Adam's Glamily (Adam Lambert Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR:

*Ellie's P.O.V*

"ELLLLLIIIIIEEEEEE" My eyes fluttered open and I saw Amber standing by the side of my bed, yelling at me with a grin on her face. "Whatttt?" I groaned. I hate mornings.

"Adam made pancakes!!" She shouted and skipped downstairs to the kitchen.

I pulled away my covers reluctantly and swung my feet over the side of the bed. Walking out of mine and Ellie's room, I trudged downstairs in my pajamas. I don't mean to be such a grump, I just really hate waking up in the mornings.

"There you are, sleepyhead!" Adam said cheerfully and put his arm around my shoulder. "Here I am" I replied with a small grin. He's always so cheerful and happy. I love Adam. "I made pancakes, they're on the counter." I nodded up at him and slipped under his arm, making my way to the counter to get food. "Somebody's grumpy today." I looked up and saw my best friend, Amber, smirking at me. "Somebody's grumpy today" I said in a teasing voice, mocking her. She just laughed, and I followed her to the table to eat. "Hey, Adam said we aren't doing anything today, we've got the whole day to ourselves. What do you wanna do?" She asked me, eagerly. "I don't know, why don't we watch a movie or bike around or something?" I replied to her overly-excited comment. "MOVIE DAYYYY" Amber shouted loudly, catching Adam's attention. "Movie day, hm? Let's do it!" Adam said smiling.

*Later that night*

We watched like five movies, they were all pretty good. It was almost ten o'clock now, and I was ready for bed. Clutching my phone off of my nightstand, I made my way over to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I unlocked my phone, and logged onto twitter. The first thing I see, is a photo of me and some guy I met yesterday at the mall. I don't even know his name, and everyone was bashing me for it. We only talked for a few minutes. "What a slut. Ew. @elliewebber" "Hahaha, poor Adam, has to live with that bitch. @elliewebber" Usually I was used to this stuff, and it didn't bother me. But for some reason, today, it really got under my skin. I know I promised Amber I would stop...but... I just..had to. I grabbed my silver blade, hidden in my sock drawer. Locking the bathroom door behind me, I started to make slits. It was almost comforting to me, seeing the blood drip down my wrist again. I missed it. Like a sick, twisted release. Completely spacing the fact that my shirt was white, and quite frankly, not caring, I walked out of the bathroom to find Amber looking down at my arm in disappointment. "Ellie..you promised.." Shit. "Amber...I-I.." I stared at her. "Come here.." She said comfortingly, guiding me into the bathroom where she got out her firstaid kid, bandaging the deep red wounds. Then I heard footsteps coming up there stairs, and I knew it was Adam.

"Shit!! Amber go distract him!" She glared at me, with a hint of sympathy in her expression. "You're going to have to tell him someday, Ellie." She said. "Not today, Amber." She rolled her eyes and ran out in the hallway to say goodnight to Adam while I frantically finished bandaging the cuts and threw a sweatshirt over my red-stanied white shirt. I flushed the toilet quick so Adam would think I was just using the bathroom. Then I ran out after Amber to give Adam a hug and say goodnight.