sooo... I know nobody really reads this but, in case there's someone who's reading Is Not Always What It Seems I'm posting it on AO3 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/266551/chapters/419168)

Italic means dream
 All the jocks were around someone. I could hear them laughing and someone screaming. They seemed to be having the time of their lives. I saw Finn being held by two other jocks and he was trying to break free. He was screaming "Live him alone! He did nothing to you! You'll kill him!" I ran to the jocks to see who they were betting and I saw him. I saw Kurt. His hair, always so perfect, was fucked up, his lip was bleeding and I could see bruises forming all over his body. They had ripped his shirt off… I ran to him. "Hey Puck. Did you came to help us?" I ignored the idiot and got to Kurt. I could hear them screaming. 'Are you defending this fag?' 'Did you became a fag too?' 'I believed you Puck' 'You weren't like that' 'Did that fag infected you?' 'I thought you were on our side!'

I hold Kurt in my arms and just ran. When we got under the bleachers I put him down. His skin was full of bruises, scratches and his head was bleeding. "Thanks Noah. You didn't have too" And then he passed out. I tried to wake him up but he didn't open his eyes. I started rocking him "Kurt, wake up, please babe, wake up…"

"Noah? Noah, baby, wake up! Wake up! It's just a dream" I opened my eyes slowly and saw my mom. She was sitting next to me and had a worried look on her face. "It was just a dream" and she hugged me. It was the first time in years she had hugged me. "Do you want to talk about it? Who's Kurt? You were screaming his name." Had I been screaming? My head was messed up. The image of Kurt lying on my arms, eyes closed, not moving was stuck on my mind. "He's a friend…" Then I noticed my mom had a bottle on her hand. She was sober, but that was about to change. I just turned my back at her and tried to fall asleep again. "Why did you turn your back at me?"

"Because I can't stand the fact that you'll start drinking. Every time you start drinking I'll loose this moment."

"It's nothing like that"

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Sumary: Why is Noah 'Puck' Puckerman the way he is and what happened for him to change? Some say love can change everything. One-shot. Puck's POV. Purt, Puckurt, Puck/Kurt
Rated: K+
Romance/Hurt/Comfort/Friendship
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any Movie that's mentioned here (although I would LOVE to own Johnny Depp, Mark Salling and Chris Colfer). I'm just a (very disturbed) girl with crazy dreams
Warnings: Yaoi fanfic, M/M relationship, Language.

 A/N: So... I couldn't sleep and I started writing this . I decided to post it the way it came out... So, no beta... Sorry for the mistakes I probably made.

Hope you like it.

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Everyone asks me why the hell I'm the way I am. Well I won't say it's because I have a crazy family since I don't even know the bigger part of my family...

I live in a house with my mom and my sister.

My dad? Missing.

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 Me and Kurt were playing for a while when my cell rang. "Hi Sarah. What's up?"

"Well… I'm at school and you're not here…" Shit! I knew I was forgetting something. "I'm on my way. I'll be right there."

"You're with Santana again?"

"No! I'm at a friend's house"

"I'll pretend I believe…" The phone went dead.

"Erm… Kurt? Wanna come with me to pick my sister up at school?" Kurt looked at me like I had grown another head. "You have a sister?"

"Yeah… Younger sister actually. Her name is Sarah."

"I didn't know you had a sister… I don't really wanna be alone now, so let's go!"

"We could grab something to eat later."

"Sure"

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 It was another not-that-beautiful morning and, for some reason, I was looking for to see Kurt – Yeah it was already Kurt… On my mind at least. On my way to Spanish class I spotted him. He was in tight white pants, pink top and a white hat. He looked beautiful – I know, I just said Kurt looked beautiful but he did, and it's not like anyone is going to find out about it. I went to his locker to talk to him. "Hey Hummel, did you choose one of the songs?"

"I'm between two: 21 Guns and Amazing. You can choose it."

"… I have Spanish class right now, can I answer you at lunch?"

"Sure"

I went to class and I couldn't pay attention. I kept playing the songs in my head. It was a really hard choice. I thought about arrangements and how our voices would sound together. Spanish class was over and I still couldn't choose between the songs. I had math class and, as usual, I made my way to the nursery. Another thing people don't know about me is that I'm actually good in math, that's why I don't go to classes. It's too easy. Not that I'll ever tell anyone about that, I have a reputation you know?

Lunch came and I still had no idea what song to choose. "So, Noah, have you choose one song?"

