I look out my window as Adam pulls to a stop at a red light.

I tap his shoulder slightly, grabbing his attention before pointing to an ice cream shop.

"You want ice cream?" Adam asks, looking at the shop and then at me.

I nod and look at him again.

"Why not," he says then flicks his turn signal on.

I smile a bit and finally decide to look down at my phone.

Hey, TJ, you busy? - 10m ago

Yeah, I'm out with Adam. What's up?

Ohh. I was gonna ask if you wanted to go grab something to eat with me.

Ohh. Sorry.

Don't worry about it. You two go have fun.

I leave the messaging at that and turn my phone off then put it in the pocket of the car door.

When I look back out the window, I realize Adam is pulling into a parking spot.

I get out as soon as he parks, and wait for him to walk over.

I quickly lead him over to the shop.

Why am I so excited? Hah. Easy. It's been too long since I've gone to an ice cream shop, or even had ice cream.

We walk in and I walk over to the selection of ice creams.

A girl quickly gets up and walks over to Adam.

"Hey, Adam!" She says, smiling.

"Hey," Adam replies, smiling.

I slowly step to the side, immediately feeling pushed away by her.

I ignore the feeling and look over the ice cream choices, eventually deciding on cotton candy and vanilla.

I look over at Adam, who's taking a selfie with her, and then she quickly hugs him and returns to her table.

I shake off the jealous feeling, knowing that I shouldn't, because of course a fan would want a hug from him.

I point at the two flavors I had chosen.

"You want these two?" He asks.

I nod and look up at him.

"Alright. We'll take cotton candy and vanilla," Adam says politely, smiling at the lady who works here.

"I'm sorry if this sounds rude, but why couldn't she say her order?" The lady asks as she begins to scoop the ice cream.

"She's mute. Not from birth.. And she knows she can speak deep down somewhere."

I smile and nod a bit.

It might be in a week. In a month. Maybe a year or two. Maybe more. But I don't care, honestly.

"Uh.. Who is she?" The fan asks from her table.

"This is TJ - a girl I adopted from LA." Adam says, smiling.

"Why does she have a boys name?" She asks, looking me up and down.

That fan is the only person in here, other than her, the lady behind the counter, her friend, and Adam and I.

"TJ can actually be a girl's or a boys name. Her name is actually Tessa, but she used her first and middle initial to make the name she prefers now."

She nods and smiles a bit. "Either way, I like it."

I smile a bit in thanks and turn to the counter again, where the lady is placing the little paper bowl on the counter.

"How much do I owe?" Adam asks.

"6.99," the lady replied as she hands me a little plastic spoon.

I stand beside Adam and eat some of the ice cream as he pays for it.

I take another scoop and frown, wanting to offer him some but quickly remember he's lactose intolerant.

I mean.. A little bit can't hurt. Right?

I hand him the little spoon and he looks at me.

"You sure?" He asks.

I nod and smile a bit when he takes the little spoon and eats the little bit of ice cream that's on the spoon.

He hands it back and I smile then follow him out.

I open my mouth and yawn a bit before I get back into the car and stare down at the ice cream that's slowly dripping down and melting together down at the bottom of the little paper bowl.

I take another little scoop out of the ice cream and eat it then look out my window, furrowing my eyebrows.

I open my mouth and try to mutter something, but no noise comes out, so I clear my throat a bit.

Adam is still walking over - after he'd ran into another fan I noticed.

I swallow the extra spit in my mouth and catch myself whispering my name, which I then practice on saying over and over until my voice is loud enough to make out what I'm saying although my voice is still scratchy.

Adam pulls the door open and I look over at him then smile.

"Ready to go home?" He asks as he gets in.

I nod and smile, deciding that I know when I'll say the first thing I'll say to him and what I'll say to him.

In about five minutes, Adam pulls the car into the driveway and parks it.

I get out before him and set my ice cream on the first stair that leads up to the house and wait for Adam to walk over, my heart racing.

What if he doesn't like my voice? What if I stutter? What if my voice cracks?

Oh no. No time to think about that now.

Adam walks up, looking slightly confused as to why my ice cream is on the stair and I'm standing at the bottom of the steps.

I walk forward and hug him tightly, having to stand on my toes slightly to rest my head on his shoulder

"What's this about?" Adam asks, wrapping his arms around my torso.

A smile forms on my face and my heart pounds as I draw in a breath.

"I love you and thank you so much for saving me.." I say softly.

I feel him lean back and look at me, his eyes widening.

I smile shyly and look down.

"Did you just-"

"Yeah," I say and look up at him, my eyes scanning his.

A smile forms on his lips and he pulls me back into the hug and tightly holds me.

"God I love you so much.." He says softly and kisses the top of my head.

I smile and feel tears form in my eyes.

Of course I was scared for no reason. Like always.

"I have something to tell you that I've always wanted to say.. Adam, you practically saved my life without even knowing who I was or anything about me. Your videos just saved me because our personalities matched so well. And it felt like something just clicked because as soon as I watched your videos I kept watching them."

"Wow that's.. Really nice to hear that I have that kind of affect. I'm sorry I didn't come get you sooner.. But I'm so glad to finally hear your voice," he laughs a bit.

I smile. "I'm glad to finally use it," I say softly.

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Okay, so that little message of TJ talking to Adam is actually something I want to tell him. Because he actually did save my life.

His and my personalities are so similar it's ridiculous. His laugh completely gives me life. And he means so much to me.

I really want to meet him someday. It would mean so much to get to talk to him and/or hug him. It may never happen but hey, a fangirl can dream.

Meanwhile, enjoy this ugly selfie of me