Disclaimer: Lyrics are owned by Alexz Johnson. I just borrowed them.

Author Note 1: OK, cuz this was asked in a review and it's a pretty legitimate question, I figure I'll clear it here for finality reasons. Yes Jude did almost sleep with Chris – not Tommy – in Montana. I must say, props to the person who questioned it. I never even thought to spin it the other way. And I have to admit, for a half second, I went "hmmmm, that's a good twist to pull" but then discarded it. Mainly because it'd ruin a lot of what I've written from that point. So props to the person who suggested it. It almost became a reality, but no. If I would have pulled that, it would have been 10 chapters ago. Or earlier.

Author Note 2 (Thank yous): This is it kiddies! The last chapter. Let's all have a moment of silence. Kidding. Kinda, haha. Thank you to those of you who've been with me since the beginning. I really want to thank you; there's too many to name, and honestly, I appreciate all of you; even those who jumped on board last chapter, 10 chapters ago, or wherever you picked up and read probably hundreds of pages to catch up; also to the future people who read this fic and make it all the way through. All I gatta say is, you've definitely got some staying power if you're gonna/have done that. Big thanks goes out to Rockerbabe, my real life best friend who had to listen to me rant and rave for days (actually about a year) about this fic and it's plot. To Jude Quincy who helped me in the first half of this fic and letting me bounce ideas off of her and for her wonderful input and suggestions during the initial set up of this fic. It's appreciated guys. And lastly, to FeelMyBones who has been pushing for this epilogue ending for…a while, and for her other ideas and input that has helped make this a better story and ending and even though I "hate" her guts for reasons she knows why, I couldn't let this chapter go to waste.. If I forgot anyone else who contributed to this fic…well…I'm sorry and thank you as well. Anyway, enough with the "tears" and lets get on to the good stuff! What you've all been waiting for/dreading/reading for…The End of Running Back! I hope it don't disappoint!

Author Note 3: A year and a day later...it's FINISHED! If you're getting a second alert, I'm sorry. I realized a bit too late FF.N cut out a few lyrics and a couple small paragraphs. Hopefully it's all fixed now.

Running Back
6 Months Later

The phone is off the hook

"Happy Birthday, Love." I shivered as Tommy's breathe touched my skin and breathed into my ear. I turned around, and couldn't help but smile.

"18," I practically squealed out. He gave me a wolfish smile and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. "It's finally here." Tommy hmmmed and kissed my cheek.

"What do you want for you birthday, Lady Harrison?" He asked me, turning his lips to my neck and sucking gently on the skin there. My eyes fluttered close and I found it hard to speak.

And Jimmy's got a gun

"Surprise me," I breathed out and he pulled away from my neck and looked into my eyes.

"What kind of a surprise?" He asked me, mischief glittering in his eyes and I couldn't have been happier. The last six months were rough, but we got through them. Tommy and I both left G Major. Darius wouldn't enforce the contract agreement if we agreed not to sue. It was quick and easy, and within two months, our contracts were voided, my tracks were released as three bonus tracks on a greatest hits album and I was moving on with my life.

Sherry's in the river

I was still talking to a therapist about everything, but I no longer woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat every night from nightmares about Damien killing Tommy. Now it was maybe once a week, sometimes not at all. Tommy's shoulder healed nicely. He still does therapy exercises to help with stiffness, but otherwise, he's fully recovered. Dad slowly accepted mine and Tommy's relationship. I know he still doesn't completely approve, but he doesn't get that stern dad look every time we went out and was even friendly with Tommy when he was at the house with us.

And the river's gonna run again

"A good surprise," I told him, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him. He returned the kiss, tightening his grip around my waist and pulling me closer to him so our bodies pressed together.

"Actually," Tommy said, pulling away from me. I sighed and pulled back away from him, but his grip didn't loosen around my waist as he held me. "I kinda already have a surprise for you." Tommy said, a slightly nervous look in his eyes. I felt an eyebrow rise in surprise.



"Am I gonna like this surprise?" I asked him, smiling. I stood up on the tops of my toes and kissed the sensitive spot by his ear.

"I…uh…I hope so." Tommy stammered.

"Well, what is it?" I asked, going to kiss him again and Tommy pulled away and stepped back, letting his arms fall and I pouted as he moved away.

