer and the fag that turned you gay. It is my own damn fault because I know better than to screw with married men. Look, I saw the pictures from the VMAs. You and your wife look great together and seem happy. I will keep your secret free of charge.”
“What about us?”
“Us? There is no us. Don’t be a schmuck. I am being more than generous but even I am not that forgiving. Goodbye, Kris.”
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Adam could not believe what a bitch Kris’ publicist was. No wonder he was such a coward about ruining his image. Adam grabbed a beer from his fridge and turned on the T.V. He saw his face plastered on most of the channels. They had obtained pictures from his facebook and myspace which were provocative. At this point, Adam was getting desensitized to the situation and not all that embarrassed. He was who he was and if the world decided to hate him so be it. He was done wallowing in self pity and wanted to come up with an action plan. He needed to get a good night sleep and think on a clear head.
He woke up the next day to someone banging on his door. He answered it and saw Brad standing on his doorstep carrying a bag of Krispy Cremes.
“I figured you would want to binge eat and hate yourself more.”
Adam laughed and hugged Brad, “Actually I am feeling better. You know I got out of entertainment because I was tired of rejection but now that the worst has happened I feel like I have nothing to lose so I want to get back into it.”
“Good, because I think you could probably sell your story to some tabloids and get a gig on a reality TV show. I mean your way too gay for Survivor but if you eat enough donuts we can try and get you on The Biggest Loser…”
“I was thinking more along the lines of putting a band together or doing more club shows. Maybe I should rehire my agent.”
“Your agent sucked. You need to capitalize on your fame. You could have a show where every week you seduce a new straight guy and become America’s favorite queen and the first episode can be Kris Allen.”
“Funny. Seriously, Brad, you cannot tell anyone what really happened. Please, I know what he did to me was mean but I don’t want to hurt the guy or destroy his marriage.”
Brad looked at Adam and shook his head, “You fucking idiot, you still like the guy. He threw you to the wolves, Adam and lied to make himself look good. He made you lose your job and become the latest water cooler joke. How could you still like him? It is downright embarrassing. That would be as bad as you taking me back. But if you are going to stoop that low, I’m down for a courtesy fuck.”
“Shut up, Brad. I don’t like him but I don’t hate him. And for the record, I don’t think I could ever be pathetic enough to take you back.”
Brad feigned being wounded, “That hurts. Still, why do you think you owe this guy anything?”
“Nothing good comes from spreading negativity. I’m not into that and I’d rather focus on getting my life on track rather than pulling someone else down. Maybe, you were right about this being a blessing in disguise.”
“I am always right but don’t get too carried away with that half full shit. You are still public enemy number one and a sexual deviant to most of America. Do you want to stay at my place until the paparazzi get bored?”
“Yes. Thanks, Brad. You are a good friend.”
“Can I have benefits?”
Adam laughed, “No. Help me pack.”
They battled the paparazzi but lost them before they got to Brad’s apartment. Adam relaxed and was reading the LA weekly on the couch. His cell went off and Brad answered it. Brad was being Brad so Adam just grabbed the phone and was shocked to hear Kris Allen’s southern twang. For all his positive talk he felt the anger rising and could not resist lashing out. He was even more shocked when he heard himself agree to meet with Kris. Brad was furious and warned Adam it was a set up. Adam just felt numb but needed some kind of closure.
Adam waited and ignored Brad being bitchy. He wasn’t sure what Kris wanted and why he would take a chance seeing him. Brad seemed to think Kris was nervous Adam would spill about his getting a blow job. Kris came in and Adam was annoyed that the first thing he noted was how good looking Kris was in person. The last thing Adam needed to do was think with his cock. Focus! Never one to beat around the bush, Adam asked him straight up if he came to keep him quiet. Adam was listening to the expected apologies but then stiffened. Did he just treat me like a whore, yet again? Maybe Brad was right and he was just a douche bag.
“I’m sorry did you just offer me money again? What is a ruined life worth to you? Ten, fifteen dollars? Or did you think maybe since I lost my job I would be more open to being a whore?”
Adam was furious and Kris was fanning the flames. Adam watched as Kris’ demeanor changed and the guy really seemed pathetic and remorseful. Adam was terrible at holding grudges and found himself cutting Kris slack. Part of him really did understand that not everyone understood their own preferences and the guy was married. Adam gave him a break and decided to take the high road. Adam’s anger had subsided until…Us? Did he really go there? He is not a douche he is a retard.
“Us? There is no us. Don’t be a schmuck. I am being more than generous to you but even I am not that forgiving. Goodbye, Kris.”
Kris looked down. “Katy and I were separated and planning on getting divorced. I wasn’t just trying to have a fling behind her back.”
Well that was interesting. Focus! “Well, you look like you are together now.”
“Gina recommended we hold off a few months because of the scandal. Katy and I are best friends so she agreed to pretend we were still together.”
“Best friends? Did you tell her the truth?”
Kris looked down, “No, I didn’t want to hurt her.”
“So along with being a shitty husband and a crappy fling, you are a lousy friend. You should go into acting because you have fooled America into believing you are a nice guy and clearly you are not.”
Kris looked crestfallen and Adam was glad, “You are right, I am not a nice guy and not very honest. Are you sure there is nothing I can do for you?”
Adam laughed, “What could you possibly do for me?”
Kris looked at Adam suggestively, “I could make you feel good.”
Adam should beat the shit out of Kris Allen. Adam should throw Kris Allen out on his ass. Adam should tell his cock to settle down. A horny Adam was a bad Adam and this was going to be a catastrophic error.
“Really? How good?”
~~~End Part 6~~~