Okay! This is one of my first Instant Star fanfic's so please, constructive criticism always helps along with positive reviews! Well, I was thinking about just leaving this as a one-shot but as I started writing it, it really feel like it needs more things to go along with it to really explain the whole story. Tell me what you guys think! Should I leave it as it is, or continue on with it?
Also, with every update I have if I continue, I'll post some questions just to get your input on what should happen next in the story! Just for fun!
Disclaimer: I do not own Instar Star no matter how hard I wish for it. I do not own Jude Harrison or Tommy Quincy nor do I own Alexz Johnson and Tim Rozon... As much as I wish Tim was mine! The story-line is the only thing that would be considered something of my creation.
"Tommy! Open up!" Jude yelled as she refrained from knocking and began to pound on Tommy's door.
"What, Harrison!? What?" Tommy screamed from inside of his house.
"Quincy, you better let me in or I'm breaking this door down!" she argued back.
"Fine, pushy," he said as he got off of his couch and headed towards the door. Jude was ready to start pounding again when she heard the doorknob click from the inside.
"No thanks, I don't want any cookies," Tommy said sarcastically, pretending to shut the door.
"Tommy!" Jude started to yell.
"Take a joke, Harrison," he said sighing.
"Can I come in?" Jude asked
"Well, I don't really know how to say no…" he replied.
"Funny, you should be a comedian," Jude said, her voice dripping with even more sarcasm than Tommy had used before. She pushed by him and dropped her things onto his couch.
"Going somewhere?" he asked.
"No, I'm just moving in," Jude said simply.
"Seriously, Jude…" Tommy continued.
"Fine, you want the truth? I've been feeling like I don't belong anywhere and that I don't have a home. I don't have a real home. I haven't had one since I was five and I was barley even able to understand what home was. Sadie and I have been going at this tough with my dad, but I need a change. I need a home. So, I was thinking that if you'd let me, I could crash here for a couple of days while I look for an apartment. Is it okay with you?" Jude asked.
"Again, I can't say no so - "
"Tommy! I'm being totally honest with you here!" Jude shrieked.
"I don't know if it's such a good idea, Jude," Tommy said, starting to feel uncertain about her plan.
"Oh, come on! Who's going to tell Darius Tommy, huh?" she asked, "Just let me stay here a couple of days so I can figure out where I'm supposed to go."
"What's wrong with your rehearsal space? It's got a couch," he said.
"Too easy. They'll find me in no time," Jude said looking around inside Tommy's house. "Trust me, I've already considered every possible option but this is the only place I can actually stay hidden for a few days."
"You going incognito on us Superstar?" Tommy asked playfully.
"Something like that," she replied, "Can I stay here or what?"
"Yes, Jude. It's fine if you stay with me for a few days but only a few," Tommy said.
"You won't even know I'm here," Jude stated.
"Well, that's going to be hard," Tommy said smiling. Jude was being sneaky because he never noticed the pillow that was rocketing towards him until it had hit him dead in the face.
"Oh, you're going to get it now," Tommy said smirking with mock hurt, while he picked up the pillow that Jude had thrown at him.
"No! Come on Tommy I just got here!" Jude protested laughing when Tommy came forward with his pillow. Before he could strike her, she leaped off of the couch and ran into his bedroom, grabbing as many pillows as she could. Well, at least she thought it was his bedroom. She'd only been there once and that was because Sadie had asked her to stop by to pick up something of her's from after the breakup.
Tommy followed her lead and ran to the guest rooms to grab as many pillows as his arms could hold. He flung them down on the ground and had strategically started to make a fort at the end of the biggest hallway inside of his house while Jude built what resembled a military base.
Jude threw the first pillow and that started the war. Many of Tommy's pillows were smaller, making them easier to throw but Jude's were big so there was a one in ten chance that she would ever miss.
Suddenly, Jude reached for a pillow but none were left. She panicked.
"Freeze! I'm out of ammo!" she shouted at Tommy. She quickly leapt out of the inside of her military base but Tommy was quicker.