"Nu-uh. It's a surprise." He told me, smiling.

"When do I get this surprise?" I asked him and he smirked at me.

"It's a surprise." I rolled my eyes and he chuckled softly. "Come here." Tommy said, reaching into his pocket and I sighed and walked closer to him again. Tommy pulled out a black blindfold and held it up. I raised an eyebrow at him and couldn't resist.


"I wish." He stated, holding up a finger and twirling it, indicating for me to turn around. I sighed and turned around so my back was to him. Moments later, the blindfold was over my eyes and secured behind my head. I could hear Tommy moving but wasn't exactly sure where he was.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" He asked me but all I could see was darkness.

"11." I said dryly.


"I can't see anything." I stated and felt his hands on the top of my arms.

"Good, you're not supposed to." He said, and started to lead me forward. I walked slowly, tentatively, and Tommy guided me outside of his apartment. He held the door and locked it and as we were leaving his place, I knew just how much I trusted him. I didn't know that many people I'd let lead me to who only knew where blindfolded and not feel anything but calm.

So you don't know where to go

Tommy led me out to his car and helped me get buckled in before getting into his side and driving. We drove in silence for a long time, anticipation building inside me as we drove. Tommy held my left hand in his right as he navigated us through Toronto. Where was he taking me? I wondered several hundred times during the trip. After what felt like an eternity but had only been approximately 20 minutes, Tommy's car slowed to a stop and he killed the engine. He unbuckled himself and kissed my cheek.

You don't know where to hide

"I'll be right back," He whispered, and pulled away, leaving me alone inside the car. After Tommy had left, I felt nervous and panic ebb into my consciousness. I didn't like sitting blindfolded inside the car without him.

Holding all your tears

I don't know how long Tommy was gone but panic completely set in. I felt a whimper rise in my throat and reached up to take the blindfold off when the door opened and hands grabbed mine. I let out a terrified squeak and calmed down when I heard his voice.

"Hey," It was soft and comforting and I felt myself relax again. "You ok Jude?" Tommy asked me, his hands touching my cheeks and I realized I had been crying.

Keeping all your pain inside

"Tommy," I breathed out his name, reveling in his touch and having him near me again. "I just…I panicked a little." I said, feeling a little foolish and Tommy got me unbuckled and out of the car in a moment.

"You going to be ok for a couple more minutes?" He asked me, his breathe tingling against my skin as he talked. I nodded and I could feel his smile. He took my arm and guided me forward.

"Where are we?" I asked him and he tisked in response.

"You'll find out soon enough." He told me. I heard a door creak open and he led me inside. My curiosity peaked as the door swung shut behind us. "Stay here," He told me in an authoritative tone.

"Where am I going to go?" I muttered as I heard him moving around a bit around…wherever we were. I stood nervously by the door, my hands fidgeting and weight shifting to either hip as I stood, waiting for him to be ready for me.

With your back against the wall

"OK," Tommy said, sounding a bit breathless. There was something…different in his voice. Not entirely nervousness, but it almost seemed to be excited. Like a small child gets excited and I couldn't help but smile. Somehow, I knew this surprise was going to be a good one. Tommy took my arm and led me further into the place, guiding me away from objects I could bump into and moving slowly enough for me to be comfortable moving while being blindfolded. Tommy's arms gripped my arms and held me in place. "You ready?" He asked me quietly and I nodded, anticipation building as I felt Tommy's fingers slip under the blindfold and pull it off.

The sudden light when I opened my eyes burned and I had to close them again. I let out a hiss of pain and Tommy rubbed my arms comfortingly. After my eyes stopped burning, I took a couple deep breaths and opened them, slowly, allowing my eyes to adjust to the sudden light. Once everything came into focus, I let out a gasp and couldn't believe what I was seeing before me.

I turned to look at Tommy, unable to say anything, too many emotions coming over me. Surprise, happiness, regret, and shock. Tommy reached up and placed his hands on either side of my face, caressing my cheeks with his thumbs as he looked into my eyes.

Heart fallen from your hand

"Do you like it?" Tommy asked me, his eyes nervous as he gazed at me.

