Underneath (An Adam Lambert Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 1: The mall

     "Let's go!" I yelled at Reese to get out the door. She was always the last one out. Anna was waiting in the car. She was driving. We all wanted to go have a girls day out and go to the mall. 

     "I'm here, I'm here!" Reese said to me.

     "About time!" I said to her.

     We got in the car and it was only a 30 minute drive to the mall. I took the front seat next to Anna and Reese took the back.

     "Okay, when we get there the first place i'm going is Hottopic." I said

     "Blehh." Reese said.

     Hot topic was not her kind of store. It was mine though. It was how I dressed. Show shirts, skinny jeans, and Vans. I was wearing my 'Falling In Reverse' shirt today with black skinny jeans, and my neon green Vans. Anna was the girly kind of style. She was wear this floral print see through top and a red under shirt. Anna was as small and skinny as a stick. Reese was more of the simple kind of dressing style. She just wore jean shorts, a t-shirt, and her favorite shoes, her Auburn colored Zig's. When we got there actually the first place we went was starbucks. We all wanted some coffee. I got a chocolate and coffee milkshake with whipped cream on top, Anna got just regular coffee with a peppermint mix, and Reese got a Mocha Frape, her favorite thing.

    After we were done we were going to walk around the mall. I wanted to go to Hot topic, Reese wanted to go to FYE, and Anna wanted to go to Forever 21. When I was walking I got almost knocked down by a mob of screaming fangirls. 

     "Woah, are you okay Maddi?" Anna said.

    "I'm alright. I'm just sick of those damn fangirls! That's what I don't like about the Atlanta area, too many stars." I said.

     "I wonder who it is this time." Reese said very blandly.

     "Who ever the hell it is is causing a crazy mob of girls." Anna said.

     We decided to go closer to investigate who it is. That's when I saw a whole lot of people in line waiting to get an autograph. They were all screaming...

     "Adam Lambert! Adam Lambert!"

     "Adam Lambert? Isn't he that guy who used to be gay or something?" I said.

     "Yeah I think so." Said Anna. 

     "Whatever lets move on. To Hottopic!" I said.

     When we got there neither Reese or Anna wanted to go in. 

     "Whatever your loss." I said to them.

     I walked in and heard the heavy metal music playing and the smell of leather and perfume. I was looking at sizes to widen my gauges. I picked out some. I didn't want my gauges that big, just about the size of a penny. Right now they are about the size of the send of an eraser. I walked over to look for a 'Pierce The Veil' shirt. I was walking looking down when this weird guy in a hat with his face covered and dressed in all black. He bumped me and knock me down.

     "Hey! Bro, watch where the hell you're going." I said coldly.

     "I'm so sorry." He said as he helped me up. I recognized that voice but I didn't know who.

     When I stood of his hat fell off and I saw it was that singer, Adam Lambert. Luckily no crazed fan was in the store. 

     "Woah. You're that singer right? Adam Lambert?" I asked.

     "I sure am. What's your name?" He asked.

     "I'm Maddilyne. Call me Maddi." I smiled a little. 

     "Nice. I'm sorry for staring but, I love your style. Gauges and all. You look amazing!" Adam said.

     "Um, thank you." I said.

     I couldn't help but noticing, this man is beautiful. The way his voice sounded made me love his voice, and I wonder what he sang like, because I don't listen to his kind of music. And his eyes, They were beautiful. They were greenish blue. Hazel I guess you could say. 

     "Something wrong?" He said as his voiced snapped me back to reality.

     "Oh. I'm sorry, no." I said when I found out I was just starring and getting lost in his eyes.

     "I really like you. How can we talk again?" 

     "I don't know." I said getting nervous.

     "Hmmm, well here." I felt his hand quickly enter and leave my pocket leaving a piece of paper in there.

     He put his hat on, and walked out. I went over to the counter to pay in a daze. Did he just put his number in my pocket? No way. That can't be true. I payed the cashier and walked out. I took a deep breath, pulled out the piece of paper, and sure enough it had his number on it and it said 'Adam Lambert :)' I quickly put it back and sat down. I thought to myself, do I really have Adam Lambert's number? Do I call him at all? I don't know if I can. I'm very scared right now, and I don't know why.