My Smile is My Make-Up: the sequel

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Title/Chapter: My Smile is My Make-Up: the sequel (02/03)
Author: amanda: jaclyn’s twin sister
Fandom: American Idol
Pairing: unrequited Kradam
Rating: PG-13
P.O.V.: First Person, Kris Allen
Dedication: to shiralyndee for putting this fic in my head.
Author’s Note: I was asked to write another version of this story but from another POV. So here it is. Hope you enjoy.
Warning: a few eff words & mild violence, so mild it may not be able to be considered violence.
Word Count: 1,564
Summary: A heart-breaking tale of love and loss… in more ways than one. Lets find out Kris' perspective.

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MY SMILE IS MY MAKE-UP: the sequel

I look at my watch. One o’clock in the afternoon. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair.

Guess it’s now or never.

I pick up my phone and look through my contacts for Adam’s name. I hesitate, just looking at the picture next to his name. I really don’t want to tell my best friend that I’m moving across the country, but it’s something that has to be done. I wish Katy would do it for me. At least she was the one to tell him she’s pregnant.

I sigh again and touch the screen of my iPhone, effectively telling the electronic to call Adam. I place the phone to my ear and listen to it ring a few times before I hear his voice. “Hey, Krissy-Pooh!” he says excitedly and I can imagine the grin on his face. It’s contagious.

“Hey, Addie!” I reply, my insides feeling all warm and fuzzy. I hear him yawn and frown. “Did I wake you?”

“Yeah but it’s alright,” he says. “Had a late night last night. Went to the after-party for Lee’s gallery opening.”

I chuckle quietly. “Oh, I see. Hot date?” I ask.

“Nope, went stag,” he answers.

The knot of jealousy that was forming suddenly starts to loosen. “Really? Well then, meet anyone hot?”

There’s a pause on Adam’s side. I know he’s rolling his eyes at me. “I told you, I’m not in to that right now. I want to focus on my career, not my sex life.”

I sigh quietly. “I’m sorry. It’s just…” I pause because I’m not quite sure how to explain it to him.

“It’s just what, Kris?” he asks.

“You’ve seemed… lonely since you came back from the Glam Nation Tour. That’s all,” I answer quietly. I don’t know why his loneliness affects me so much. I mean, I know I don’t like it when my single friends seem lonely, but it’s different with Adam. Maybe it’s because he’s so much more than my friend. He’s my family and a kindred spirit.

“Oh, I um…” Adam lets his sentence trail off and I know better than to push it with him, so I wait for him to continue. When he doesn’t, I speak up.

“Well, um, I’ve got some news for you,” I tell him.

“Oh, yeah? What’s that?” he asks.

“Well, Katy and I are moving,” I tell my best friend. It’s insane how much those words hurt to speak out loud.

“So you’re finally buying that place down the street from me?” the singer asks.

I close my eyes against the sting of tears. I hate to tell him we’re not buying the blue bungalow that I know he wants us to buy. “Uh, no,” I answer around the lump in my throat. “I uh, I don’t know how to tell you this but… we’re moving back to Conway.” I hold my breath waiting for him to say something.

“Oh, you… you are?” Adam replies. I can hear the disappointment in his voice and it makes my heart ache.

“Um, yeah. We are.”

“Why?” he whispers, so softly I can barely hear him.

“Katy doesn’t want to raise a family in LA,” I tell him with a sigh. “She wants the baby to have the small town life like we did where everyone knows everyone and it’s more like we’re all extended family than neighbors. Ya know?” What I really want to tell him is that Katy is crazy because no matter where we live, this child is going to grow up in the spot light having an American Idol for a father. I roll my eyes.

“The… the baby? She’s pregnant?”

Why does he sound so surprised? I thought Katy told him?

“Yeah. Didn’t she tell you?” I ask, confused.

“N-no,” he answers sounding so heart-broken.

“Damn,” I curse quietly. “I know you’ve only been home a week, but she promised she’d tell you so I… didn’t have to.”

Crap! I didn’t mean to say that last part!

It’s not that I didn’t want to share this good news with my best friend, it really isn’t. It’s just… I didn’t want to be the one to tell him. I thought he’d take it better coming from the mother-to-be.

“I uh… I don’t know what to say,” Adam says softly. “I just… I can’t do this, Kris.”

“Adam?” I ask, my face pulled in to a frown of concern.

“I dreamed about you every night on tour you know,” he murmurs making my heart clench painfully in my chest. “Hell, I’ve dreamed about you every night since Hollywood Week.” I hear a quiet sniffle and I know he’s trying to hide his tears from me.

“Are you crying?” I ask, already knowing the answer.

“No,” he answers stubbornly. I can tell there’s a huge pout on his face.

