"Til I Hear It From You" – Part 6

Summary and notes in part 1.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi.

-oOo-

Fiona was startled at the sound of the intercom. 'They're here,' she thought. Reluctantly she pulled away from Adam. She looked at him and smiled. "I'll be right back!" she declared. He leaned forward and they shared one more lingering kiss before she got up from the couch.

Adam watched her go with a silly grin on his face. His insides felt gooey. He was so happy he could barely contain himself. He forced himself to act nonchalant, like he did this he did this every day, but the truth was his whole world had flipped upside down – for once in a good way.

After they shared their first kiss – and second, and third – they decided to order in instead of returning to the Dot. Her condo had the added bonus of privacy. On the walk there he reached out and grabbed her hand. It felt good to declare how he felt in public. Once indoors they ordered food and resolved to talk. A few minutes into their talk they began making out instead. Nearly a half hour later they were finally coming up for air.

"Thank you," Fiona told the delivery man as she closed the door. She had ordered tapas yet she was no longer hungry. Her eyes travelled to Adam and she sighed. How did she not see this sooner? He was perfect for her all along. All the superficial things didn't matter – who cares if he was in grade 10?

As for him being transgendered, it didn't make a difference to her. In truth, that surprised her. She wasn't attracted to women, so shouldn't she care that the guy she likes has a female body? Yet, she wanted him. All of him. She knew who he truly was. The idea of dating him didn't make her question her own identity.

She placed the bag on the kitchen island countertop.

"Mmm, those smell good," Adam said as he came up beside her.

"Worked up an appetite?" she teased him.

"Definitely," he smirked. "What about you?"

"It's getting there," she said lightly.

He leaned closer to her. The energy between them was electric. She watched him with anticipation. He suddenly reached into the bag.

"Well, these gambas might pull you over the edge," he said with a satisfied grin. She laughed.

This was the Adam she knew. The weirdness of earlier today was gone. They were no longer in limbo. They were moving forward, into something beautiful and new. She decided not analyze it and just go with it. When she looked into his eyes, she had faith that he would too.

"That was a great meal, Fiona," Adam said hours later. They sat on the living room floor on cushions.

She smiled at him. "I should be thanking you," she told him. Despite her protests, he had insisted on paying. In a way, she figured this was their first date.

He reached for her hand. Once he had it, he lightly traced the length of her palm. It sent shivers up her spine. "No really, the pleasure is all mine."

It was past six. He knew he wouldn't hear the end of it for returning home late. But he didn't want to leave. Sure he should have eaten quicker, but it was much more enjoyable to alternate between finishing a tapa dish and kissing Fiona.

He had another silly grin on his face as he stared into her eyes. He could get lost in the depths of her blue eyes for hours. He was overjoyed that he had could now stare into them without restriction. In the past he could take a glimpse or two, but had to look away before it got weird. Now that he was safely out of the friendship zone, things were different.

"You should go," Fiona told him. She really didn't want him to leave, but she knew what his mom was like. They had just started dating, so she didn't want Adam to get grounded.

"You're right," he said, trying to keep the sadness out of his voice. 'You'll see her tomorrow,' he told himself. 'Get a grip!'

He stood up, and then helped her up too. They stood there for a moment, enjoying the feel of their hands around each other. Reluctantly they parted and brought their dishes to the sink. She then walked Adam to the door.

"Text me when you get home," she told him when he reached the doorway.

"I will," he nodded. "I'll call you tonight," he added. She smiled at him. They moved towards each other and shared one more passionate kiss. He then started down the hall.

-oOo-

Adam walked up the steps of his house with an impending sense of doom. It was almost seven o'clock and he was just getting home! He hoped he would get through this alive. His life had gotten seriously more interesting and he really wanted to see Fiona tomorrow!

To his surprise, before he could open the door, it swung open.

"Adam! Where have you been?" Drew inquired in a hushed tone. He didn't wait for an answer before continuing. "Mom's almost done with dinner. If you rush to the table, perhaps we can convince her you got here 15 minutes ago and didn't want to disturb her!"

Adam nodded and followed his brother inside. He threw his Degrassi jacket on the couch and rushed to the dining room. He stopped short when he saw his Dad already sitting there. They shared a conspiring glance before his mom exited the kitchen.

