So, much to my dismay, I have been staying with Adam for about a month or so now. And every time I talked to Vince about getting another hotel, he just blows me off. I eventually just gave up asking him. Adam has a pretty big house and generally stays pretty busy. But when he's not busy he follows me around like a lost puppy. I cherish the days he has things to do.
Vince and I's vacation is about over sadly, he wants to stay here in Los Angeles for a while longer, says business is better here. And boy do I believe him, I've had over thirty calls since the photo shoot I did with Adam came out. Vince eventually had his phone turned off he was so annoyed at repeating we were on a break to everyone.
I was just walking downstairs in my shorts and tank top, phone in hand with my earbuds in when I was picked up by waist, spun around, and laid down on the living room couch.
"Make me a sandwhich, woman." Adam smiled over top of me, he started laughing.
I gave him a confused look, "I don't get it."
He stopped laughing. "Well, you know, like women in the kitchen jokes? So.. sandwhich- kitchen- you know?" He looked almost uncomfortable.
I cocked and eyebrow at him, "So you're incapable of making your own sand which?"I scoffed.
He got a defensive look on his face, "No! I can make a sand which perfectly fine." His brows furrowed.
I smirked and put my hands on his chest, running them up and down as he stared intently at me. "Good. Then make me one too."
With that I shoved him off me and onto the floor, he landed with an oomph and shot me a half glare. I shook my head and half laughed. "Singers."
"Models." He returned.
I walked over to Vince, who I was unaware was present. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead.
"I was about to hand his ass to him for saying that to you," he glared at Adam, but smiled when he looked back to me, "but you did that perfectly yourself."
I kissed him on the cheek, "I was taught by the best."
He puffed up his chest, "I am the best, aren't I?"
I shoved him away and rolled my eyes.
Vince wound up going out that night, so it ended up being Adam and I in the game room at 10:30 at night, drinking and talking about everything.
"You are such an idiot, why on earth would you want to be an orc? They are so ugly and don't even have an cool perks." I scoffed, we were currently arguing over my favorite video game.
"Oh and a giant human cat is soo amazing?" He gave me a pointed look.
"Khajits are bad ass! Not that I would expect someone like you to understand."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He looked at me un impressed.
I got a serious look on my face, "You mean, no one told you?" I asked, just above a whisper.
"What? What are you talking about?" He started looking worried.
I looked around as I got up and shut the door.
I sat next to Adam on the couch, taking a deep breath. He looked worried and on edge. I put one of my hands on his shoulder, after another breath I spoke.
"You're a noob."
I couldn't hold back my laughter after the look on Adam's clearly pissed off face.
"And here I thought you were going to be genuine for once!"
"I know! It's great!" I laughed.
"I'll give you a reason to laugh." He grumbled, lunging for me.
Before I could react we were rolling onto the floor, he landed on top of me and pinned me down. He began to tickle me in places he learned where my weak spots were. He was laughing above me deviously and I was laughing out of pure agony.
"Stop or- or- I'll- pee!" I managed in between laughs.
He got up from on top of me, helping me up with the tug of one hand. I glared at him and dusted myself off. I was opening my mouth to tell him off when my phone started ringing from my room. I ran and picked it up just in time. I smiled at the name on my phone as I put it to my ear.
"Hello handsome."
"Hi beautiful. What are you up to?" Justin asked me.
"Just got out of a torture grip, it's all good though. How about you, my love?"
"Just here. Allll aloooone." I could practically hear the pout behind his words.
I smiled and laughed,"Would you like to do something this fine night?"
"I thought you'd never ask. I'll pick you up okay? Just text me when you're ready, sweet heart."
"Aye aye captain."
"Bye, baby."
"Bye, bye."
I hung up and went back into the game room where Adam was passed out on the couch. I let out a small chuckle and walked over to him. Carefully, I took off his shoes and threw a blanket over him. As I walked out I turned out the light, taking one last look at his snoring figure I held back a laugh.
"I am glad I don't have to sleep next to that bear every night."
Next chapter will focus more on Justin and Mimi! I know yo guys probably don't ship it, but bare with me here! Not edited, sorry about mistakes. I'll edit it later and I will post a longer chappy next time too! Xxoo
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Sorry, I Don't Date Singers.
FanfictionAdam Levine is gorgeous. Sexiest man alive. He's used to girls, even boys, throwing themselves at him. But when he sees the one he needs, all she says is "Sorry, I don't date singers." How will he get the one he wants when the tables are turned and...