Adommy Fanfic: Can't help falling for you 6/?
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Chapter six
He wakes up when his phone goes off. He realizes that he is alone and sleeping on his couch. It’s almost dark. There is just a small flare of light from the lamp behind his TV. He takes a look on his phone. It’s about 4 o’clock in the morning. He can’t open his eyes enough to be able to read the text he has got. So he sits up and looks around. He is scratching over his skalp, trying to remember why he is on his couch. Then he sees two glasses on the table. He smiles a little.
Yeah, Tommy was here. But why is he gone? And when?
Adam looks around. But before he can start to worry, he sees the note on the table. He takes it and tries to read it. It’s hard because his eyes don’t want to open completely. He shakes his head and blinks a few times. Then he can see.
“Adam! I had to go, but you are sleeping anyway. Call me when you need to talk. I think we will see us the next days! Tommy.”
Adams leans back in the couch and throws the note away. Somehow he is really sad that he had to wake up alone. Maybe he was hoping it would be like it was on tour when they all fell asleep in front of the TV. Tommy in his arms. He sighs. He really should stop thinking like that.
He closes his eyes for a moment. Then he gets up and walks towards his bedroom. He strips out of his clothes and then he reminds himself that he woke up because of a message he has got on his phone. So he walks naked back to his living room to get his phone. He is smiling while he is reading the text. Sauli must have forgotten that in LA is early morning when he texted. Adam opens the message:
“Hey! Wonna see me today? I am in San Francisco for two days to do a job here. Do you have time to come over? I really need to see you. Sorry when I woke you up, couldn’t wait.”
What? Sauli is here? We are at the same time in the same time zone? Amazing!
Adam is laughing while he is dailing Saulis number. “I was afraid, you wouldn’t call me anymore.” Adam is laughing at this. “No, it took me some time to wake up, sorry! Wow, why didn’t you tell me earlier, you will be here?” “I had to act on impulse. They called me yesterday afternoon and then I had to pack some stuff and catch the flight. And here I am.” Sauli paused, waiting. The silence was awkward. “Adam?” And Adam realizes then that Sauli wants to know if they can see each other. “Sorry, I was kind of amazed that you are only an hour away from me. When do you have time?” “I have some stuff to do until noon and then tomorrow in the evening. I will flight tomorrow night back. Can you get there today in the afternoon? And stay until tomorrow?” Sauli sounds nervous. Adam smiles in the phone. “Yeah, I can be there. Text me the adress. I will try to get a flight. I am so happy you are here!” “Me too. See you in a few hours, babe!” “Can’t wait.” Adam ends the call and lets himself fall on his bed. When he realizes that he was talking with Sauli while he was naked it’s kind of embarrassing for a moment. He shakes his head and then he is calling the airport to get a flight. Once everything is managed, he sets the alarm and falls asleep.
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Tommy takes another drink. He had already too much to feel good. Now he is just drunk. And alone. He is in a bar where he was a few times before. And he is talking to Jack, Jack Daniels. Since hours. And now he is on a point he knows he should stop. And he takes the last sip and gets up.
When he turns around he meets amazing blue eyes and he shrugs. But then he sees that it isn’t Adam, it’s a girl. A really beautiful one. With nice blue eyes, black hair and with a beautiful smile on her face. “Hi! You are Tommy Joe, arent’ you? We met after a concert in summer. But I don’t think you remember.” He doesn’t, but he smiles. “Do you want to drink something with me, Tommy Joe?” Her voice is dripping sex. And he likes it. Somehow. And he nods and sits back on the barstool. And she sits next to him and he orders drinks for them. And she is really beautiful and they talk. He doesn’t even know her name, maybe she said it, but he is too drunk to care.
And then they leave the bar together. And Tommy is in the flirtmood. And maybe he could have some fun today. Just like this. And when they step outside, she takes his hand. And it’s nice. And then somehow they are standing behind the bar. And she is leaning against the wall and Tommy in front of her. And she is stroking over his face. And then they kiss. And this is a kiss that is a promise. A promise of sex without any regrets, without obligations, without heartbreak. Like an already forgiven sin. Right in front of him.
And Tommy is willing to give in and let go. And they are making out in the alley behind the bar. And she is breathing his name in his ear. And Tommy looks in her eyes and they kiss again. And it’s hot and he let his hands wander over her body. Her body is soft and she is pulling him closer. And her hands are on his back, under his t-shirt and he is moaning in her mouth. And her hands are then on his jeans, trying to open the buttons and Tommy freaks out. He grabs her hand and looks in her eyes. “Stop, I can’t do this.” He is breathing hard. “Ok, we can take a cab and get to my place.” She is pure temptation. And he could slap himself right now. “No, I can’t. I can’t. I’m sorry.” She looks at him with a slight anger in her eyes. She pulls away, her arms crossed in front of her chest. “What the fuck, Tommy Joe?” He sighs. “Sorry, but I am not like that. I don’t know why I did let it get this far. I’m sorry.” She just walks away. “Fuck you, Tommy Joe!”
And he is standing there, trembling and feeling stupid.
I am sorry, but you are not Adam. And I can’t pretend that I want you, when the only one I truely want is him.
He feels awful and sorry. Hopefuly that girl won’t tweet about how stupid he was. Because this was stupid at all. And he is missing Adam and he is wishing he did stay.
He steps back to the street. First he wants to call a cab, but then he decides to walk a few minutes. And the cool air is washing over him. And he feels like his eyes were burning and a single tear is running down his cheek. And then he waves to get a cab and to get home. And he is exhausted and sad and lost. And when he arrives in his place, he can’t stop himself from crying. Because he is drunk and he is alone and his heart is broken. And this is fucking hurting him right now. And he falls on his bed and sobs in his pillow.
I don’t know how I will survive this.