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Sumary: That usual 'Puck and Kurt are forced to work together'. What's the diference? Here we'll find out the truth about Kurt Hummel and Noah 'Puck' Puckerman. Puck's POV. M/M slash. Rated M for a reason. Puckurt, Purt, Puck/kurt, Minor Will/Finn.
Rated: M
Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any song/band that's mentioned here. I'm just a (probably disturbed) girl with crazy dreams
Warnings: Yaoi fanfic, M/M relationship, M/M Sex, Language .
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I’m a stud, I’m the Puckster, the Pucksaurus, I mean, have you seen my guns? And that’s why I wanted to kill Mr. Shue when those words left his mouth. That was the beginning of everything, those words, everything after those words lead to this. Me, outside Hummel’s house, with my hands sweating. I don’t get nervous! Shit!

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 As this is the last chapter and I’ve got a LOT of things to finish in here I’ll do first “Idol” Kradam and then “Now” Kradam.
-. Kris is underlined and Adam is normal, Brad/Tommy is bold Katy is between asterisks and, well, sex is italic

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At the sound of Brad's voice Kris turned to the door. He got up and ran on my direction
"Adam! Thank GOD you're okay! Why didn't you answer my calls?"

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“Er... Hi Kris... Hm… whatya doing here?” I couldn’t believe Kris was in my house. He had flown all the way from Conway to see me, see if I was okay. But I kept thinking that was just something friends do…
“Well… I spent the past week calling you, then when you didn’t answer your phone for two straight days I started calling Brad” He looked at Brad with something that looked like gratitude in his eyes… That day I didn’t understood why he had gratitude in his eyes but, thinking back, it was probably because Brad had assured him I was okay and that he dragged me out of the house. “Then when Brad didn’t knew anything about you I started worrying. Then today I called both your cell’s and they were off. I got into a fight with Katy left the house and took the first plan here. I went to Brad’s house and he wasn’t there, I came here and you weren’t here and I decided to wait till you came home…” He looked a bit lost. I hugged him really tight, like I was never going to see him again, but I just was happy because he was there. “Wow, Kris, You didn’t have to do this!”

“Yeah I did. So… why didn’t you answer your phone?”

“I was kind of having an argue with myself and I didn’t want to talk to anyone”

“Couldn’t you answer the phone at least once to tell me that? I wouldn’t have kept calling!!” He looked angry but at the same time relived. That’s when I realized what he said about having an argue with Katy. “Why did you fight with Katy?”

“She didn’t want me to come. She said that your life was non of my business anymore and that I shouldn’t come. By the way, I’m gonna need a place to stay. She said that if I came here we were over.” I herd the door closing and I realized we were still standing next to the door and that Brad had lived. ”Let’s go to the living room”

“You broke up with Katy to come here and see me?”

“Yeah… we weren’t working out already and I needed to see you.”

“Kris… you didn’t have to do this, you know? I’m gonna be okay” he looked at me for a few seconds. I knew I was tense but he had just told me that he had broken up with his wife for me, to see me.

“Yes I did. Adam…” he stopped and looked at me, he looked like he didn’t knew if he should say something.
“Me and Katy weren’t working out anymore… We were fighting all the time. We weren’t a couple anymore.”

“Sorry to hear that, Kris… What happened?” I couldn’t bring myself to think it was because of me. It could just have been being apart on idol, him having an affair…

“You happened. I feel in love with you. I hadn’t actually realized that until this morning but I think she had already figured that one out. She was jealous of me talking, calling, well she was jealous of me doing anything that reminded me, or her as a matter of fact, of you.” He looked even more unsure. “I want to be with you Adam. You and nobody else…” I was silence the whole time. For me it looked too much like a dream. I couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Adam?”

“Are you sure? I mean…” I just couldn’t keep talking. The tears started to run from my eyes. Kris was telling me he wanted to be with me.
“I’ve never been more sure in my life!”

“This looks too much as a dream for me. I mean, you’re the perfect boy form me, but you were married and we had an amazing time together and now you’re telling me you want to be with me? This is too much”

“I wanna be with you. This isn’t too much. It’s fate. Everything that happened was for us to be together. This is how my life is supposed to end. Me and you, growing old together, seeing the world, taking the it by storm. I love you, Adam, and I’m sorry it took so long for me to see it” He looked like he was ready to live. Like he believed I didn’t want him

“Ow Kris… I love you too! I’m sorry that I was an ass. Sorry for things that I’ve done”

“You did nothing! The only thing you did was love me and wait for me. You don’t need to wait for me anymore. I want you, only you. Please, don’t cry!” He hugged me and I felt like there was were I belonged… That we were a perfect fit.

