Would You Be Mine? ~Adam Lambert~

I was 17 when I ran away from home. My father was an alcoholic and my mother was a druggie. That's what happens when you live in Hollywood. I never got to live a normal life. Dad made me drop out of high school to get a full-time job that's where I met my best friend Violet, which wasn't so bad but my father would beat me every night; mom would be in her own world.

Where are my manners? My name is Rosalie Valentine and I'd like to tell you a story. It's a great story full of love, friendship, anger, violence and a pop star. You may know him or not. He changed me and my whole world. Before I met him I pushed everyone away. I didn't know how to love but he, he showed me.


7. 7


I watched Rosalie run upstairs to stun to go after her.

Why is she so hateful, I thought as I brought out my cell phone calling my manager.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Can you give me a background check on Rosalie-" Shit I don't even know her last name!, I thought.

"Rosalie what? I've already found a guy."

"Hold on," I said walking into the bathroom where her clothes laid in a pile on the floor. I dug through her jeans finding a wallet I quickly open it.

"Well?" My manager asked getting impatient.

I found her Mikes' Pub ID, "Valentine. Rosalie Valentine."

"Okay let me email my guy."

I waited a few minutes hearing a ding on the line.

"Okay let's see hmm, she's from the big apple, she and her family moved her when she was 14. Oh boy."

"What?" I quickly ask dropping her ID on her clothes heading back into the living room.

"Adam, she's been abused. The high school she went to one of the teachers notice the bruises on her and called the police but a case had never been filed because she denied it and the parents. By reading all of this the main suspect was the father. Her mother is a druggie oh shit do you have contact with this girl because Adam that's nothing you want to be invol-"

I hung up on him not wanting to hear how I shouldn't get involved but I couldn't help it. She's so mesmerizing and different. She stole my heart when I first laid eyes on her.

I quickly went upstairs I have a plan.


She slowly opened her eyes. I could tell she have been crying by the puffiness.

"I've fallen asleep?"

She sat up as I sat on the edge of her bed.

"It's only been a few minutes," I told her.

She nodded bringing her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs.

"I know." I said slowly, "I did a background check. He stabbed you with the knife, didn't he? What did he do to your hand?"

"Of course you did," She sounded a little angry, "if you want to know so damn bad yes he did he tried killing me when I got home last night. As for my hand, I did that."

I looked at her she was staring at her feet.

"Move in with me." I blurted out.

She looked at me taken back, "What?"

I slowly reached out touching her arm, "I want you to move in with me." I said it again.

She scuffed, "What do you get out of it?"

"Your safety."

"Do you mean that?" She asked as I felt hopeful that she was taking it into consideration.

"Yes of course I do."

"Um, can I think about it?"

I got off the bed feeling happy, "Yes. Now excuse me I got some business to handle."

I left closing the door behind me.


"What's wrong with you Adam?!" My manager yelled hitting his fist against the table.

"Can you keep it down?!" I hiss glancing at the stairs making sure Rose doesn't come down.

"You cannot take this girl, this stranger in! She just wants to use you like the rest of them. This isn't a damn love story, you understand me?!"

I shook my head, "This is MY life! You seem to forget who you are working for."

"Adam I'm watching out for you. I don't trust this girl regardless of the background check this is nothing but trouble."

I glared at him, "I do. What am I supposed to do? Just drop her back home and let her dad beat the crap out of her? Or worse try to kill her AGAIN? No, I'm not heartless. She's different I just know it."

He shook his head, "I don't understand you sometimes Adam."

I left the room before things get worse. I walked past her door. I stopped when I heard singing.

Is that her?

I opened the door. I heard water running. I went to the bathroom door and I put my ear against the door.  I heard her singing clearer.

"If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see you can find out firsthand what it's like to be me So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry."

I heard the water turn off. I quickly got outta the room. 

Her voice is like an angel! 


After I turned the water off  I heard the door close. 

I wonder who that was?

I shrugged it off stepping out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around me. I looked into the mirror; I was a mess! My lip was split and I got a big bruise on my left cheek where dad slapped me. I look down at my body it was covered in bruises. After drying off I covered my leg in a clean bandage my hand looked good.

I couldn't help but think about Adam, I went off on him twice and he still wants me around? Can't that idiot see I don't need him? But when he asked me to move in I couldn't help to be hopeful. I like him a lot but I still don't trust him.

I heavily sigh and walked over to the closet and open it. The clothes were in my size.

I grabbed a rainbow tank top, ripped up skinny jeans and batman hit tops. I left the room and ran into Adam.

"Hey sorry I didn't see you there," He looked at my outfit, "I see my stylist did well."

"Yeah, they fit pretty good."

"Can I show you something?"


He turned around and started walking off. We ended up inside a recording studio. I was impressed. I looked at Adam. 

"What are we doing here?"

He looked at me, "I heard you singing... I wanted to record it tomorrow."

I smiled a little, "Really?"

He kissed my forehead, "Really."

I blushed, "Well okay."

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