“Adam, are you… Is this…” I sigh. I really don’t want to have to ask him this. “Is this still about that silly crush?”

The last thing I expected was for Adam to become angry. But he does. “It’s not some silly crush!” He yells. “I’m fucking in love with you, Kris! Can’t you see that? Can’t you feel it every time we touch?”

I hang my head because, yeah, I’ve always been able to tell just by the way he looks at me. The way he touches me. Even the way he talks to me, the way he says my name. “Adam, I…”

He interrupts me. “I know, I know. You’re straight. You’re married. It’s a sin. Whatever the hell you want to say to justify it, I get it. But I can’t do this.”

“I don’t think it’s a sin,” I tell him, wanting to yell at him for even going there with my reasons for not being with him. “And what is this? What can’t you do?” I’m so confused, with his emotions and mine, that my head feels like it’s spinning.

“I can’t…” He pauses. “This is you and me, our relationship. I can’t do it anymore,” he tells me. “I can’t sit by and be the best friend. I can’t sit here and watch you start a family with her wishing it was me. I just can’t do it. So move back to Conway, Kris, and forget my number. Better yet, I’ll just change it.”

My voice shakes as I say his name. “You don’t… You’re not… Please…?” I whimper.

“Don’t… Don’t make this any harder than it has to be, Kris,” he murmurs. “Please… just let me go.”

“I can’t,” I whisper. “We have this… this…” I don’t know the right word for this moment and it’s frustrating. I feel like I’m trying to save a life. “Connection, Adam. You can always make me smile no matter what and you’re just… you’re the best friend I’ve ever had.”

And so much more.

“And I don’t want to lose that connection,” I tell him.

I hear Adam take a deep breath on the other end of the line. “Well this connection you’re so fond of is really hurting me right now. I can’t… I’m just…” He sighs deeply. “I’m sorry, Kris,” he whispers.

“Adam… Adam, please!” I hear the phone go dead then and I know it’s over.

I hang up my phone and put my head in my hands, crying real tears of sorrow. Katy comes in the room then and sits next to me on the couch, putting an arm around me. “This is all your fault,” I tell her quietly, but don’t move away from her embrace.

“Kris…” she murmurs.

“You just single-handedly ruined the best relationship I’ve ever had.”

A stinging pain rushes through my face as the sound of a palm coming down on flesh rings through the room. “Kristopher Neil Allen!” Katy gasps.

“You hit me,” I state flatly. “You just fucking hit me!”

“Look,” she says sternly. “I know you think you have feelings for him, but it’s too late. I found you first. You married me first. I get to have you.” She places my hand on her belly. “We get to have you,” she states.

“What if I don’t want you?” I ask quietly.

“It’s too late for that,” she replies. “You should have thought about that before you married me. You should have thought about that before you got me pregnant.”

I flop against the back of the couch and sigh. “It doesn’t matter anyway,” I tell her, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. “He doesn’t want me anymore. He’ll never forgive me for this. I just know it.”

“He shouldn’t have to forgive you for anything,” Katy replies. “You didn’t do anything wrong. This has always been our plan, to have a family. So why don’t we focus on that now?”

“You need to give me some time,” I tell her quietly. “Give me some time and some space. This is harder for me than you know.”

“Fine,” she states. “I’ll go stay with Maggie for the weekend.” She gets up then and leaves the room, presumably to pack.

I sink further back in to the couch and close my eyes, the tears spilling from beneath my lids. I’m really going to miss my best friend. He means the world to me and I don’t know what I’ll do without him. But like they say, everything happens for a reason.

& & & & &

Stay Tuned for Part Three!



 

Comments

[adammlambert3.livejournal.com]

can't wait for part three1

[writefiction.livejournal.com]

I can't wait to finish writing it and get it posted! All I'll say about it is that it's not this story from Katy's POV. The rest shall remain a mystery!

Thanks for reading bb!

[surefiredguitar.livejournal.com]

I hate Katy:£ she is soo evil!!! grrrrrrrr

[writefiction.livejournal.com]

haha! Part Three is posted! Go enjoy!

[ceci-09.livejournal.com]

I just read both parts,and I really like this. Looking forward to the next part!

[writefiction.livejournal.com]

Look no further! Part Three has been posted!

[kira-dark-wing.livejournal.com]

Right now I'm kinda wishing that something very VERY bad will happen to Katy, but at the same time I want Kris to have the baby to make the perfect family with Adam

[writefiction.livejournal.com]

:O

all I'll say is: READ PART THREE! (it's posted)

[embaka.livejournal.com]

Tapping my foot on the floor, waiting for next part. Don't make me wait too long please, if already been two minutes and my leg is getting tired!

[writefiction.livejournal.com]

tap no more! part three is posted!