“You’re not going? You’re not gonna live me anymore?” I knew I sounded like a kid, I had never felt more unsure in my entire life

“I’m not going… You’re the best man I ever knew, there’s no way I can ever go. There’s no way I’m living without you”

“Dreamgirls? Really?” I gave him a small laugh… Who would think about Dreamgirls?

“Yeah… When I was in Conway my neighbor was listening to that song and it reminded me of you… That should have been a sign that I was in love with you…” I just hugged him. I hugged I kissed and when I realized we were in my room

“How did we got here?”

“Well… I’m gonna prove how much I love you. I want you to take me.”

“What? Are you sure? You don’t have to do this! I know you love me”

“I was thinking about it while I was on the plan. I want you, in every way possible.” I wasn’t expecting that.
There were hands everywhere, between the door and the bed or clothes were discarded. Kris was lying under me. “Just… go slow okay?"

“Sure don’t worry”

I took the lube and put it in my fingers “Relax” I pushed one finger inside and kissed him. I felt him tightening. I was taking my time. Two fingers, nice and slow. I didn’t want to rush anything. I started scissoring my fingers. “Just relax”. Three fingers. I found his prostate ”Woow! This is good”

“I introduce you to the prostate” I kept pushing hitting that same spot, over and over again. “I need you inside of me… I’m ready Adam…” It was just a whisper but I herd it loud and clear. I took my fingers and heard a wimp. “My fingers are kind of slippery, can you open the condom?” he took it form my hand and ripped it with his teeth. I put it on. I started pushing it slowly. “shh… it hurts a bit but I promiss you it will get better” I kissed him trying to divert the his mind from the pain. “If you want me to stop, just say it, okay?” The head was in, I felt a tear. “It just that it hurts, I don’t want you to stop. Just give me a second okay?” I waited until he moved, I started pushing in. I kissed his temple, his cheek, his neck and then his mouth. I was completely in. I took his hand, lacing our fingers together. I was still. I knew how much the first time hurt.

“You can move” I started moving slowly, fighting against the urge of pushing hard into him. I started going faster. Hitting that spot. He looked at me, gave a squeeze in my hand and with the other brushed the hair from my forehead. “Go faster” I started going faster, and faster. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. He was moaning under me and everything felt surreal. “Ha... harder” I leaned back and started pumping his cock, in time with my trusts. I was on the edge but I had to see him come. “I…I’m… Adaam” He came in my hand and, as I felt him tightening I came too. Hard. Was the best orgasm of my whole life.

After a while I woke up with my phone ringing. “Could you answer that? I wanna sleep!” I moved my arm and went to answer the phone.

“Hi Adam… Just called to see how it went with Kris”

“We worked out”

“By we ‘worked out’ I’ll understand ‘we talked, had mindbloing sex and he’s not living anymore’”

“Yeah… He’s not.”

“I told ya everything was going to work out just fine, didn’t I?”

“You did… You were right”

“My favorite words!”

“I always thought it would be ‘let’s take this clothes off’”

“Nooo, those are my second favorite words. I’ll let you go back to your boy”

“Talk to you later. Bye”

“Let me guess… Brad?”

“Who else would it be?”

“I really missed this ya know? Lying next to you…”

“Me too. I missed you so much…”

“We’ll never have to miss each other again. You’re stuck with me for life”

“That sound good enough for me”

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"I'm worried and, before people start talking, Adam didn't turned me gay. It's something I always had in myself… I just pretended it didn't exist. Thinking back it was probably the wrong choice to do but I'm glad I decided to be real, with myself and with you all." I can feel the audience energy. It's a good energy

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“So, Kris... I’ve got a surprise for you!”

“Really? And what is?” I open the door.

“SURPRISE!”

“Wow!”

“I decided that I was giving you a coming out party! Did you like it?”

“You better like! I had to paint that ‘Happy coming out’ sign… Did you know they don’t sell one? There’s happy birthday, happy wedding, I’m glad you came out of prison, It’s a boy, it’s a girl, but no happy coming out signs”

“I liked it! You’re serious about the ‘I’m glad you came out of prison’ sign?

