Black Glitter *Completed*

Never Forget That

"Her hand in his, he became her tomorrows." ~Atticus

The next day dawned much too quickly. I'd spent the night beside Adam, watching our favorite shows and talking until he drifted off, nearly mid-sentence. I didn't fall asleep for another while and simply lay there, tracing his tattoos and playing with his hair. He woke up a few times and mumbled something, whining like a puppy when I would remove my hand from his skin.

Eventually I did sleep but it was restless and light.

When my alarm went off I blinked and moaned. I just wanted to stay here, curled up beside Adam's warm body forever. To keep him safe and loved. But I also had a job to do and for his sake I would do it to the best of my abilities, even if missing him broke my heart more and more each time.

I slipped out of bed and tiptoed into the bathroom to get ready. By the time my hair and makeup was finished Adam was awake, seeming much more alert than he had been in the past few days, though his eyes held sadness. I was still aching to talk to him about his confession, as well as ask him who Lauren was from his dream, but now wasn't the time.

"Baby," he said with a smile. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks, Adam. And you look sleepy." I chuckled, leaning down to kiss him. He put his hand at the nape of my neck to deepen the kiss and I was quickly lost in it before remembering that I had to be going.

I pulled away but put my hands on either side of his face to look him deep in his beautiful blue eyes.

"I love you so much, Adam Lambert. Never forget that."

Adam ran his finger over the ring on my hand and he brushed his lips against my neck.

"Never. And you better always remember that I love you too, promise?"

"Cross my heart. Now, make sure you take it easy, alright? Please? I don't want to have to come home to find you in a wheel chair."

"Aww, but I wanted to race the old lady down the road!"

I snorted and ruffled his already messy hair. "Someday maybe. But let's not make it soon."

"Deal."

We stood there a moment, just looking in each other's eyes, committing every feature to memory, before I absolutely had to go.

Tears pricked my eyes but Adam brushed them away.

"Shh, baby doll, don't cry. We're gonna see other really soon, okay?"

"But not soon enough," I sniffled.

Adam cracked a sad smile. "Any second away from you is too long to be away, I agree. But you're doing something you love and something you're so incredibly talented at. Let that be the thing that keeps you there."

I nodded and we kissed one last time.

"Don't over do it."

"Are you sure you don't wane me coming to the airport with you?" He asked.

"Adam, you can barely stand and you only made yourself worse by insisting to walk up the stairs to get here instead of use the guest room downstairs."

"Well, we couldn't have my mother staying in my room now, could we? Some explaining would be needed if she decided to snoop..."

I rolled my eyes. "She could always have used my room-"

Adam smirked at me and winked. "I don't think so."