linzeestyle

I have nothing to say for myself. Sometimes you are just blindsighted by a new fandom -- and by "new fandom," I mean "sparkly alien from planet Fierce." And then you write 14,000 words of American Idol fic.

/o\ Thanks, tasyfa, for assauging my worry that I'd just be transposing Pete into Adam's skin. And revid, I am going to hold off on harassing you to beta until I get the Kradam House Lights written (this is not what it will actually be). I'll post this to communities tomorrow (where does one post these things?) but for now...done.

And now I have to pack so I can go to Disneyland for my birthday this weekend! :)

Title: like gasoline
Author: Linzee (linzeestyle)
Pairing: Kris Allen/Adam Lambert
Rating: Hard R
Word Count: ~14,000
Disclaimer: This story lies.

Warnings: Infidelity, mentions of drug use. If you googled yourself, your siblings, your spouses or your friends to get here, you know where the back button is.

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Guess you've got it all worked out so far;
you adjust your reason until you see the light from where you are.
(Rob Thomas, "Gasoline")

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( They're five days away from the first date of the tour when It leaks )

continued in part two