I Just Love You (A collection of Adommy one shots)

Chapter 21

[In Adam's POV]

"Thanks." Tommy muttered as I helped him move back into his old apartment.

"So, are you all set?" I asked, wiping some dust off of my hands. Tommy nodded.

I honestly can't believe that this is real. It just doens't seem like reality. I understand what Tommy means. I mean, he does have a point... I just hate this so much.

"Thank you so much." Tommy pulled me into a hug. "I want you to know that I do really care about you, Adam. I'm just not ready to be serious. And I don't want you to get hurt just because I wan't brave enough to tell you so."

"Tommy, I understand. Go, have fun! Go party and experiment. I just hope that one day we can maybe cross paths again." I gave Tommy a little pat on the shoulder and turned to leave.

I half expected him to pull me back and kiss me and admit to playing a cruel joke. Instead, I continued to walk away; head hung low like a defeated warrior. I quickly wiped at a tear. I must've not been paying attention because I went from walking away in shame, to flat on my ass - in shame.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?!" Someone said. It was kinda hard to understand them through their thick accent.

"Ya." I rubbed my back. I grabbed the hand of this person. They pulled me back up.

"Are you sure?" The person asked, genuinely concerned.

"Yes. Thank you." I hung my head and rushed to leave, trying to avoid anymore embarrassment.

I quickly rushed away. As soon as I got in my car, I rested my head on my steering wheel. The world spun and tears ran down my face. I'm pretty sure that I wailed a little. Rain pounded on my car. I listened to the fat droplets of rain as a method to calm me down. I was so transfixed that I didn't notice the tapping on my car window.

"Um, excuse me?" I recognized the heavy accent.

I rolled my window down a crack. I didn't even bother to look up. "What?"

"I was just leaving and I noticed that you had dropped your wallet." In disbelief, I looked up. I was instantly bewitched by this man's beauty.

"Um, thank you." I took my wallet with a dead hand. "It's raining." I pointed out as an attempt to talk to this man.

"Yea. Actually, can I get a ride?" I think he just read my mind. I leaned over and unlocked the passenger side door. The man stepped in. "So, you're Adam Lambert?" God, his smile is just so captivating. Something about him is just too familiar.

"Yup. What's your name?" I guess you can say that I'm at a loss of words.

"I'm Sauli Koskinen."

"Wait, you were on Big Brother Finland, right?"

"Yes." Suddenly, memories of newspaper articles, TV interviews, and so much more came flooding into my mind. "Can I ask you something?" Sauli asked.

I nodded.

"Why were you crying?"

I was about to weep into his arms and tell him everything, but something held me back. "So, where am I driving you?" I turned back to face the road. Sauli muttered an address to me quietly; almost sadly. I quickly drove away, just wanting to go home. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Sauli's every move. I watched him scribble something on a piece of paper, and then gaze out the window. I was so aspired on watching him that I almost missed his stop.

"Thank you." Again, with that smile.

"Anytime." I tried my best to flash him my sexy smile; I'm sure that it failed.

"So, if you change your mind about telling me why you were crying, just let me know." Sauli shook my hand, slipping a small piece of paper."

I watched him walk away. Nice ass. After he was out of sight, I parked my car in a deserted lot and unfolded the piece of paper. It was the piece that he was scribbling on before.

It was his number.