"How bad is it?" Adam asked rushing towards me in a serious tone.
"It's nothing!" I said pushing him away.
"Let me see!" He demanded.
I sighed and moved my hand. He looked at it with interest.
"See, it's just a bruise." I stated.
"Bastard." He got up and walked into our room and slammed the door.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for Tommy. I mean it's not like he knew what he was doing. He would never do that sober. I just sighed and let Adam grieve to him self. I looked out the back wondow and saw Tommy all cuddled up in the woods behind us. His purple hair gave him straight away. He was shivering and I could tell he was sober, but he knew what he did. Probably because of his phone. I grabbed a blanket and I put on one of Adam's jacket. I slowly approached Tommy and he was in the feetal position looking down with a blank expression.
"Hey Kitty." I said as I offered him the blanket.
He gave me a look like he was scared and took it wrapping in it. I sat down next to him and sighed.
"Maddi.. I...I" He started but I interupted him.
"Don't. You were drunk." I said.
"I shouldn't of ever."
"I know. Adam is more mad then me."
"Oh God. How am I ever going to face you guys again?"
"Apologize. No matter what in the world you do, Adam will forgive you."
"I know. I just feel so bad."
I looked at the ground and started tracing lines in the dirt with a twig.
"I forgive you Tommy. Just come on the bus when you're ready. I would never let them leave without you." I said standing up.
"Alright." He said with his voice shaky.
I had to leave. No way could I bear the sight of seeing him cry. I walked onto the tour bus and saw Ashley sitting on the couch. As soon as I walked in she stood up and hugged me.
"I'm so sorry." She said as she hugged me.
"It's whatever." I said backing out of the hug.
"Are you okay?"
"Well, I'm not great."
She gave me a sad look as she signed onto twitter. I sat next to her and turned on the TV. She signed on the looked up at the TV while it loaded. I shifted my gaze to the computer and saw her new feed. I couldn't believe my eyes. The pictures were on there.
"What the hell is that?!" I yelled
"What?" She shot her gaze back to the computer.
She gasped and widen her eyes. I felt the tears coming and I did all I could to fight it back.
"Maddi, I'm so sorry! I told for no one to put it on! It must of gotton leaked." She said caringly.
I frantically look though the trends and see "#AddiGetsItOn", "#AddiBirthdaySex", And "BedBert" was still trending. I took the compter and set it on my lap. I looked at the hashtags and saw mostly hate, and stuff like:
"I bet he's great in bed" and "Maddi looks more like she's constpated then having an orgasm." All the way to "Loving Adam's freckles, but God is Maddi ugly or what?"
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Underneath (An Adam Lambert Fan-Fiction)
Фанфик"And how do I know you love me?" I asked the hazel-eyed boy. "How could one not my darling?" He grabbed my hand. "When this is all over, how do I still know?" I asked again. "Just think with your heart, not your mind. Take a look at whats underneath...