"Tommy…how…you did this?" He nodded and smiled at me in response. "A studio?" I asked, feeling a grin break across my features. I turned away from him and started to look around a bit. The place still needed work, that much was obvious. But so far, he had managed to recreate a place very similar to G Major's lay out, only marginally smaller. I felt tears sting my eyes as I looked around.

"Music has been a big part of our lives," Tommy started explaining as I continued to explore the area a bit, looking into doors to empty rooms, half finished studio areas, just trying to get a feel of the place. "I know it was hard for you to walk away from G Major, and I thought…" He took a deep breath and I looked back over at him from across the room. "this would be good for us."

"I love it." I said, tears falling from my eyes. I let out a small laugh as I continued to look around. "Tommy this…" I had no words to describe how I felt right now. I was so damn happy. I don't think I could have explained it in a way that did the feelings justice, but I felt like I was soaring. "this is amazing." Tommy beamed at my response and crossed the room to me. He held out his hand and I took it, still unable to stop smiling myself.

"You haven't even seen the best part yet," He said, grinning slyly at me and I quirked an eyebrow in interest.

You throw it in the river

"Oh really?"

"Really," Tommy said, bending down and kissing me quickly before pulling away to give me a teasing look.

"Then I guess you should show me then." I challenged him and he started walking us forward and I followed him. He led me down a hall I had missed in my earlier exploration and stopped by the second door.

"Open it," He told me, looking like a kid in a candy store. I couldn't help but smile at the way he was acting and did as instructed. I twisted the handle and opened the door and squealed, throwing my arms around him. Tommy returned the hug and I all but jumped up and down in his embrace. I pulled away and ran into the door, looking around at the equipment that filled the room.

"A finished studio!" I turned around and looked at Tommy who was leaning in the doorway, smiling at me. "I love you!" I yelled, running back over to him and kissing him fully on the lips. Tommy returned the kiss and I couldn't remember another time when I had been this happy.

The river's gonna hide it again

Tommy pulled away sooner than I liked and I was unable to wipe the grin off of my face.

"So, you only love me because of the studio?" He asked me, winking and I continued to grin at him.

"You know every girl loves a suga daddy." I said, grinning coyly at him. "I love it, I love you, I love…all of this!" I said happily, turning around to look back at the sound boards and then at the recording booth again, as if it might have disappeared during our conversation. I felt Tommy wrap his arms around my waist and pull me to him.

But you are not alone

"I'm glad," Tommy said, kissing the top of my head.

"You didn't have to do this." I stated, craning my neck up to look up at him. Tommy gave me another smile.

"I know, I wanted to." He told me, his eyes shining as he looked at me. "Besides, this…it's something I always wanted to do, and with everything with Darius…with you…it feels right." He told me, giving me another squeeze. "There's no one else I'd want to own a studio with."

When you're not safe

"Tommy," I whispered, turning around to hug him. Tears were filling my eyes and threatening to fall again.

At home

Tommy's arms wrapped around me and pulled me close to him. He kissed the top of my head and rested his cheek against it. I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing he is. About all the work he had put into this for me. All that he had given up to stand by me, to support me… I closed my eyes and tightened my hold around him and buried my face in his shoulder, inhaling his scent. I didn't know what I'd do without him. He was my lifeline, my best friend, love of my life, and as much as he infuriated me…there was no way I could imagine my life without him in it.

And you're running back

We stood like this for a long time, taking comfort in eachother's arms. Silence stretched between us, but no words needed to be said. It was part of what I loved about my relationship with Tommy. Words weren't always necessary.

Running back

Tommy lifted his head and changed his angle so his mouth was near my ear. "Want the grand tour?" He asked me, his voice quiet and husky as he spoke and I suppressed a shiver.

While you're off track

"Of course." I said, pulling back a bit so I could look into his eyes. Tommy smiled back at me and gave me a quick kiss before dropping his arms around my waist and I did the same. He took my right hand in his left and squeezed it gently as he led me through the small studio he bought, explaining what his plans were for the rest of the space and asking me what I thought about certain things along the way.

Looking for a hope

I was excited about our new studio. I was happy at the thought of being able to record again. To be able to be working with music on my own terms without having to worry about impressing anyone other than myself and my stubborn producer. I was liking the idea that the two of us could tackle this ourselves. Take the music industry by storm and give Big D a run for his money. Make him regret losing his best artist and producer.

