Tommy's POV:
Adam and I were talking about what we liked while he was driving. He really loved QUEEN and now he knew I liked Metallica. His favorite color was like a green military color and mine was black. Adam stopped the car and I saw we stopped in front of a diner.
"My Mom would take me and brother here when we were little." Said Adam. "She said this place is nice when you want to share it with someone special." I looked at Adam. "Now I want to share it with someone special too. And that special someone is you." I smiled and Adam pulled me towards him for a kiss. I closed my eyes as I kissed him back.
"I love you so much." I whispered.
"Me too." He replied and we slowly pulled back. "Let's go." I nodded as Adam turned off the car and we got off the car. Adam came over to me and wrapped an arm around my waist. We entered the diner and I felt some people looking at us. Some people looked at us with looks of "aww so cute", others who read "go rot in Hell faggots" and others just didn't even pay attention. I whimpered a little and we sat down at a table with leather seats. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." I said. "Its just...some people are giving us dirty looks." Adam shook his head.
"Let them think whatever they want." He replied and kissed the top of my hand. I smiled and a woman gave Adam and I menus. Everything looked so good in here. I decided to order pancakes with ice cream and strawberries and to drink some hot chocolate with whipped cream.
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After ordering, Adam and I were talking about when we were little. I didn't wanted to eat. Adam would be disappointed. Adam was really weird when he was little. I couldn't believe Adam was here with me. He really liked me. While Adam was talking, I felt my lungs closing. I didn't feel well.
"I'm going to the bathroom." I said. Adam nodded and I quickly walked to the bathroom. I gripped the sink and breathed in deeply. I was seeing double. My legs felt like jelly.
"Tommy?" Said a voice.
Adam's POV:
"Tommy?" I said, but gasped when I saw Tommy unable to stand. He almost fell, but I caught him in my arms. "Are you okay?" He shook his head.
"I-I...c-can't...breathe..." he breathed out. "I-I...have pills...in...my ja...cket..."
"You have pills in your jacket?" I asked and Tommy nodded. I put my hand on his pocket, but only found his phone and keys. I smiled when I felt a bottle in my hand. I took it out of his pocket and opened the bottle. "Hold on. I'll get you a bottle of water okay?"
"O-Okay." He whispered. "Pl-Please hurry..."
"I will." I said and raced out of the bathroom. I asked a lady for water and she handed it to me. I smiled, thanked her and ran back to the bathroom. Tommy was getting pale. "Here." I took out a pill and he swallowed it, then drank from the water. "Want to go home?"
"Yeah." He whispered as a few tears slipped down his cheeks. His body shook slightly.
"Its okay." I whispered. "I'm here."
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"There's nothing to be sorry about." I said as I helped him sit up. Tommy covered his mouth and went inside one of the stalls. I opened it and found him kneeling in front of the toilet as he threw up. His body shook as he was emptying his stomach. I knelt next to him as his fringe got to his face. Tommy cried as he threw up. I hated seeing my Kitten in pain. Soothingly I rubbed his back and pulled his hair out of his face. Tommy coughed.
"A-Adam!" He yelped.
"I'm here Glitterbaby." I whispered and kissed his cheek. Tommy flushed the toilet and went to the sink to clean his mouth. I grabbed a few paper towels, wet them and wiped away his makeup. "Better?"
"Mhm." He hummed and I smiled.
"Want to go home?" I asked.
"Yes, please." He said. I smiled and we got out of the bathroom. I paid for everything and we got inside my car. Tommy looked out the window. I turned on the car and started driving.

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Close To You (Adommy)
RomanceLife when you're young is amazing! You get to live it the way you want to and no one tells you what to do. When you think of a happy life like that, you think nothing going wrong with you as in sicknesses. Well, life isn't like that for seventeen ye...