"No you don't!" he yelled, chasing after her. She tried to get away when she saw Tommy headed straight for her. She ducked down under the counter top. That was a bad idea. She looked up a couple minutes later to find him gone. Hiding from her. Everything was silent and he feeling of anticipation was slowly getting to her. She looked to her left and to her right but no one was there. She moved in such a slow manor that she would have resembled a sloth at that moment but that was the last thing on her mind. She crept around the kitchen to find an empty room.
Now she was stuck in Tommy Quincy's house about to be attacked at any moment.
Slowly she crept, keeping her eyes as open as she could, looking for any sign of movement.
Suddenly, she turned the corner and was swept off her feet the second she could process what was happening to her. She screamed as loud as she could while she was being picked up and taken over to Tommy's bedroom.
"Put me down!" Jude protested.
"Fine," Tommy said, laying her down.
Jude was expecting to have her back collide with hard flooring or tile but, her back was met with a soft comforter from the top of his bed. Tommy plopped next to her and they both lay there, breathing heavily and about ready to pass out from all of the excitement.
"That was fun," Jude said, laughing.
"I feel like I'm a five year old again," Tommy said, trying to catch his breath and laugh at the same time.
"Glad to know it, Grandpa," she retorted.
Tommy laughed and turned his head so he faced her. He looked at her for a moment until he heard her stomach growl almost simultaneously with his.
"I'm hungry," Jude stated.
"Let's get something to eat," he said, getting to his feet and helping Jude off the bed.
They walked into the kitchen and Jude sat down at one of the barstools that were centered around the stove and sink area while Tommy looked through his pantry.
"I don't think I have anything that doesn't require baking," he said, in awe of his own pantry.
"How does that happen?" Jude asked, "Don't you eat at all?"
"Yea, but I normally eat at the studio or out to eat on days like this," he replied.
"Well, then we better get started making something," Jude said, getting off her place on the barstool, over to the pantry where Tommy was standing.
"You mean we cook together?" Tommy asked.
"Yea, it can't be that hard. I've watched Sadie make me things all the time," Jude replied. "Now, get the flour, salt, eggs, milk, vegetables, and things like that while I start getting everything ready."
"Are you sure we need all that?" Tommy asked.
"I hope so," she said.
Jude got out two bowls and spoons to mix things with along with some cool kitchen gadgets she found in some of the drawers. Tommy had returned with all of the baking ingredients. They had started to get things out of the boxes and bins, but Tommy accidentally let the flour bin slip out of his hand and crash on the floor, making it splatter all over the tile and their clothes. Jude started to laugh hysterically while Tommy was cleaning up the floor, frustrated.
He heard Jude laughing and looked up at her with flour covered hands. The sight of her laughing and all of the flour around him made him laugh a little too so he picked up some flour and rubbed his fingers in it. He then pulled Jude closer to him and tapped the tip of her nose with his flour-covered thumb. He took his other two fingers and made battle-lines like a football player has under her eyes. He laughed a little but still kept Jude's face gently in his hands. They just looked at each other, smiling slightly as their faces inched closer.
Without knowing, they had left the pot that they had dumped random stuff in, sit on the stove for a little too long causing it to boil over and break the tension between them. Jude jumped up and turned the stove down a little. Tommy cleaned up the flour while Jude cleaned up the mess the pot had made. They sat in uncomfortable silence for a while just cleaning and minding their own business until the over beeped.
Jude took their creation out of the oven and placed it onto two plates, allowing it to cool first.
"Here it goes," Jude said, while taking a bite of her food. Tommy did the same but when they finally got the chance to taste it, the both spit it out immediately.
"You know what, I'll order us some pizza," Tommy said laughing.
"Sounds like a plan," Jude replied. "Hey, how about I order the pizza while you go ahead and take a shower. I'll get this cleaned up and we can have some pizza when you're done."
"Jude, it's okay, I'll help" Tommy said, "You don't have to do this."
"But I want to. I just want to say thanks for letting me stay here for a while. It's the least I can do," Jude explained.
"Wow, I'd never thought in a million years that the actual Jude Harrison would clean my kitchen," he said smirking in mock awe.
