What Keeps Us Apart (Chapter 2)
Title: What Keeps Us Apart
Author:
youkeyh
Fandom: Glam RPS/ Adam Lambert
Pairing / Character(s): Adam Lambert, Tommy Joe Ratliff
Type/ Rating: AU; PG
Warning/s: -
Disclaimer/s: I do not own the characters mentioned in the story. They own themselves. Possibly, each other. I make no profit from doing this. I have no bank account, therefore -I have no money. So please, don’t sue. This is made purely for entertainment purposes only.
Author’s Notes: Sequel for my fic ' You Make Me Come Unglued (Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff Version)'
Summary:
“Tomorrow’s a new day Lambert.” He muttered to himself on his way out of the building. “Maybe tomorrow you’ll finally find your bassist.”
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DECISIONS
“Adam . . .” His manager sighed. “You need to complete your band soon. Prolonging it would only cause further delay. And I don’t think the record company would be so happy about that.”
He was tired. He had been tired before, but this was a whole new level of tiredness even for someone like Adam. The whole week was set up to find the remaining missing members he needed for his band. He already had Monte as his guitarist. Then this week they have chosen a girl, Cam, to play the keys. Then the next day after that they hired LP for the drums, who was from another band, but he explained he needed a new gig for the band is in hiatus. He had already picked his dancers also. The only spot left was for his Bassist.
He closed his eyes while still giving half his hearing abilities to his manage who was still going on and on about the delay of their schedule.
It’s not that there wasn’t anyone who applied for the position. A lot did. They weren’t just the one Adam was looking for. Well, he didn’t know what he was looking for either. When the auditions were going on he wasn’t judging how the auditioners look, -not that he didn’t check out a couple of the cute guys who applied for the different band posts- he was concentrating more on their talents. He was weighing out the vibe between each people. It was about having chemistry. Yeah, maybe that was what he was looking for the last member.
He sighed and got up from one of the big chairs from the conference room. He just wants to go home now. It’s been a long day.
“Tomorrow’s a new day Lambert.” He muttered to himself on his way out of the building. “Maybe tomorrow you’ll finally find your bassist.”
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By the time Tommy and Max got in the club it was already packed. A crowd this big can only mean one or two things, one was sure though; their bands are going to get a big paycheck after tonight.
“The place is packed!” Max said loudly by his side. “Makes me think why the walls haven’t come down yet.”
“Yeah, but at least it’ll mean a big pay later. Lots of people equals lots of drinks and shit.” Tommy replied just as loudly.
Max nodded in agreement. “We should get past this mass of human beings. Now I’m all wired up to play all night.”
Tommy grinned. “Me too. Come on baby.”
Both of them tried to get past the throng of people as fast, as stealthy, as they can. Each also hoping, that the other won’t get blocked by their usual patrons to hold them back for a drink or, for something else. It took them at least one song that was playing to get to the dressing room. Thankfully, unharmed and all in one piece. Six Feet Story went out first, Max’s band. Tommy was proud that finally she’s doing well with the band scene. It took her a few bands to find a steady one. Being in the scene sometimes meant that things aren’t going to stay the same. Like Tommy, she also did jump from one band to another. After the set list Tommy’s band was next. She gave him a brief hug and kissed before he went on stage and played the crowd like he does all night. Once their set was also finished his band regroup with Max’s on of the reserved tables to have a drink.
“Hey Tommy, We need to speak to you about something.” Jack, their vocalist and guitarist said over the loud music.
Tommy leaned towards the guy in hopes he could hear it more clearly. “What is it Jack?”
“The band needs to go on hiatus.” Johnny, their drummer said to him.
“What?” Tommy asked, baffled by the news. “What the fuck are you guys saying?”
“Jack’s having a baby.” Johnny explained. “And my wife just gave birth. I have to set my gigs for a while to help her.”
Tommy sighed. “Well, your loved ones go first. I get it guys.” He really gets it. He just couldn’t help but be sad about it. They’ve been doing well for the past months, it’s just a waste to see that all go away.
“If you’re worrying about a gig I know someone who’s looking for a guitarist.” He pulled something out of his pocket and gave it to the blonde. “They’re auditioning though. But I’m good friends with one the guys who are looking, and I told him you’re good. I know you have a great shot at bagging this one dude.”
Tommy averted his eyes from the flyer. “Thanks man, I’ll give this one a try.” Tommy understood the situation, so there was nothing to discuss more. The rest of the night was just spent having a good time and was made as some kind of farewell party for the two guys.
MORNING-AFTERS>>>
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Comments? Suggestions? Violent reactions? Anything?! Just hit the comment box and let me know.