Or a house to call your own

Once we were finished with the grand tour, I could almost picture the completed product. I could visualize studios being full in a couple years, talent scouts coming and going…Tommy and I both agreed we wanted to bring in new artists. People like me who were undiscovered and would probably never get a chance in hell. We wanted to stay small. We wanted to try and stay away from corporate drama as much as possible. And most of all, we wanted to enjoy making music again.

"You ready to go?" Tommy asked me and I looked around the empty future lobby and turned back to look at him.

"Honestly, no." I told him, unable to stop smiling still. "I could stay here forever." I told him and he smiled back at me.

"While I couldn't exactly say no…but I do have more plans for tonight." He stated and I looked sharply over at him.

"No, Tommy no, you can't…you've already done so much…"

"Jude, this studio…it's a gift for both of us. I want to take you out for your birthday." He told me, giving me his puppy dog look that he knew I couldn't resist.

You need a phone

"OK…but only if you promise I can come back." Tommy grinned at me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"Of course, Girl." Tommy murmured as he led me out of the studio, shutting the lights off as we went. He locked the doors on the way out and we headed back to his car, holding hands until we had to separate to go to our different sides.

You feel all alone

Tommy drove us back into Toronto, talking the whole way back about the studio and our plans. I couldn't help but think of when we could record again and finish what we started at G Major with my third album. Tommy surprised me by taking me to my favorite restaurant, a little family owned establishment with an atmosphere of romance but it wasn't a requirement to dress up. The best part was there rarely ever is a wait and the wait-staff were usually friendly and accommodating.

Dinner wasn't anything special, Just Tommy and I talking and enjoying each other's company and I loved the drama-free evening of my birthday. The first in a long time that wasn't filled with some kind of drama or fighting. It was just me and Tommy, and I was happy with that.

Don't know where to start

"I'll be right back," Tommy told me once we were finished with dinner and were talking about leaving.

"What for?" I asked him and he just smiled and kissed my cheek.

"I'll be back." He told me, grinning. "Don't be nosy." He told me sternly as he walked away from the table. I sighed and watched him go, a frown coming to my face. I hoped he didn't have anything else planned for us…for me. That studio was more than enough. Dinner was over the top. If he had anything else planned…

I sighed and shook my head. It was cute, how sweet and thoughtful he was being. He went above and beyond on this one, and I had no idea how I was ever going to repay him. As much as I loved him and how much he doted on me, I didn't want him to. I would be content just spending the day with him, writing a song or just enjoying each other's company. My 17th Birthday, at least the last half of it, was the constant proof of that.

When you're falling apart

Tommy came back a moment later and I looked over at him, trying to see if he'd give anything away. His eyes revealed nothing as he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and fished out a few bills for a tip and set them on the table.

"You ready?" Tommy asked me, and I nodded. He smiled and gave me a sweeping bow and offering me his hand at the same time.

And you need someone

I couldn't help but giggle at his display. Tommy tilted his head up at me and grinned. I took his hand and he pulled me up with him.

To hold your hand to cope

Hand-in-hand, we left the small restaurant and walked down the sidewalk to Tommy's car. Night was starting to fall on Toronto as we walked, and I shivered, feeling the cool night air going through my sweater. Tommy pulled his hand from mine and wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into his side. I noticed a couple people on the sidewalk look at us, a couple pointed fingers and I couldn't care less.

You feel a little older

I glanced up at Tommy but he didn't seem to notice the people looking in our direction; he was looking at me. He gave me a small smile and I returned it, leaning my head into his shoulder a moment later. Tommy turned his head and kissed the top of my head a moment.

You need a shoulder

We made it back to his car and Tommy unlocked and opened the passenger door for me. I kissed his cheek, my lips lingering longer than necessary, before sliding into the car. Tommy made sure I was situated before shutting the door, a habit he recently picked up. I remember back when we first met, he'd speed off well before I was situated or even had the door closed. I smiled to myself at the memories as Tommy got in on the other side. He looked at me a moment and cocked his head to the side.


"Nothing," I said, smiling at him. Tommy didn't look convinced as he put his key in the ignition and turned the key, the engine catching almost instantly.

