Glamberts Big Bang Chapter 15

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Title/Chapter: Kiss Away the Pain (15/16+Epilogue)
Author: amanda: jaclyn’s twin sister
Beta: mindchnger
Artists: peculiar_mind / gargoyles42 /
Fandom: American Idol
Pairing: Adam Lambert / OFC [Luxe]
Rating: G, completely tame, see warning.
P.O.V.: First Person, OFC: Luxe
Warning: none
Word Count: 1,225 (not including lyrics)
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Summary: Luxe and Adam have been best friends since Hollywood Week, but now that tour rehearsals have begun, Adam is finding out things he'd never know about his friend. Things that no one should have to go through. Can Adam be her Knight in Shining Armor? Or will he be the support Luxe needs to overcome her fears and help herself?


SONG CREDIT
Song: Whataya Want From Me
Artist: Adam Lambert
Album: For Your Entertainment

LUXE’S POV
One Month Later…

I’m sitting on our hotel bed, playing with my acoustic guitar when Adam gets out of the shower. I look up from what I’m doing when I hear the bathroom door open. Adam walks out dressed in a pair of basketball shorts. I smile at him. “Feel better?” I ask. We weren’t able to shower after our last show and we’ve been on the bus for almost twenty-four hours and it was really starting to get to my boyfriend.

Adam nods with a smile and comes to sit next to me, pecking me on the lips. “Much better,” he answers.

I smile back. “Good.”

“So what are you working on?” he asks.

“It’s a song and it’s done. I’m just tweaking it a little,” I explain. “But really, I wrote this song for you.”

Adam grins. “Really?” I nod. “Do you think it’ll be on your album?” I grin as I shake my head no. The raven-haired singer frowns. “Why not?”

“Because, silly, it’s going to be on your album,” I tell him.

“What?”

“I wrote it for you to sing, Adam,” I explain, reaching out to flip his hair out of his eyes. “But it’s about us. It’s about how I feel for you.”

“Then why don’t you sing it on your album?” Adam asks.

I smile at him. “Because, for some reason, I feel like this song would be better suited for you. Just like GaGa thinks Fever should be done by you.”

Adam grins. “I can’t believe she wants me to have Fever on my debut album. How cool is that? A song on my debut written by Lady GaGa!” He smiles at me sheepishly then. “Sorry. You’re probably getting sick of me talking about it like it’s the best thing ever.”

I grin at him. “No, I love how excited you are,” I tell him. “It’s kind of contagious actually. And with the way people respond to her music… It really is the best thing ever that she wants you to have this song for your own. Besides, when I think of you singing that song, it makes me shiver in all the right ways.”

Adam smirks and raises a brow. “Oh really?” I feel myself blush and Adam chuckles. “You’re too cute.” There’s a beat of silence. “So, do you think you could play me this song you’ve written for me?”

A wide grin comes over my face. “Nope!”

My boyfriend pouts. “And why not?”

“Because I’m playing it at the show tonight,” I tell him.

“You are?!” he asks excitedly.

I nod. “Yeah, and I’m going to dedicate it to you. Like, really dedicate it to you, use your name and everything.”

Adam frowns. “Are you sure you want to do that?” I nod. Adam had already done an interview with People magazine about how he’s realized he's actually bisexual and he’s in love with a girl. But he wouldn’t tell them who exactly he was in love with.

I reach out and cover his hand with mine. “Adam, I want everyone to know I’m in love with you,” I tell him. “I want the whole goddamn world to know. You are my everything.”

He smiles at me. “You’re my everything too and I love you so much. You know that, right?”

I give his hand a squeeze. “Of course I know. You show me and tell me every day. And I love you too, more than anything. You know that, right?”

Adam nods. “Yeah, I do,” he says. “And I think everything that’s happened on tour has brought us so much closer, made our relationship so much stronger. I mean, I know that most of the stuff that’s happened has been pretty traumatizing, but I think that’s why we’ve gotten so close. We’ve had to support each other and comfort each other in so many ways. I honestly… I’m honestly kind of grateful for how this summer has gone. Do you think that’s weird?”

I shake my head and tuck my hair behind my ear. “No, I don’t think that’s weird at all. I think I feel the same way too.”

“You do?” Adam asks slowly.

I nod. “Yeah, I do. I honestly feel that everything we’ve been through has changed us, brought us closer together. I like it,” I say with a shrug.

“Me too,” Adam murmurs. “I like it a lot.” I lean over to him, kissing him softly on the lips.

“I love you,” I tell him quietly.

He runs his fingers through my hair. “I love you too.”

The song I wrote for Adam is the one at the very bottom of my set list. A technician brings me my acoustic guitar, already plugged in to an amplifier. I slip the guitar strap over my head and step up to my microphone. I take a deep breath and smile at the crowd. “So, I’d like to end my set tonight with a song I’ve been working on for the past couple of weeks and it’s finally finished. I wrote this song for my boyfriend, someone who means more to me than anything in the world. I feel like the luckiest girl to be able to be on a tour, performing with the love of my life,” I tell the audience.

I hear little murmurs in the crowd, probably trying to figure out who I’m talking about. All they really have to do is listen to what I’m about to say next. “So tonight this song goes out to the one who stole my heart the day we met at Hollywood Week… Adam Lambert.” Half the crowd gasps and the other half go completely silent. It’s then that I start to strum my guitar.

“Hey. Slow it down. Whataya want from me? Whataya want from me? Yeah, I’m afraid. So whataya want from me? Whataya want from me? There might have been a time when I would give myself away. Oh once upon a time I didn’t give a damn, but now, here we are. So whataya want from? Whataya want from me?

“Just don’t give up, I’m working it out. Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down. It messed me up, I need a second to breathe. Just keep coming around. Hey. Whataya want from me? Whataya want from me?

“Hey, it’s plain to see, that, baby, you’re beautiful. And there’s nothing wrong with you. It’s me. Yeah, I’m a freak. But thanks for loving me, ‘cause you’re doing it perfectly. There might have been a time when I would let you slip away. Oh I wouldn’t even try, but I think you could save my life.

“Just don’t give up, I’m working it out. Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down. It messed me up, I need a second to breathe. Just keep coming around. Hey. Whataya want from me? Whataya want from me? Whataya want. Whataya want. Whataya want from me?”

The crowd cheers wildly for me and I can’t help but grin from ear to ear, so proud of myself. I thank the fans and run off stage, right in to Adam’s arms. He kisses me hard on the mouth, then grabs my hand, running off towards the dressing room.

When we get to our destination I finally notice the tears on Adam’s face. “Baby, what’s wrong?” I ask frowning.

He grins at me. “Nothing, nothing at all. Everything is just so perfect. That song… I just… You’re not a freak, you know that right?”

I laugh. “Yeah, but that’s because of you.”

“Me?” he asks.

I nod. “Yeah, you… you helped me get over my fears of men and sex and… I feel normal now,” I tell him.

“I love you, baby,” he says softly.

I lean up, catching his tears on my lips. “I love you too,” I murmur. We stare silently in to each other’s eyes for a moment before I speak again. “So… Did you like the song?” I gnaw on my lower lip nervously.

A wide grin splits Adam’s beautiful face. “I didn’t like it, I loved it. I would be honored to have it on my album.”

“Really?” I ask.

He nods. “Of course I would,” he answers. “And if you keep writing songs like that, you’re going to be a hit in no time when that album of yours drops.” I grin, but I can feel a blush heating my cheeks. It’s so wonderful to have someone that believes in me so much. And I’m glad that person is Adam Lambert.

 

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