Untouch me. |Starring Adam Levine|

Part 7.

A/N: Hi everyone! I know that part 7 and 8 are a little boring, but I promise you that part 9 is worth the wait ;). I’m updating them all at once, so please read on!

The next days I thought a lot about the kiss. It made me feel weak on the inside and I felt little buzzes of stress in my stomach when I thought about Adam’s lips touching mine. I couldn’t help thinking about the incident all the time. I felt pathetic for doing so, but couldn’t contain myself from doing it anyway. Every time I thought about the moment Adam had kissed me, I also had to realize quickly after, that it didn’t matter if we had kissed or not. Even if Adam wanted to, we couldn’t do anything more. Adam would surely lose his job and his reputation would be ruined. I, on the other hand would be disqualified from The Voice, and that was also not something that was good for any of us.

I sighed deep as I stepped out of the shower. The shower was the place I used the most for overthinking. No need to say that I had spent more time in the shower this week than any other week before the kiss. I wrapped myself in a big pink towel and started to dry my hair with a smaller version. While I moved the towel in big movements, trying to calm my fast beating heart that was still going crazy over the memory of the kiss, I started to sing. By now I didn’t seem to have any problem to connect to the song and it started to sound better and better. This Wednesday I would be performing “The one that got away” on The Voice. The Knockout round was the last obstacle keeping me away from the live shows, and at this point I would give up anything to get there. Kate kept telling me everything would be fine, that I sounded great. What worried me though, was the fact that she mentioned Adam liking me more than the other people in his team, so I wouldn’t have to worry as much as I did.

This would have been a good thing, although not fair at all. I was afraid the kiss had made him feel uncomfortable, and that he would only want to get rid of me faster. On the other hand I would feel bad about it if he would let me go through to the live shows, if it was for him having a crush on me.

Thoughts kept spinning my mind and although I was afraid for what would happen Wednesday, I couldn’t wait for it to actually happen. I was done with worrying about what the kiss had meant to Adam, what I thought of it, what I should think of it and how this would affect my position on The Voice.

When I was done drying my hair and fully dressed, I went to the living room to mindlessly watch some TV. This was without taking Kate into account. She had a lot of tips for me that were meant very well, but only seemed to stress me out more. I had to cut her off after she told me to not think of Adam anymore, to not look at him, talk to him or even be in the same room as him. I remembered her of the fact that he was my coach, and that I wasn’t angry at him, just distracted by him. It would be impossible to ignore him like that and even rude.

I really had to get my stuff together.

Wednesday came up sooner than I expected and while I drove to the building where The Voice was being recorded, Kate kept talking to me to try to keep my mind off stressing too much. She had volunteered to come with me to support me while I sang. I was grateful, since my parents and family all lived in New York City, which was too far away to just fly here for my audition. It was too far to fly here for a lot of things, which often left me going to big events in my life on my own. I never complained though, since I chose to go to college in California and move here. Nobody forced me and it even made one of my biggest dreams come true. I loved living in sunny California, and went to Disney World way too much. Kate had been my best friend since we had been studying the same subject in college. We both majored in English and I absolutely loved everything that had anything to do with literature, poetry and just in generally anything that words are needed for.

We arrived at the parking lot and I took a deep breath after parking my Mini Cooper. Nerves had taken over my body a long time ago, and it didn’t look like they were going to leave before I had performed.