Oh no

"What was that look for?" Tommy asked me as he put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking spot, heading back towards his place.

"I was just, thinking about when we first met and how you never waited for me to get situated in the car before speeding off, let alone holding the door open for me," I told him, turning my head to look at him, smiling slightly as his eyes grew thoughtful.

"I did?"

I nodded and reached over and patted his knee.

"It's ok," I told him and he shot me a glance out of the corners of his eyes. "We were usually running late anyway," I teased and he laughed slightly at my comment.

"You're probably right there," Tommy told me, reaching over with his right hand while his left stayed on the steering wheel and taking my hand in his, interlacing our fingers together.

But you're not alone

We drove the rest of the way back to the apartment in companionable silence. We walked hand-in-hand inside and went up in the elevator, stealing a quick kiss before arriving at his floor. Tommy moved a bit nervously as he walked down the hall to his place and I couldn't help but frown at him. I hope he wasn't planning something else. I thought to myself as he unlocked his apartment and waved me inside. I stepped into the doorway, not bothering to look inside as I toed off my shoes by the door. Tommy came in behind me and did the same, setting his keys down on the table by the door. I went to go into the apartment and froze with a gasp as I took in the place.

What they will believe

"Tommy," I breathed out, looking around the apartment. The whole place was lit by candlelight and someone had definitely done a lot of work cleaning the place up. Tommy wasn't a slob, he was pretty neat but he was a bachelor and he lived like one time to time. His apartment was spotless and every surface had candles lit, casting soft shadows around the apartment and causing the glass surfaces to glow.

"Jude," Tommy said so softly I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. He walked around in front of me and took my hands in his.

"Tommy, you didn't have to"

"I know, but Jude…" Tommy shook his head and leaned his forehead against mine, his eyes closing as if he was preparing himself for something.

And if you wanna change

"Before you walked into my life, I was a mess." He said, his voice shaking slightly as he talked and I could feel my heart begin to race in my chest. Was he doing what I think he was doing? I wondered. "Jude…" He opened his eyes and looked into my eyes, squeezing my hands gently. "you saved me when no else thought I was worth saving."

How it's meant to be

"and I didn't deserve it…not after everything that's happened between us, but you've always had faith in me. You always believed in me and…you don't know how much that means to me." As he spoke, I felt tears begin to fill my eyes. Tommy caressed the tops of my hands and continued to speak. "Jude, you were the last person I ever thought I'd fall in love with."

Even if they think you're strange

"And no matter how hard I tried not to…I fell hard." Tommy lifted his forehead from mine and took a step back and then dropped down to one knee. I felt my breath catch in my throat and I felt tears begin to fall down my face. Oh. My. God.

You wanna live a life

"Jude, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't not fall in love with you. The harder I fought, the harder I fell." Tommy squeezed my hands again and took a deep breath. "I can't imagine the rest of my life without you in it."

You need to break away

"Jude Rita Harrison," Tommy said, looking directly into my eyes. "Will you marry me?" He asked and I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. Emotions were built up in my throat and I couldn't talk. Tears were pouring down my face unchecked and all I could do was nod my head and smile. Tommy grinned back, getting up and pulling me to him before kissing me feverishly. I returned the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer to me. Tommy pulled away and reached into his pocket and slipped a ring onto my finger. I glanced down at it, not really caring what it looked like before I looked back at him, more tears coming to my eyes.

Counting on your hands

"Tommy," I choked out, wrapping my arms around him, pulling him in close to me again.

"I know this is soon and you're only 18, but" Tommy stopped talking when I kissed him, softly this time, reveling in the feel of his lips against mine. Tommy returned the kiss, deepening it a little bit, causing my head to spin and my knees to grow weak. If it wasn't for his arms around me, I probably would have sunk to the floor.

The days you have left to pay

I moved my hands up to tangle my fingers into his thick, dark hair, pulling his mouth closer to mine, reveling in the feel of his mouth moving against mine. Tommy pulled me closer to him, pressing our bodies so close I wasn't sure where mine ended and his began. He ran his tongue over my lips, asking for entrance into me. I granted him it, wanting, no needing more of him. His tongue swept into me, causing me to nearly moan when he expertly caressed the inside of my mouth.

