Cuckoo {Adam Lambert} ✔️

Chapter 17

{ So I went to the dentist today and they stabbed my gums so many times... It sucked....

Also, I don't know if you guys have heard this yet but the song Fun by Troye Sivan is life right now :)

Now let's get to what you care about :D }

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I rolled over on the hard but carpeted floor and realized where I was. I picked up my phone and saw that the time was 9:40. It was pretty early considering we fell asleep only 3 hours before.

I slowly rose to my feet and tip toed around the house to see if anyone was awake and with my luck, no one was. I started going through drawers in Alexis's bedroom, trying to find a marker. Eventually I found a purple Crayola marker and started planning. I headed back down the stairs and started drawing on the delicate faces.

I wasn't going to draw a penis or anything like that... I like to believe that I'm a little more mature than that. I pulled off the cap and became the artist in the room.

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Half an hour later my friends had some nice tats on their faces. One had just random smiley faces, another had paw prints going around in a spiral. It was all random things but the one thing they had in common was 2 words, 8 letters scribbled across there forehead.

'Butt face'

I figured that it would wash off too easily so I found some liquid eyeliner to write with instead. At least this would have to stay a little bit longer than the rest. I held in a laugh as I pictured them in class with the 2 words on all of their faces.

Although... I think I'll leave Brittany out of the 'butt face' part because she wasn't even in the same room at the time. She came out of the bathroom sooo confused. It's probably a good thing considering she would've recognized Adam's laugh.

That thought made me stop into tracks. Shouldn't have Alexis noticed the laugh..? I mean she isn't as big of a fan as I am but... I'm just overthinking.

I heard my phone go off in the other room. I walk in and pick it up.

Adam:

-Hey do you want to do anything today?-

I sat down on the floor next to my sleeping friends and tried to think of an activity.

I soon replied back:

-I got nuthin-

In about 10 minutes Adam texted back saying

-um I have an idea... I'll pick you up in 20 minutes.-

Twenty minutes!!! What?!?

-uh yeah that's okay but I'm at my friends house. Do you know where Mom and Pops Ice-Creamery is?-

-yeah I'll meet you there in 20... Right?-

-Yup-

And with that I jumped off the floor and ran to my bag. I grabbed my toothbrush and hairbrush to get ready. I literally flew up the stairs to the bathroom and started brushing teeth. I know I should really take a shower but for 1) I have less than 10 minutes 2) I don't like taking showers at other peoples houses.

I quickly wash my face and start brushing out my knotted hair. Once I'm done I run back down the stairs and put on some clean clothes. It was just some gray skinny jeans with a Spider-man T-shirt. I grab my phone and look at the time: 10:26. Crap... I sling my bag over my shoulder and run down to the Ice-cream shop.

When I arrive I see Adams car and walk over to it. He sees me walking over and rolls down his window.

"You are 3 minutes late," he says trying to sound mad but it doesn't work.

"Sorry..." I say walking over to the passenger side, getting in.

"Are you okay? You seem sad or something."

I look over at Adam and notice his extra blue eyes. There extra blue today because they stand out against the color of the puffy, redness. Oh no....

"Don't worry about me, are YOU okay?"

"Uh yeah I'm fine..." He trails off as he looks out his open window.

"No... Your not fine. What happened?" When someone says they're fine, 93% of the time they are not.

"Uh... Well I just... I-I jus... I'm sorry," He started getting choked up. I will not be able to with stand seeing him cry.

I leaned over the middle console and tried my best to give him a hug. He accepted it and pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around my back. Again... The chills.

"It's okay if you want to talk to me. I won't tell anyone, promise."

He nodded his head, his chin hit my shoulder, " we should get going. It will get my mind off of things."

He sat back and turned the key to start up the car.

"I was wondering," I say, " why don't you have a 'push to start' car? I mean you're a millionaire right?"

He gives a slight laugh but he keeps smiling as we drive off. At least his mind is off of whatever happened.

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{ awe Adum... :( You guys can try and guess what happened if you want!

Stay Bee-U-T-Full

or

Hand-Sum <3}