Outlaws Of Love (Adommy Love Story)

Twenty-Three

*Tommy's POV*

-Friday after school-

I stopped at Adam's locker with him before we went down to the theater. We were going to help set up for "Romeo and Juliet", since we are a part of drama. Plus, we wanted to get there early and meet the cast. And I think Rose's cousin, Allyson, I think, is going to be there. All I can say is if she's anything like Rose, we will be in for a trip. Two sarcastic, hyper, bossy chicks? Madness.

There was no one in the halls, so Adam hooked our arms together as we walked through the high school. A smiled spread across my face and I leaned into him.

We soon reached the auditorium. Cast members were bustling around, making last minute changes and setting up props. We unhooked our arms and went backstage to look for Rose and Allyson. As I was glancing around, I saw Hanna for a second. She looked back at me with wide eyes then turned away. I don't even want to know what happened after we left The Café. Whatever it was, it seemed to shake her up in the least.

Adam tugged on my shirt sleeve. "Hey, I think I see Rose over there," he said.

I nodded and we started towards her. As we got closer, we realized that her hair wasn't black like Rose's, but instead was a multitude of shades of browns and blondes. It was in a loose side pony-tail. She was wearing a light yellow shirt that was hanging off of her shoulders, along with blue flare jeans.

She must have heard us coming. She turned around. Her deep green eyes were rounded in eyeliner and had a bit of eye shadow around them; short, thick eyelashes graced them.

She looks so familiar! Like I've seen her before, but I can't quite put my finger on it...

A smile pulled at her lips as she looked at us. "You must be Adam and Tommy!" she exclaimed. Weird.

"Yeah, we are," I laughed a bit. "Who are you?" I tried my best not to sound rude.

"Oh! Sorry, you must think I'm a stalker or something," she joked. "I am Allyson, Rose's cousin." Okay, now this makes more sense, but there's still the question of her looking so familiar.

"Nice to meet you!" Adam piped in and pulled her into a tight hug. Allyson blushed faintly and turned to me.

I shook her hand. "I'm Tommy, and that would be Adam."

"I figured. Rose talks about you guys all the time! Especially you, Mr. Adam." Adam shrugged with a smirk.

She is SO related to Rose...

Speak of the devil...

"Hey guys!" Rose's high voice came in.

 She hit me in the arm, causing me to drop my bag. "Oh, sorry, Tommy," She said and started to bend down next to me to pick up the spilled contents, just a few papers and my art folder.

 The folder was open and face down. I picked it up and stood straight again. I looked down at the art project that I had just finished.

Holy shit.

Green eyes, brown hair, loose pony tail, thick eyelashes... It was her! I drew Allyson!

I was staring at it wide eyed with my jaw slightly slacked. I finally just started switching glances between my paper and Allyson. Rose gave me a weird look.

"What are you-" she looked over my shoulder at the picture. "Whoa," she whispered. "Is that... Allyson?" she stammered.

I was at a loss for words, and all I could do is nod my head once. Allyson just looked at the both of us, completely lost.

"What are you guys talking about?" she asked and grabbed the paper from Rose's hands. Her eyes got wide with... love, confusion, and fear. Just like that picture! I swear, this is some freaky shit. It's like I saw the future!

"Why did you...? When? How...?" mumbled.

Adam, still not knowing what was going on, stepped in. "It was a thing for art we had to do. He just made the girl out of his head."

"Amazing," she commented with a small smile. "May I keep it?"

How could I say no? She was cute and the look in her eyes was so filled with inspiration. I nodded and smiled. I watched her look at it carefully. It made me happy that someone thought it was that good. But I still can't get over how much it looks like her...

"Hey, guys."

That voice.

I froze up.

"Hey!" Rose said. "Guys, this is 'Romeo'."

It can't be.

"His name is Charlie."

No. Please no.

I tried to force myself not to, but I looked at him.

Adam grabbed my arm, seeming just as scared as I was.

That evil, malicious grin that haunted my memories was plastered across his face, and his burning amber eyes were staring me down and piercing through my skin.

My stomach dropped. His voice, dripping with acid, paralyzed me. "Well, aren't you two a cute couple."