But you are not alone

I could feel Tommy's hands roaming over my back, feeling my lines and contours through my sweater. My brain had long since stopped working, replacing all thoughts with a need I didn't even know I had. I felt my brain go hazier, my senses becoming more and more overwhelmed with his touch, taste, and smell. I felt my hands loosen their grip behind his head and wrap around his neck. His arms moved around me to wrap around my waist and pulling me closer to him, an action I didn't think was possible at this point, his thumbs working their way under my sweater and slowly massaging the flesh above my hips.

When you're not safe at home

I could faintly feel a burning sensation filling my chest and my head began to feel light-headed, but I didn't know if it was from him or lack of oxygen. I didn't care. I just needed more of him.

And you're running back

Tommy had other ideas though, and much to my disappointment, he pulled away from our kiss and rested his forehead against mine. I moaned as his mouth moved from mine and panted almost instantly, my body trying to recover from its oxygen deprived state. My eyes fluttered open and I met his gaze, his eyes filled with something I never saw in them before; lust.

"We should stop," Tommy said, his voice sounding tense. I was almost surprised when I felt disappointment wash over me. "or else I won't be able to," He said, his hands betraying his words as they continued to run up and down my back, only now in long lazy strokes, as if he didn't want to stop either.

"I don't want you to," I whispered, looking into his eyes, biting my lip nervously. Tommy's eyes darkened a bit in response and he moved and kissed me once again, causing my head to spin and I swear I could feel the world tilt as he did so. Tommy moved and I stepped back, almost stumbling from his strides before I felt my back press up against the wall behind us.

Running back

I whimpered in protest when his lips left mine, my eyes snapping open at the same time. Tommy turned his attention elsewhere, his hot lips kissing their way down my neck. I panted, trying to catch my breath and focusing on staying on my feet as my body seemed to melt under his hot mouth and soft, caressing touches. I felt his tongue lick the soft skin of my throat, causing me to moan at the sensation. He had me lost in a swarm of emotions as he continued to suck, nibble, and kiss the sensitive skin on neck. I could feel his hands feeling their way under my shirt, roaming over my stomach and back, his touch feather light, driving me crazy.

I felt him place a soft kiss on my neck, and nuzzle the spot a moment before he pulled back slightly, looking me straight in the eyes. I was breathless, could feel my panties beginning to get wet from arousal and didn't want him to stop what he was doing to me. Tommy bent down and kissed my swollen lips softly, his hands slipping from under my sweater to wrap around my waist. I returned the kiss, loving the softness in this one as much as I loved the passion from the last.

"I love you, Jude." Tommy whispered, pulling away from me slightly, his lips faintly brushing mine as he talked, and I felt my eyes flutter close at the feeling.

"I love you too," I breathed out, breathless from the kiss and the emotions filling me. I felt his calloused fingers touch my cheek before caressing it softly. I felt my breath hitch in my throat from his gentle touch and wondered how I had managed to do without it for so long.

While you're off track

I leaned forward and closed the space between us, one of my hands touching his cheek, mirroring his touch to mine. He kissed me back, deepening the kiss before running his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I granted without much hesitation. Our tongues dueled and hands continued to grope. His hands went to the bottom of my sweater and pulled it up. We broke apart long enough for me to raise my hands and for the article to go over my head before connecting once again, as if we couldn't live without the other's kiss. His hands ran over my body, exploring my curves without the sweater in their way, causing me to moan or shiver when he touched sensitive places.

With shaking fingers, I undid the buttons on his shirt and slid it from his shoulders and let it fall to the floor by our feet. I ran my hands down his chest, memorizing his build as I did so. Tommy moved his attention from my mouth and kissed my shoulder gently before his hands came to my sides, squeezing the flesh there gently.

Looking for a hope

"We should move this elsewhere." He murmured against my throat, causing me to shiver in response. Tommy ran his hands up the sides of my body and then back down again, eliciting a moan from deep within my throat. "I'll take that as a yes," He said, smiling at me a moment before kissing me. He moved before I could track it and before I knew differently, my legs were swept up from under me, causing me to cry out in surprise. I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck, and I felt his other arm supporting me behind my back. I relaxed into his arms as he carried me bride-style down the hall and into his bedroom. He set me down by his bed, my feet touching the floor again and his lips capturing my mouth in his again. I felt his hands fumbling with the button on my jeans and soon they were being pushed off my hips and I stepped out of them and kicked them away. I did the same to his pants and he tightened his grip on me as he lowered me carefully down on the bed, and moved to make ourselves more comfortable, pausing to touch and kiss as we did so. My arms wrapped around him and roamed over his back as he explored my body with his mouth, making me gasp and arch under him.

