Not Falling Apart

Chapter 13

Blake's POV

By the time they made it to Adam's it was nearly 9:00. Blake had intentions of just dropping Adam off, making sure he didn't need anything, then going home, but he ended up staying for a while. It was just so nice to have Adam out of that hospital and looking more like his old self that Blake couldn't resist being with him. They were sitting in the living room, laughing, when Blake felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. A call from Miranda. Shit. It was now 11:00. They were having so much fun that he had lost track of time. He needed to get home.

"I'm gonna have to get out of here. Got to get home to the wife." Blake said as he stood up.

"Are you sure you have to go?"

"Yeah, I better. But if you need anything, call me."

"I will. Maybe we can hang out this weekend?"

"Yeah, I'd like that."

Adam followed him to door. "Thanks again, so much, for everything."

"You're welcome."

They hugged, then Blake left. Adam was left standing alone in the doorway as he watched Blake drive off.

***

Goddamit, he didn't want to leave. Finally, they could have had another fun night together, probably even better this time because Adam was feeling better. Oh well, he told himself. He would get to see him again.

He made it home and unlocked the front door. He saw Miranda sitting on the couch, watching something on T.V. She spoke after he closed the door.

"Where were you tonight?" She didn't turn to look at him, a sure sign she was mad.

"I brought Adam home and we talked for a little while. Why?"

"Seems you two have been doing more than just 'talking' these days."

"What are you talkin' about?"

She whipped around. "You know damn well what I'm talking about Blake. This whole week you've spent more time with him than me. I'm your wife, he's just your friend. There's a whole hospital full of people very capable of taking care of him."

The part that stung the most was when she said he was just his friend.

She continued. "You know how I hate to be ignored. Ever since I came back from touring it's been like this. 'Adam this, Adam that, Adam needs me.' You know what? He's not that important. He doesn't need you. I need you. Home, with me."

It was true. He had been spending a lot of time with Adam. And he sure the late nights of coming home didn't look good. But it was something he needed to do. Something he wanted to do, and that was be with Adam.

"It makes me wonder if you were even with Adam all those nights."

"What?! Do you think I'm cheating on you?"

She sighed. "Not really, but how come you're so comfortable spending all that time with him, and then when you do come home, I'm already asleep, and the cycle repeats the next day! What has gotten into you?"

"Look Miranda, I've told you, Adam's sick and..."

"I don't want to hear it! I don't want you visiting him anymore."

Blake opened his mouth to say something, but shut it and turned back for the door. He grabbed his keys as he went. He heard Miranda yell as he slammed the door.

***

Maybe he had made the wrong decision by leaving, but he couldn't stand hearing her talk about Adam like that. Saying that he wasn't important and that he didn't deserve his time. She was being selfish. But was he too? He started out with Adam's best interest in mind, just wanting to help his friend in any way he could. But it turned into something more. Maybe he was being selfish. But he couldn't help it. He had to be with Adam. Now. He had to find out if the feelings were mutual.

Adam's POV

Adam heard a knock on his door. He went to open it and saw Blake.

He was confused. "Uh, hey, come in."

Blake pushed past him and went into the living room. Adam followed.

"Did something happen at home?"

"Miranda and I got into a fight."

Adam gulped. He had a feeling what it was about. Miranda probably noticed that Blake was spending a lot of time out of the house, with him. Blake was here to tell him that they couldn't hang out anymore.

Blake continued. "She was mad that I've been spending so much time with you. She wants me to be home with her more."

Adam couldn't disagree. She was his wife, after all. And he was getting in the way of that.

"Blake, I-I'm sorry. You don't deserve this. I'm so grateful for all that you've done for me, but she's right. You should be home with her, not here with me."

What Blake said surprised him. "No, Adam, she's wrong."

Blake's POV

Adam looked confused, so Blake continued. "Ever since I found out you were sick, I wanted desperately in some way to help you. I couldn't stand to see you hurting and upset. I don't regret spending time with you. I've realized that I want to be with you." Screw what Miranda thinks. He said it. Well, most of it anyway. He was still holding back a little, to see if Adam felt the same way. He was sure he did, but he wanted Adam to say it.

Adam's POV

Did Blake just tell me that...he wants to be with me? But what did he mean by it? Just now, while I'm sick? Or, forever?

He noticed Blake looking at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Blake, I-I..."

Blake stepped closer. "Adam, I need to know if ya feel the same way."

Adam thought back to when they first met, and how they instantly hit it off. He thought of all the jokes they exchanged, and all the times they laughed together and gave each other a hard time. Then he thought of the past few days, and how he truly enjoyed every minute he spent with Blake. How he didn't want Blake to leave when he visited him, how he was so lonely with Blake not there. How he just wanted more of Blake. He really, really liked Blake. He hadn't been sure if Blake felt the same way, but here he was, in Adam's living room, telling him that he had feelings for him.

Before Adam could respond, Blake grabbed him and kissed him on the lips. It was long and passionate, and Adam melted into Blake's big, strong body. When they pulled apart, they looked into each other's eyes.

Adam was weak. "Yes Blake, I do."

Then made their way to the bedroom.