“Yeah… maybe I went to some weird places”

“Just maybe, Tommy? And just for me to know… which one of your girls you brought today? I don’t wanna mess with names…”

“I’m alone today… not that it’s none of your business”

“Now Tommy is just mad because he won’t be kissing you anymore!”

“Thanks for remind me of that… I’m gonna drown my sorrows on alcohol! Katy is coming and I wanna watch your talk from the bar… with my camera on hand”

“You know… Katy and I are just fine!”

“I know that… I wanna record your face after she gives you the news… you’re gonna want to see it later” And Tommy is gone… What the hell was he talking about?

*Hi, guys. And nice party Adam!*

“Thanks Katy! I’m glad you came!”

“So, Katy, how’s single life?”

*No that single…*

“Meaning?”

*I’m dating… A girl actually*

“WHAT?” Me and Kris screamed, the entire party is looking at us

“Perfect shot! I knew that your faces would be priceless!”

*Well, after this whole thing with Kris I thought I could give it a try, you know? And I liked it! She’s somewhere…* She’s looking to the sides, probably looking for the girl *The good thing is that, although she’s Adam’s fan* And here was I thinking she couldn’t make me more surprise *She’s lesbian, and a girl, so she isn’t going to live me for you*

“Don’t worry. I want Kris and Kris only”

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“Soo… the party went pretty good…” We’re getting ready for bed… It’s been a full day. “I don’t know if I said that to you before but I loved the coming out party idea”

“I loved meting Katy’s girlfriend… It’s still weird say Katy’s girlfriend, but she’s a nice girl! And I gotta ask Tommy for that shot of our faces…”

“Me and Katy were the perfect couple, huh? A closet gay and a closet lesbian!”

“Not as perfect as you and me”

“There’s no couple in this universe that’s as perfect as you and me”

“True… let’s sleep… Tomorrow we gotta face the storm that you coming out formed.”

“And we’ll face it together!”

“I almost forgot!” I jump out of bed, got to my desk and take the little velvet little box. “I bought this for us” I open it. Kris’ eyes are shining. “You bought us matching rings?”

“And they are engraved.”

“Kradam, always and forever… This is beautiful, Adam”

“Just to anybody else knows you’re mine”

“And forever will be”

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And that’s it!
Don’t ask me WHY I made a lesbian Katy.
XOXO

 Okay... so it's going to have another chapter... This one is only Kris (and Adam) on Ellen

Underline = Ellen

Italic = Adam

Normal = Kris

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"Adam! Thank God you're here!"

"I promised you I was coming, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did, but you took so long to get here!"

"Well… I was choosing the new backgrounds to the International part of the tour… And seeing some new clothes… and then I had and argue with the closet… "

"Not gonna ask…"

"Okay… So, how you're feeling?"

"Like a truck is two feet from me, and I know it's going to hit me, but I can't move…"

"I had never heard this one"

"Well… I'm a very creative person" A girl comes next to us "Kris? You're on in a minute."

"Thanks. Well, I gotta go. Wish me luck!"

"You won't need it." I want to kiss Kris so bad right now… At least, when this is over I'm gonna be able to kiss him wherever and whenever I want to. I'm next to the camera… I want to as close as I can get to Kris, in a place he can see me and see I'm here with him.

"Just back from he's tour last year's American Idol winner Kris Allen!" Everyone is standing, clapping. He's looking at me, I see his face relaxing and he's even daring to dance. I'm happy he's comfortable.

"Hi Kris! How you're doing?"

"I'm fine! And you?"

"Me too, but this is not about me… it's about you" He gave that cute laugh he uses when he's uncomfortable "So, during the last week we heard about you getting a divorce. And you're fans want to know what lead you and Katy to it"

"Well… It was lots of little tings, ya know? We got married to young, and we spent almost no time together before I went to L.A. to Idol. We grew apart during Idol, and then came the Idol's tour; I finished the album recording then came the album release, the album promotion, then I spent less then a month home and got back to my solo tour. We didn't spent time together and although she was always saying that she was okay with everything and that I was living my dream and that she was happy with what we had I could see she wasn't happy. I know her long enough to see when she's not actually happy."

"It must have been hard"

"It was… I changed a lot during the last year and I could see that she missed the guy I was before and I couldn't go back to that person, ya know? It wouldn't be fair. To Katy or myself."

