Someone Like Adam

40. Adaline

I took some steps backwards as I watched him make his way towards me through the crowd. My legs turned to jelly and I looked around to find a place to hide. But unfortunately, the only free seats around here were the one besides shady, gangster-y looking guys, with ugly scars and weird clothes.

When he finally reached me, he cast a glance at me so furious that I felt shivers straight down my spine.

"Ad-" My words got caught in my throat when he walked past me and tugged me along, gripping my wrist with his hands tightly.

I looked around, people watching me while he moved briskly and I struggled to keep my pace with it. We passed through sweaty bodies, finally stopping when we reached a room. Pulling me along, he shut the door behind me and pinned me to a wall, his body pressing into me.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice filled with anger and irritation.

"I.. I thought you were hurt." I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"So what?" he spat, his jaw still clenched and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Adam's Adam Apple!

Funny!

No Alicia! Stay focused.

"I-" I tried to form a sentence but his angry glare rendered me unable to speak.

"Adam!" I muttered finally, feeling scared of his demeanor. "You are scaring me."

His eyes softened after hearing my words and he pulled apart, letting out an aggravated sigh and running his fingers through his locks. It was kind of his signature move, whenever he was angry at me, he would do this to calm himself.

"You shouldn't have done this. You have no idea how dangerous this place is!" he whispered, resting his arm at my side and looking down at me from his tall height.

"Then why are you here?" I asked, pulling my hand out and without thinking about all the possible consequences of my action, gently cupped his chin.

For a moment, his eyes showed his inner vulnerability and to hide it, he leaned down and rested his face in the crook of my neck, gently nuzzling his nose over my sensitive skin.

"You don't know me Ali!" he whispered, his voice laced with exhaustion. "You should stay away from me."

I felt like crying after hearing the desperation in his voice. It sounded like a part of him wanted to push me away while the other part wanted to beg me not to leave him alone.

"It's not possible Adam. Staying away from you is not an option." I said, bringing my hand to his hair and massaging his scalp gently.

We stayed like this for a moment. The only thing that could be heard in the small room was the sound of our harsh breaths. Few minutes had passed when he pulled apart. "Come on. Let's get out of here." he proposed.

Nodding, I grasped his hand and he led me to the outside. Nobody in our way dared to say anything despite the curiosity in their eyes, which meant Adam was quite popular among these people.

I didn't know whether I should be proud of him and afraid for him. Or both?

When we finally exited the narrow street, I unlocked my car and slid inside it and Adam settled himself on the passenger seat. His own bike was nowhere to be seen which meant he didn't bring it with him.

Starting the engine, I drove the car past a couple who was one stage away from practically humping in the street. My heartbeat finally slowed down when we were finally out of that area into the more crowded one.