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  Cee Lo looks at Blake, funnily at his last statement. “What?” Blake questions, innocently, having no idea why his fellow coach is giving him that look.

  “Do you remember you stalked Christina for a week when you realized she joined the show?” Cee Lo said as Adam’s eyes grew wide upon hearing the little confession.

  “Why the fuck you stalking my girlfriend?” Adam stood up so quickly that he hit his head on the deck of the van.

  “She’s not your girlfriend!” Gene and Cee Lo both shouted, looking at Adam, and then the duo turn to Blake to continue.

  “I had a crush on her for years, way before I married Miranda,” Blake confessed honestly, but at the same time, trying to tick Adam off. “She even signed a concert manual for me! It’s hanging in my bedroom wall!”

  “You take her down!” Adam orders, being the potential jealous boyfriend already.

  “No! I love waking up to her face!” Blake teases, as Cee Lo snickers under his breath.

  “I’m-I’m-I’m---“ Adam at lost for words, “going to tell your wife!”

  Cee Lo turns around to face Adam with a big smile, “Jealousy doesn’t look good on you, bro!”

  Oblivious by what was going on Gene had one intriguing question plaguing his mind that he had to get off his chest. He turns to Blake, “You shoot chickens?”

  “Yes, it’s call hunting my friend. I do it all the time in Tishomingo, Oklahoma. It’s a hobby really, quite relaxing,” Blake stated proudly with a twinkle in his eyes. He loved discussing his hometown.

  “Wait till the PETA get a load of this. You’ll tarnished The Voice reputation before we even start filming,” Adam rolls his eyes, still irritated by Blake’s dialogue. He wanted everything to go perfectly, hoping his friends won’t blow his cover with their stupidity.

  “Says the guy who buys six hundred dollars worth of holes in his shirts. You probably have giraffes nibbling on your air dries in your backyard!” Blake countered back, trying not to laugh at the latter. He often finds his sense of humor an accomplishment.

  “Shut your hell hole up, chicken murderer!” Adam shrieks like a little kid. He then looks at Gene in the rear mirror, “Gene Hong, what the hell are you waiting for? Put some gas and let’s go! My girlfriend is waiting!”

  Gene, Blake and Cee Lo turn around and face Adam; the trio in a united fashion both scream loud and clear for god knows how many times, “SHE’S NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND!”

  “Not yet,” Adam stated in a teasing fashion, leaning back, resting his head smiling to himself about the impending possibility, which he no doubt believes, will come true tonight.

  “Christina is not going to agree to be with your girlfriend with your uneducated fashion choices,” Cee Lo mimes as the Hong revved up the car.

  “Says the man who wears fake wigs!” Adam chuckles.

  Cee Lo looks to Blake as Blake shouted, “It’s art!”

  “Thank you,” Cee Lo pats Blake on the shoulder as Blake throws his arms around the soul man and hugs his friend.

  “What about my fashion choices?” Adam looks down at his ensemble. He got a little self-conscious but then got over it pretty quickly. He quipped, “It’s laid back, edgy, comfortable, casual and bad boy-ish. She digs my style from the start.”

  “Except the nineties was two decades ago!” Cee Lo jokes as Blake fist bump him in agreement. “Those Men and Black sunglasses have got to go!”

  Adam took down his sunglasses, examines the details. He didn’t find anything wrong with them. “It’s Ray-Ban Wayfarers! It’s a classic!”

  “Yeah but it makes you look like a dead beat creep who’s about to get ready and rob a place. It doesn’t help that you’re wearing all black too, all the while we’re in an grungy old stinky ass van!” Cee Lo said bringing his index fingers up to his nose.

  Blake nods in agreement, looking around the dingy van with a disgusted look. “Where the fuck did you get this van anyway? I need a tetanus shot!”

  “I got it off at the flea market. I can’t have Christina recognize me until tonight. Everything has to be special,” Adam charmingly said, as he snaps his finger to Gene to get going.

  “Trust me, Christina Aguilera is not going anywhere near this car if a fucking lion ran after her. I know I wouldn’t. I rather be killed by a lion then having to sit through this nasty ass van, probably infected with god knows, how many transmitted diseases,” Blake looks at Adam and rolls his eyes.

  The boys suddenly became self-conscious of the van and sat on the edges of the seat, trying not to get in contact with anything that was in the van.

  “Quit your fucking whining. I cleaned this van before your highnesses sat down with your big fat mama asses,” Adam stated as he reaches for the handles on the van to hold tight when the van wobble through some pit holes down the road.

