Cuckoo {Adam Lambert} ✔️

Chapter 36

"Perfect. So I'll start off with the things that I wanted to tell you earlier," he takes a bite of his taco and continues. "I'm going to have to borrow the car back for awhile. There was a recall for my car and it's in the shop so they can fix it. They will have it for about a week and then everything will be normal again. Is that cool?"

I respond with a nod since I have a mouthful. Damn, these tacos are good! I have never had tacos with kale before but it's a good mix. Oh Adam and his kale...

"Great. I have a lot going on this week with the band too. We are starting to think about the tour and we were planning all of the stops and stuff. And then I thought about you. I didn't want to leave you here all alone for 6 months so I was wondering if you wanted to come on tour with us?"

"Holy shit, are you serious?! That has been a dream of mine to go on tour with you guys! That would be awesome!"

"So yes?"

"Yes! Now that I think about it, I guess this whole journey has been wish of mine. I mean I'm living with the man that I have loved since I was 13!" I mention. This whole thing has been a dream come true.

"Alright! I'll call my manager tomorrow and tell him you're coming along. Next thing on my mind is your graduation. You only have 4 more days of school and your ceremony is on next Friday right?"

"Yup." Wow, highschool ends on next Wednesday. Holy shit.

"It's okay that I come right? I'll wear a disguise obviously but you won't be embarrassed by some random guy following you around?"

"You can definitely come. I'm not really sure if any one would come if you didn't."

"Alright it's a date then," His eyes widen at the words he just said. "Well I mean not like an actual date but a date on my schedule," he corrects it.

"Uh huh," I say with a smirk.

"Anyways... Do you want some dessert Mrs. Nicole?" He shows off that charming smile of his and I help but say yes.

"Yes please, Mr. Lambert. That would be delightful."

He gets up from the table and grabs all of the plates. He walks into the kitchen and I hear the sink turn on. Some clanking goes on until he shuts the water off and walks over to the fridge. He pulls out a chocolate cake.

"I hope you like chocolate and cake," he says while walking back to the table.

"Who doesn't?" I happily take the cake and set it down at the table. "Uh... We need plates," I say.

"Oh yeah," Adam says as he walks back into the kitchen. He grabs plates, forks and a knife. When he walks back he has a look on his face like he is hiding something. Like he has a private joke that he doesn't want to share but can't help smiling from it.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask, curiosity getting to me.

"Oh nothing. It's a crazy little thing."

I narrow my eyes in his direction. Eventually he responds.

"I was just imagining you eating that cake with your hands." He states but he's lying. He had a different facial expression before than now. The gears in my brain start to turn. What was he thinking about?

I eat a piece of the cake and it's delicious. Where is he getting all of this awesome food from?

"Adam, this cake delicious! Where did you get it?"

"I got it at Proof Bakery in Glendale. It's not too far from here, about 30 minutes if there is low traffic. They normally have some really good stuff there."

"Well this is Proof that they do! Get it?" He grins and shakes at my horrible joke.

"That was a really bad pun."

"I know," I laugh. There is silence for a while as we stuff our faces with the delectable cake.

"I love this," I blurt out unintentionally.

"What is this?"

You. My thoughts can barely contain itself.

"I just love how we can be goofy around each other and not have to worry about being judged. I love it."

"You know what else I love?" He asks. I respond with a shake of my head but my heart stops.

What if he says what I want him to say? What if he says I mean something to him?

He continues, "This cake!"

My hope breaks down but I mask it with a smile. "Yeah this cake is pretty good."

"Ya know there has been one other thing on my mind."

"Please do tell Mr.Lambert." How many times is he gonna torture me with this.

"I have been wondering lately... What if I wasn't gay? What if I was bisexual or straight? How much could my career and life change?" His facial expressions goes into full thinking mode.

"Well if you were bi, it wouldn't change your career too much. Now if you were straight, a lot could change."

"Would it be for the better or for the worse?" He asks as worry fills his eyes.

"I'm not too sure what to tell you in that except for that we would still love you. Your family would still love you. The Glamily and I would still love you because your Adam. Nothing can change that." I give him a reassuring smile and he lets out a sigh of relief.

He gets up and grabs the plates. He walks over to the sink to rinse them off.

"So, who is gonna do the dishes tonight?" He yells over the running water.

"Uh, you are aware that you have a functioning dish washer right?"

"Oh yeah, duh." He laughs at himself and puts things in the dish washer.

Dorkbert.

I pull out my phone and look through the notifications. A few likes and tweets from various people. I head over to Twitter and read a few things about random lives.

I hear Adam walk over and stand next to me. I turn my head to see what he is doing and his lips hit mine unintentionally. I shock goes through my body and I realize what just happened. We both stare at each other with our eyes wide open until I pull back.

"Well... Uh... I didn't plan that to happen," he says while scratching the back of his head, blushing. "I was just going to kiss your cheek but you turned and.."

"I... Er... Your fine. No harm done at all. I just wasn't expecting that." My face starts to heat up and I know it's turning red.

"I'm sor-"

"Don't be sorry." I stop him in his tracks. He gives me an odd look. "I didn't mind it." I stand up and give him a hug.

He hesitates but eventually hugs back. Before I slip away I whisper in his ear, "Thanks for dinner." I give him a small kiss on the cheek and walk away.

I pull out my phone and pull up my camera as I walk. I turn around to his reaction and it's pleasant.

His jaw is dropped and he holds his hand on the cheek that I kissed. To top it all off his face is a scarlet shade. I snap a pic of him and skip over to my room.

Mission accomplished.

{I'm sorry for updating a little late. Apparently I fail every test that is easy so my grades aren't great at the moment.

On the brighter side... Over 5,000 reads!! Holy moly pies!! You all are amazing and I love all if you!}