"I never thought in a millions years that you would fall for that!" Jude said excitedly laughing.
"Oh, no, you aren't making me clean all this up by myself," Tommy said.
"Ha! Twice! Man Quincy, you sure are gullible," Jude said, calming herself. "Don't worry, I'm going to clean it. Go ahead and get in the shower. But watch out, I think when you use the dishwasher and sink at the same time, it turns the shower water icy."
"What?" Tommy asked angrily.
"Three times!" Jude said, about rolling on the floor laughing so hard. "Oh my god, that's like a new record or something! 'Jude Harrison, fooled Quincy Jones three times in two minutes!' What a story!" Jude continued in a serious, reporter style way.
"Yeah, whatever Harrison. You should be thankful that I'm actually going to leave you hot water," Tommy said smirking. "But, since you are cleaning up, when you're done, you can get in the shower down the hall. It will be warm water. Trust me."
"Alright thanks Tommy," Jude said.
She finished cleaning up not long after he'd left so she got in the shower and after she was done, she called for pizza. Tommy had come out with we hair, as did she but she had to borrow one of his shirts because her clothes had gotten dirty from the flour and the bathroom floor.
She came down his hallway in just a towel but it wasn't that short of a towel. She was covered up from her chest down to her knees so that meant, everything else was for the mind to imagine. She got one of his black shirts, put it on, and answered the door for the pizza guy.
After a long day, they sat eating together in front of the TV watching the movie The Hills Have Eyes. Jude had already seen it but was still scared and Tommy was practically cracking up the entire time thinking the main guy looked weird.
Finally when the movie ended, it was midnight so they thought that they should be heading off to bed. Tommy told her that she could stay in his guest room or even stay in his room on the couch in there but Jude wanted to remain in front of the TV on the couch in his living room. He gave her a blanket a pillows and gave her the remote to the television and slowly got up.
"Well, I'm going to bed now and I'll see you in the morning," he told her and then headed off in the direction of his bedroom leaving Jude to sit on his couch and watch him leave.
"Forgot something," she said to his retreating back. He turned around slyly to look at her.
"And what is that?" he asked while Jude got herself off of the couch and wrapped her arms around him. He was shocked at first but then slowly relaxed and put his arms gently around her back and lowered them to her waist after a while. Jude pulled back and leaned her forehead on Tommy's smiling.
"Good night, Tommy," she said. She turned back towards the couch, and laid down under a red blanket.
That night he couldn't sleep a wink. Every time he tried, he remembered that Jude Harrison was sleeping on his couch. He smiled to himself when she realized that the only time she was quiet or still was when she was sleeping. You couldn't think about Jude, or her personality, without smiling.
Tommy could hear a muffled sound coming from the living room where Jude was so, he got up and decided to check it out. When he walked into the room, he saw Jude sitting on the couch with the television remote in her hands and the blanket tucked around her. Light was shining off of the TV in front of her and it glowed across her skin. Trails of her silent tears were glistening because the only light in the room was the television. She was crying, but not for the reasons he was thinking. He paid more attention to her features and watched as her expression changed from highly concentrated to soft, and caring. She was watching the TV so intently that she didn't see him come in, nor did she notice that the television volume was turned down so low, that it was barley audible.
The TiVo was working overtime, rewinding and pausing, rewinding and pausing, as it allowed Jude to watch what she loved over and over again. Tommy could hear some of the dialogue and it sounded like two people were dancing to music in the 1950's.
"You know Susie, I'm really glad I had this time with you," said one of the characters.
"Yeah Greg, me too," said another character.
"I haven't said this to anyone, but you're a real swell girl," Greg said, "I'm glad I got to know you."
"Thanks Greg," Susie said smiling.
"I think I'm in love with you, Susie," Greg said, quietly.
"That's all I've ever wanted Greg. For I am just a girl standing in front of a boy, asking him to love me. I never thought that it would happen," Susie said.
"You can be anywhere when your life begins. You meet the right person and anything is possible," Greg said.
They danced and danced until the music grew faint in the backround.