  “With what? Your fucking saliva?” Blake looks back at his fellow coach, trying to remain balance while sitting on the edge of the dingy passenger seat.

  2:30PM

  Christina finally arrives to Beverly Hills. It was only about twenty minutes’ drive as she lives close by. Her driver came by and opened the door as a swarm of paparazzi came by her side as she exits. She put on her Chanel sunglasses as she tried to make her way. She tried to remain composure, as she hates crowded places.  This was due to an accident where she was stuck in an elevator crowded with strangers. Meanwhile Adam and the gang arrived at the nick of time as they sat by across the street, seeing the frenzy happening in front of them.

  “She’s going to eat you alive!”

  “She’s going to grill you up like chicken on a kabob!”

  “She’s going to kill you man, kill you like a dog on the street!”

  The three boys watched; each screamed out as they looked on with Adam. Christina was completely swarms with fans and on lookers as she grabbed her purse out to search for her wallet.

  “Fuck!” Adam looks on, realizing his plan had a glitch.

  “You have to go after her! She’s not going to survive this crowd especially with those sparkly heels she has on. She’s going to fall and it’s going to be all your fault!” Blake threatens.

  “Stop talking for a second, dumb fuck!” Adam rubs his temples. He grabs his leather jacket, switching out his black hoodie.

  “What the hell are you doing? There’s no time to change,” Cee Lo looks back at Adam as he swiftly weaved in and out of his sweater and into his leather jacket.

  Blake looks over into the trunk and sees that Adam bought a luggage with him. “What the hell is all this?! It’s not a fashion show! You’re trying to have sex with her, not bath in a pool of clothing!”

  Adam gives a stern look at Blake, wanting so bad to retaliate, however he had to take all of his being to not response or else this conversation was going to go miles like the Mississippi river.  He moves around the back seat, trying to look for something. He begins to feel frustrated, “Alright where the fuck is the Sprinkle Cupcake?” He scans the van as he looks up to the tinted window to see if Christina had put in her ATM in yet.

  “I have it. I was the one that suppose to take it to her!” Gene raises his hand as Adam growls with irritation.

  “What the fuck Hong! You’re killing me here! Give me that!” Adam reaches for the box of Sprinkle as he opens the van.

  “Good luck!” The three boys shouted behind, as Adam turns around heated. If his cover was blown, he was going to kill each and every last person in that van.

  Adam puts on a pair of aviator as he straightens himself up. He smells himself to see if smelled any good. His hand shakes a bit as he walks toward Christina direction as fans continue to surround her. He had to make an entrance to help distract the fans away from Christina for a moment so she can receive the cupcake. It was going to be a hard task to conquers since its in public. But Adam had conjured this plan for quite some time now, and he’s not going to let any communal circumstances get in the way. Tonight was going to happen and he was damn adamant about it.

  “Miss Christina, what a coincidence!” Adam shouted through the crowd of fans as the fans ran to him. He held the cupcake behind his back so that Christina couldn’t see. He didn’t realize that there were now so many fans, he could barely move towards her.

  “Adam and Christina! Can we get a picture of you two together? Please, please, please say yes!” One fan screech as all the fans screamed in agreement. It was obvious the two couldn’t say no.

  Adam felt his insides relax a little as this gave him a great segway to move on to his next move. “Of course!” He shouted, and then adding, “Can you guys help us out?”

  “Yes.” The fans yelp in agreement.

  “In order to make this photo op happen for you guys, I need to walk to Christina therefore, I need you guys to spread out, making a narrow pathway so I can get to her. Does that sound doable?” Adam asks with his puppy dog eyes in a charming fashion.

  In seconds, groups of fans split themselves into two halves as a clear pathway has formed. Adam walks down the pathway coolly as if it was a fashion runway. He had to impressed Christina after all. He finally got to her as they locked eyes, trying their hardest not to smile at each other.

  “Levine,” Christina softly stated. “Surprise to see you here.”

  “I was craving for some cupcakes,” Adam added slyly as Christina’s eyes lit up. Who knew he like sweets, she thought but of course everyone loves sweets.

  “Well before you get to the machine, we have a photo shoot, thanks to you,” Christina said in a teasing fashion as Adam bites down on his bottom lip.

  “Well, lets get to it,” Adam smirks, putting his hands on Christina’s shoulders turning her to face the crowd as she steps closer into Adam’s side.