"And that's why you're getting a divorce?" I'm happy I told Ellen to put a bit pressure on him… I knew he was going to need it. He's looking at me. His eyes assuring me (maybe himself?) that he was going to do it.

"Not only. Along with the changes I also found out something about myself that changed our relationship completely. Before I tell what it was, I need to clarify that even if the divorce only came out now, we haven't been together for a while." Okay… It's time. Kris is going to say it

"And what was that?"

"Well, during Idol I fell in love." The own from the crowd was cute "And I only realized I was in love when me and the person were apart, after the tour." Another own is coming from the crowd

"And you told Katy you were in love with another person?"

"At first I was to confuse about it, so I told nobody about it… I had to accept first. I was afraid that if I told her I could see it was nothing like that and our marriage would be destroyed." Another own came from the crowd but I can see they're getting restless… they want to know who it is. "When I was sure of my feeling I told her and she told me she couldn't say she was surprise… She said she already had figured I was in love with another person."

"And that was what changed your relationship?"

"Actually was who I fell in love with." He's taking a deep breath, I can see him shaking. "The thing that changed our relationship, actually changed my whole life is that" He stopped. He's looking at me, I wish I could be right there, next to him. I bit my bottom lip and nod. He doesn't look away. He takes another deep breath. "What changed everything is that I found out… I'm gay" Everyone is silent. I swear I'll be able to hear if a pin falling to the ground. He just continued "And I fell in love with Adam… Adam Lambert"

My heart stopped. The room was silent. Everyone, except me, Kris and Ellen, looked chocked. Ellen started clapping and the audience is clapping with her. They are standing, cheering. Kris looks like he took the world out of his shoulders

"I think this is how coming out should be! Receive a standing ovation for being true to yourself and to others" Kris is laughing and looking deep into my eyes. The cheers are starting to stop.

"Hey Adam, live your hiding spot and come here kiss your boy" She doesn't have to ask twice. I'm kissing Kris, I front of the crowd and the cameras. I'm the happiest person alive right now.

"So, we're going to take a break and when we get back we'll talk to Kris and Adam." The cameras went off for the break.

"Congratulations Kris! Now you're an openly gay singer"

"And prepare yourself to be called like that for a long time… well at least after everyone get used to the idea that you're gay"

"Wow guys! You really know how to cheer me up, huh?"

People on the crowd are screaming congratulations and kradam and other stuff I can't really understand. "We're on in 30 seconds"

"Are you ready?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"We're back with Kris Allen and Adam Lambert. So, I think I'm talking for your fans when I say you two make a perfect couple. How long have you been together?"

"Two weeks…"

"Something around that" I wish I could say we're together for almost a year… it would be too much, right?

"Adam, aren't you worried about what will happen now?"

"Sure I am, but I'm gonna face it. I know now that the press will have a full month but what's the point on lying? Me and Kris are together, we don't want to hide it"

"And you Kris?"

"I'm worried and, before people start talking, Adam didn't turned me gay. It's something I always had in myself… I just pretended it didn't exist. Thinking back it was probably the wrong choice to do but I'm glad I decided to be real, with myself and with you all." I can feel the audience energy. It's a good energy...

 The next day I woke up with Kris’ cellphone ringing. “It’s Katy… She want to know when my flight gets there… “ I couldn’t say anything… I only knew that I was seconds away from crying like a little baby. We were back in L.A., in my new house, but I couldn’t think about celebrating it. I could only think Kris was going away. Kris was going back to Katy. I couldn’t understand why it was hurting so bad. This was the agreement, the tour was over. I knew I had to but I just couldn’t let him go.

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Kris looked at me, with those perfect chocolate color eyes; we were parked in front of the airport. “So… we’re here…”
“Yeah… happy to be going back home?” I was trying to hide my pain.
“I don’t know… everything is a bit odd right now”
“I get it”
“So… I’m going, otherwise I’m gonna miss my flight”
“Yeah, okay. Bye baby! I’m gonna miss you.” He had no idea how much I was going to miss him.
“Me too… I’ll call you when I get there, okay?”
“Sure” And then he was gone… when I couldn’t see him anymore I just let all out. My face hit the steering wheel and the tears came out. The tears I was holding while Kris was next to me came out of like they wouldn’t be contained even if I wanted to.
When I stopped crying, at least enough for me to drive, I went home. When I got there I felt lonely. I felt my heart sink. I got to my room, turned on the tv trying to forget that he was never coming back to me. My bed felt bigger, colder, without him. I remember feeling that I had screwed everything up…