"I'm beginning to think that maybe it's not just how much you love someone. Maybe what matters is who you are when you're with them," Greg said looking Susie in the eyes. "And I love the person who I am when I'm with you."
Tommy smiled. Chick flicks always had the best lines for a guy to say to a girl but some of them were just cheesy.
"Jude," he said quietly, trying not to scare her. He leaned against the doorframe that looked into the room. "Are you okay?"
"Tommy, I'm sorry!" she said surprised. "I didn't mean to wake you up."
"Don't worry about it," he said, "I couldn't sleep anyways."
"Come sit," Jude said, patting the spot next to her on the couch where he willingly sat. After he sat, Jude pulled some of the blanket out from under her and placed it gently over Tommy, so they shared the blanket. He watched her for a moment as she looked at the TV screen with fresh tears in her eyes threatening to fall.
"Why are you crying?" he asked, concerned.
"No reason, I was just watching a movie," she said honestly. "It's in black and white, but it's my favorite movie. It gets to me every time I watch it. I probably have seen this a million times and somehow I always cry."
They sat in silence for a few minutes just watching the movie until Tommy spoke again.
"What's it about?" he questioned.
"Well, it's about a guy and a girl who love each other, but they can't be together," Jude said, her eyes focusing back on the TV to let a few more tears fall.
"Sounds familiar," Tommy said looking at Jude, who smiled back. "How does it end?"
"Well," Jude began, catching onto his game, "The boy realizes he was silly to make the girl wait all that time when he could have had her anytime he wanted. He didn't see that even though he dated other girls, or did anything not so smart, she still loved him. So, in the end, the boy finally knows what he truly wanted in his heart even though he was questioning it before. She was always there for him and he was stupid not to realize it. All the girl wanted was to be loved by him."
Tommy felt like he had all of the wind knocked out of him right there on the spot. He knew Jude had cared about him, but he couldn't make himself see that she was the one he was in love with.
"Sounds like a good movie," he said as he inched his face closer to hers, staring directly into her eyes.
"Yeah," Jude said half-heartedly. She looked at Tommy, and then at his lips, waiting and somehow knowing that something was about to happen.
They could barley hear the faint sound of the television in front of them saying one of it's famous lines that Jude loved so much.
"I love that you get cold when it's seventy degrees out. I love how you sing to me like no one is around but us. Your voice is an angel's. I love how I go crazy thinking about how great you make me feel during the day and that I never want to leave you. I love that after I spend a day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes, and I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. I love the way you smile because it warms my heart. I love everything about you."
Tommy finally closed the remaining gap between them and slowly brushed his lips against hers before he pressed them into hers. Jude slowly started to kiss back softly and gently. Jude felt Tommy trace the outline of her bottom lip with his tongue as she parted her lips slightly allowing him to enter her mouth. They explored every crack and crevice of each other's mouth until Tommy pulled away allowing Jude to place a few more pecks on his lips. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he began to place feather light kisses on her neck and collarbone. Tommy leaned back, into the couch and took Jude with him. They sat sitting on the couch, holding each other while Jude laid her head on his stomach, focusing back onto the TV.
"So that's it?" Jude asked after a few minutes.
"What?" Tommy questioned.
"No 'You're too young' or, 'We can't be together because I'm your producer.' All those things you used to say to me after we shared something special? You're not going to say any of that?" Jude asked, propping herself up on his chest so she could see him.
"Tonight I think I want to forget about all of the things I've done in the past. Just for tonight, okay? I want to think about what's happening right here, right now," Tommy explained.
"Oh, and what is that?" Jude asked.
"Us," Tommy stated simply.
"You know, I'm totally fine with that," Jude said, beginning to doze off. "Quincy?"
"I'm glad I'm here."
And with that, the two fell asleep, wrapped comfortably in each other's arms.
So, What'd you think? I've love to hear!
For the next chapter:
1. Who should wake up first?
2. Should they go into the studio or spend time somewhere else?
3. Should someone find out where Jude is?
4. Did that happen too fast?
Just some random questions that I could input into the next chapter...