  Seeing that Adam’s arms were around her, Christina was about to put her arms around Adam’s waist but she decided against it. Adam caught the hesitation as he purposefully rags on her, “I don’t have germs you know. You can put your arms around my waist. Since we’re here we might as well entertain the fans. You know, free promo for our yet to aired show.” He wittingly finishes.

  Christina squints her eyes at him with an adorable look on her face. He always has got something to say. Somehow, someway he always without fail makes his discourse absolutely charming. However, she wasn’t going to give in to it. “Just say you want your five minutes of fame with me since the paparazzi are here. You know damn well, this fan photo op will be plastered on the tabloids tonight titled the next Hollywood couple.”

  “So you want us to be a couple, ey?” Adam teases as he grips tightly to Christina’s shoulder as she blushes but the pink flush on cheeks subsided in a few seconds.

  Christina lets out a chuckle. “I rather choke on snails than be caught dead with you, but fortunately for you, I love my fans.”

  “There it is. That’s my girl. Always busting my balls,” Adam stated proudly. He loves when she gets feisty. He finds it quite sexy.

  “I’m not your anything,” Christina said quickly, trying to hide her grin. “Say anymore and you’ll get your balls chopped off.”

  “We’ll just see about that,” Adam added.

  The two smiles and giggles throughout the flashes of digital cameras from left to right. Finally security came to disperse the fans into multiple directions. Thanks to Adam’s ambidextrous quality, while his left arm was occupied with Christina’s waist, his other arm was hidden behind his back so he could send a quick text to Gene to get some help before it went any longer. It was 3:30PM and he had to get out of here since Christina next destination awaits before the big finale tonight.

  Adam quickly turns his back to leave the scene as Christina finds it odd. She spoke up before he made a turn at the corner. “Hey aren’t you forgetting something? Didn’t you want a cupcake? My treat.”  

  “Well, well, thanks Miss Christina. Actually sugar isn’t a good idea. I have an important night tonight. I can’t get all hyped out and sugar high. I have to be on my best behavior,” Adam smiles devilishly.

  Upon hearing Adam’s plans tonight, Christina felt a little gloomy. He has a Valentine, great. She tried to act like his little confession didn’t faze her. “Oh. You got yourself a Valentine. Too bad for the girl, she doesn’t know what she’s getting into.”

  Adam lets out a chuckle. He blushes, seeing how the simplest thing could rub Christina the wrong way. He loved it. A little jealousy in a girl is toots attractive, he thought. “Am I sensing jealousy from the one and only Christina Aguilera?”

  “Me? Jealous?” Christina lets out a cackle, a purposeful one. “Please. That is one invidious feeling you’ll never ever get a chance of knowing.”

  “Get a cupcake darling. It’ll make you feel better. Happy Valentine’s Day,” Adam tries to keep a straight face as he ran across the street.

  At this point Christina was fuming. She stomped her feet and looked at the Sprinkle Cupcake ATM Vending Machine. She made up her mind. She’s definitely going to that carnival tonight to show up Adam when they meet again for The Voice meeting.  She’ll have her chance to rub it in his face about her secret admirer. Before she put in her ATM card, she looks down to the flapping window and sees a box that was clearly address to her. It was amusing to her to say the least. She didn’t even see the box inside the transparent window, prior to the photo op. She squats down and reaches into the window and grabs the box. She untied the festive red ribbon with hearts details on it and sees a cupcake. On top, the cupcake had a cute frosting inscription with a drawing of a heart with a letter C right in the middle.  She glances up and sees, a little sticky note posted on the flap of the box that reads:

  And foolish though it may seem

To me that's everything

The mere idea of you

The longing here for you

Go to The Grove

And stop by Tiffany’s

Your next clue waits

Sincerely Your Secret Admirer

  4:00PM

  Adam exhales as he jumps into the van, “Pfff. That was close!”

  “When Christina Aguilera fucking ask you if you want a cupcake, you get a cupcake!” Blake turns around, irritatingly stated in a teasing fashion.

  Adam breaks into confusion. Oh crap, did he do something wrong? Should he have stayed and grabbed a cupcake from her?

  Upon seeing the confused look on Adam’s face, the three boys turn to face him and yelled, “We’re hungry!”

  “Geez you would think the man was considerate of our hard labor!” Blake yells out as Cee Lo nods in agreement while Gene in the rear mirror flashes a smile as the three boys tried not to laugh. Unfortunately it failed as Blake’s Santa laugh broke out.

  “Did you see his face?!”

  “Pussy ass face!”

  “You’re so whipped dude!”

  “Good job, Levine, you’re getting laid tonight by the one and only Christina Aguilera!”