And thank you for reading! :D
-Vampisticated™
Author:
youkeyh
Fandom: Glam RPS/ Adam Lambert
Pairing / Character(s): Adam Lambert, Tommy Joe Ratliff
Type/ Rating: AU; PG
Warning/s: -
Disclaimer/s: I do not own the characters mentioned in the story. They own themselves. Possibly, each other. I make no profit from doing this. I have no bank account, therefore -I have no money. So please, don’t sue. This is made purely for entertainment purposes only.
Author’s Notes: Sequel for my fic ' You Make Me Come Unglued (Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff Version)'
Summary:
“Tomorrow’s a new day Lambert.” He muttered to himself on his way out of the building. “Maybe tomorrow you’ll finally find your bassist.”
.
.
.
<<
DECISIONS
“Adam . . .” His manager sighed. “You need to complete your band soon. Prolonging it would only cause further delay. And I don’t think the record company would be so happy about that.”
He was tired. He had been tired before, but this was a whole new level of tiredness even for someone like Adam. The whole week was set up to find the remaining missing members he needed for his band. He already had Monte as his guitarist. Then this week they have chosen a girl, Cam, to play the keys. Then the next day after that they hired LP for the drums, who was from another band, but he explained he needed a new gig for the band is in hiatus. He had already picked his dancers also. The only spot left was for his Bassist.
He closed his eyes while still giving half his hearing abilities to his manage who was still going on and on about the delay of their schedule.
It’s not that there wasn’t anyone who applied for the position. A lot did. They weren’t just the one Adam was looking for. Well, he didn’t know what he was looking for either. When the auditions were going on he wasn’t judging how the auditioners look, -not that he didn’t check out a couple of the cute guys who applied for the different band posts- he was concentrating more on their talents. He was weighing out the vibe between each people. It was about having chemistry. Yeah, maybe that was what he was looking for the last member.
He sighed and got up from one of the big chairs from the conference room. He just wants to go home now. It’s been a long day.
“Tomorrow’s a new day Lambert.” He muttered to himself on his way out of the building. “Maybe tomorrow you’ll finally find your bassist.”
---
By the time Tommy and Max got in the club it was already packed. A crowd this big can only mean one or two things, one was sure though; their bands are going to get a big paycheck after tonight.
“The place is packed!” Max said loudly by his side. “Makes me think why the walls haven’t come down yet.”
“Yeah, but at least it’ll mean a big pay later. Lots of people equals lots of drinks and shit.” Tommy replied just as loudly.
Max nodded in agreement. “We should get past this mass of human beings. Now I’m all wired up to play all night.”
Tommy grinned. “Me too. Come on baby.”
Both of them tried to get past the throng of people as fast, as stealthy, as they can. Each also hoping, that the other won’t get blocked by their usual patrons to hold them back for a drink or, for something else. It took them at least one song that was playing to get to the dressing room. Thankfully, unharmed and all in one piece. Six Feet Story went out first, Max’s band. Tommy was proud that finally she’s doing well with the band scene. It took her a few bands to find a steady one. Being in the scene sometimes meant that things aren’t going to stay the same. Like Tommy, she also did jump from one band to another. After the set list Tommy’s band was next. She gave him a brief hug and kissed before he went on stage and played the crowd like he does all night. Once their set was also finished his band regroup with Max’s on of the reserved tables to have a drink.
“Hey Tommy, We need to speak to you about something.” Jack, their vocalist and guitarist said over the loud music.
Tommy leaned towards the guy in hopes he could hear it more clearly. “What is it Jack?”
“The band needs to go on hiatus.” Johnny, their drummer said to him.
“What?” Tommy asked, baffled by the news. “What the fuck are you guys saying?”
“Jack’s having a baby.” Johnny explained. “And my wife just gave birth. I have to set my gigs for a while to help her.”
Tommy sighed. “Well, your loved ones go first. I get it guys.” He really gets it. He just couldn’t help but be sad about it. They’ve been doing well for the past months, it’s just a waste to see that all go away.
“If you’re worrying about a gig I know someone who’s looking for a guitarist.” He pulled something out of his pocket and gave it to the blonde. “They’re auditioning though. But I’m good friends with one the guys who are looking, and I told him you’re good. I know you have a great shot at bagging this one dude.”
Tommy averted his eyes from the flyer. “Thanks man, I’ll give this one a try.” Tommy understood the situation, so there was nothing to discuss more. The rest of the night was just spent having a good time and was made as some kind of farewell party for the two guys.
MORNING-AFTERS>>>
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Comments? Suggestions? Violent reactions? Anything?! Just hit the comment box and let me know.
And thank you for reading! :D
-Vampisticated™