She immediately focused on him. "Adam, where have you been?"

"He's been here for awhile, honey. He helped Drew to set the table," Mr. Torres answered for him.

Drew and Adam nodded nervously.

She frowned at him for a moment. "Thanks for setting the table. Still, getting here at half past six is too late," she told him.

Adam's eyebrows shot up. She really thought he got here at 6:30? He fought to hide a smirk. "Yes, I'm sorry mom."

"You should be home no later than six, ok?" It was more of a demand than a request.

Adam nodded. As she placed dinner on the table he exchanged a look with Drew. Lady luck was smiling on him tonight. He gave his Dad a thankful look as they sat down at the table. Mr. Torres was amused. He wasn't above telling white lies every now and then, it if saved the peace.

-oOo-

"Okay, spill," Drew demanded as he walked into his brother's room. Adam was sitting on the edge of his bed talking on the phone. He signaled Drew to wait and then turned away from him.

"Yeah, no one could be more surprised than me!" he laughed. "I know! I can't wait for tomorrow either… Alright, I'll be there," he continued.

Drew looked on with interest.

"Okay… Thanks again… Sweet dreams. Bye." Adam sighed as he ended the call. He leaned back on his bed with a huge grin. To be honest, he forgot Drew was still there.

"Okay, what was that?" he heard.

Adam sat up. "What was what?"

"Who were you talking to on the other line?" Drew smirked.

"Oh," Adam said caught.

"Oh, indeed!" Drew plopped down next to his little brother. The added weight lifted his side up momentarily.

"Fiona," he revealed.

Drew clapped his brother on the shoulder. Adam grimaced. Sometimes his brother didn't know his own strength.

"You tell your friends 'sweet dreams'?" he teased.

Adam grinned as he shook his head. "No, not my friends," he started. "However, she and I are more than friends now."

It was entertaining to watch Drew as he jumped up and began a touchdown celebratory dance. Adam couldn't stop laughing.

-oOo-

Fiona smiled as she closed her smart phone. Adam got home okay and he wasn't grounded. They had made plans to meet for breakfast before school tomorrow. Things were going better than she could have imagined. In a few minutes she would call Holly J and tell her about the events of this afternoon, but for now she had time for quiet reflection.

She went to her room and turned on her laptop. The wall paper was a photo of her and Adam. They had spent the day at the Toronto Zoo. She had never been there before but Adam went every year. He loved animals and was an excellent tour guide. The stranger who took this photo remarked that they made a lovely couple. They awkwardly smiled but neither had said anything to refute her claim. It hung in the air for the rest of the afternoon. She became hyperaware of his proximity and every accidental touch. Her mind began to wonder, what would it be like? The next day things between them went back to normal. But she couldn't help to feel a pang every time she viewed this picture. She finally identified the emotion – longing.

She opened up her email and saved an attachment. It was a new photo, taken today. When she was on the couch with Adam, at one point she paused to pick up her camera phone.

Adam looked at her bemused as she punched buttons on her phone. "Did you get a text?" he asked, uncertain of why she suddenly broke off their kiss.

She laughed, "No. Ok, here it is."

"Here what is?" he asked not following.

She aimed her phone at him, "Camera mode." Adam raised an eyebrow, which caused her to laugh harder. "I love the way you look at me. I want to take a picture," she said simply.

Adam softened. He was elated that she wanted a keepsake of this moment. He wasn't alone here, was he? She was also pinching herself, hoping this was real. "What do you want me to do?" he asked.

"Just look at me," she told him. Adam wasn't sure he could keep a straight face. He wasn't a model and he found it awkward watching her stare into the phone. But then she looked up. Her blue eyes met his own. Without even trying he sent her a smoldering look of desire.

Fiona had almost forgotten to take the picture. Seconds later the phone fell on the floor, as an afterthought while Fiona and Adam began around round of kissing.

Fiona smiled. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough.

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-FIN-

Author's Note#5: Kind of went on a tangent, but I wanted to add some callbacks to We Are Friends. And thought it would be fitting to have Drew's reaction to FiAdam in this story.

I hope you guys enjoyed this story! It was a blast to write :D

BOO YAH!

Author's Note #6: Apparently, I'm on a roll! I finished a sequel to this story. The first part will be posted soon. It's called "More Than Friends"!