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One week later and a few, okay maybe a lot, lost phone calls later Brad was on my front door. Screaming and almost bringing the house down “Adam! Open the fucking door RIGHT NOW!” I didn’t even move. I knew he was mad at me and Brad mad was the last thing I needed to see, but, thinking back, he saved me from myself. Brad got louder “IF YOU DON’T FUCKING OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR I’M GONNA CALL THE FUCKING PAPARAZZI AND THE FUCKING COPS!” I had to open the door after that one. I knew Brad would be crazy enough to do that.
“You say a lot of fuck when you’re angry did you knew that? Anyway what you want?”
“What I want? Hm… Let me see… I want Kris to stop calling me because you don’t answer your phone, I want to have a nice and quiet night of sleep without waking up thinking you could be dead, I want you to answer you FUCKING PHONE when I call, and you know why? BECAUSE THERE ARE PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD THAT CARE ABOUT YOU”
“Could you please stop screaming?”
“Adam… You’ve been locked in here for a week now. At first I thought you needed the time, but right now I’m worried. You get to get out of here.”
“And where should I go? Arkansas? Phf!”
“Not Arkansas… you gotta get your mind busy…”
“I’m not that fragile you know that, right? I mean, sure I was feeling kinda sad after Kris went away but I’m better without all the wife drama” I knew He would never believe that, but I had spent a week convincing myself of that
“If that makes you sleep at night…”
“You want me to go out? Okay, I’m going to the studio. Is that enough for you?”
“Sure, but don’t waste your time thinking I’m leaving… I’m going to the studio with you”
“If that will make you sleep at night”
“Yes it will” I remember feeling like shit as I was taking my bath. I didn’t want to go to the studio, but I couldn’t stay home, people were worried about me.

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We got to the studio and they didn’t even allowed me to breathe… In a blink of an eye I was inside a studio with the lyrics of Can’t let you go in hand. I couldn’t believe that, of all songs we had to record, they choose Can’t let you go. I started singing it and my heart got tight again… Flashes of my time with Kris started blinking in front of my eyes
I remembered the relive on Brad’s face when I opened the door that morning, I remembered how hard was to lie to my mum and tell her I was just taking a week off after all the crazyness that was idol and that it had nothing to do with Kris
I remembered the morning that Kris went away. How hard was for me to try to express what I was feeling into every touch, every kiss. I remembered the week home. I remembered the cold that was sleeping on my bed, sitting on my couch, just how isolated and cold everything felt without Kris
I remembered trying to sleep. I remembered the headaches, the sadness of the sunrise without Kris next to me, the pain that the sunset made me feel without his touch.
I remembered the Idol’s tour… the last show, singing don’t stop believing with him. I remembered the silence backstage, everyone’s faces. How everyone seamed to be careful enough not to mention goodbyes next to us.
I saw, just like a movie, all the good moments I had with Kris. I saw the teasing, the hugs, the Wednesday nights, the little touches, waking up cuddling, sleeping cuddling, having each others arms to run to when things got too crazy, the jokes, long lasting looks. I saw his eyes in front of me, like they were right there.

When I finished singing the song I just sat on the ground and cried. Brad got into the recording studio running. “You didn’t had to sing THAT song, you know that, right?” After a while, sitting on the ground and crying I managed to say something “I know that, but I had to do it. And I got to a conclusion.” I was only sobbing, quietly, at that point. “And what conclusion was that?”
“I won’t let Kris go this easy. I’ll talk to him, tell him how I really feel and see what happens”
“Okay… I think it’s a good conclusion… Wanna go home?”
“Yes, please. I gotta pack. Who knew? I’m going to Arkansas!” I remember trying to give Brad a smile, but I didn’t succeed.

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Brad drove the entire way in silence and I didn’t mind it. I had too much thinking to do. Was I going to Arkansas? What was I going to do when I got there? Would I call Kris and ask him to meet me somewhere or I was going to his house?
All those questions were still inside my mind when I opened the door. I remember that my eyes immediately went to someone sitting on my living room couch. Kris.
When I didn’t got into the house Brad pushed me “What are you doing just standing on the door?”
At the sound of Brad’s voice Kris turned to the door. He got up and ran on my direction
“Adam! Thank GOD you’re okay! Why didn’t you answer my calls?”

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I swear to you that the last chapter will be posted soon…