Or a house to call your own

Before I knew it, my bra was unhooked and gone, replaced by his hands and mouth. I could feel myself grow wetter as he worked my breasts, kissing, squeezing, licking and nibbling lightly. He drove me crazy with the sensations, making me moan and whimper in response to his teasing. I was lost in the sensations he made me feel and I only wanted more of this. More of him.

I grew bold as I slipped my hand under the waistband of his boxers, causing him to moan as I touched him, exploring his hard member, distracting him from his ministrations on my body as he focused on what I was doing to him. I could feel him growing harder as I touched him and Tommy stopped me, pulling my hand away before I was ready to. I pouted and he just grinned devilishly at me before he kissed me, his hand slipping into my panties and fingers brushing against my clitoris, causing me to moan. He continued to tease me with his fingers, stroking my clit but not doing what I wanted him to do. His mouth continued to kiss me, moving from my lips, trailing kisses down my neck and back again. I was lost in pleasure, not able to feel anything except how badly I wanted to have him inside me. I felt my eyes drift close, as his mouth returned to my breast, his tongue rolling around my peaked nipple as he slipped two fingers inside me. I heard myself let out something like a combination of a gasp and a moan, not expecting how good it made me feel. Soon I lost track of what his mouth was doing or where it was and could only notice his fingers slowly slipping in and out of me, causing me to moan uncontrollably.

You need a phone

When I grew close to my orgasm, Tommy removed his fingers, causing me to moan in protest. Tommy's fingers rested around the waist of my panties and he kissed me softly before pulling away. My eyes fluttered open and blinked everything into focus. I didn't even remember closing my eyes.

"You sure you want to do this?" Tommy asked me gently, caressing my cheek lightly. I nodded in response, unable to form words or coherent speech. Tommy seemed to understand and he kissed me again, his fingers beginning to pull my panties from me and I lifted my hips from the bed, helping him rid my body of the material. He pulled away from the kiss to remove my last article of clothing and then he did away with his. He reached over me and opened a drawer and pulled something from a drawer beside the bed, a condom. I watched him as he sheathed himself and positioned himself over me again. He caressed my cheek lightly as he kissed me softly, my eyes fluttering closed again.

Tommy began to slide inside of me, going slow, allowing my body time to adjust to him. It hurt, but it wasn't a bad kind of hurt, it was a pleasant kind of pain. I gasped when he filled me completely and I saw his worried eyes watching me. I gave him a small smile and reached up to caress his cheek, my hand shaking slightly from the pleasure I was in.

"I'm ok," I whispered, meeting his eyes. He didn't look too convinced, and waited a few extra moments for me. I reached down and pulled his head down to kiss him, wanting to feel all of him. Tommy kissed me in return, his kiss soft and loving before he began to slowly move in and out of me, slowly building a rhythm for both of us to move to. Pain gave away to pleasure and I was lost in it as my hips moved with his, our kisses keeping time with our thrusts. Our thrusts become harder and I moaned and gripped his shoulders as I felt my body tighten around him. A couple thrusts later, I was crying out as my orgasm hit, followed closely by Tommy's. He collapsed on top of me, his weight almost suffocating me but I didn't care. I think I might have melted into the bed. My body hummed and felt more alive than it ever had before. I felt like I was high without any aid of medication; a high only Tommy could ever give me. I reached up and played with the hair at the base of his neck, my fingers moving lazily and I felt him shiver in response.

Tommy slid out of me and rolled away from me. I shivered, suddenly feeling cold without him near me. He got up and left the room and I watched him go, wondering if I did something wrong.

You feel all alone

He came back a moment later, carrying new sheets and I got up and helped him pull the old ones off and sat back down. Tommy smiled at me and got back in the bed, pulling me down on top of him. I couldn't help but smile at his actions and I lay my head on his shoulder as his arms circled around me and pulled me closer. I closed my eyes, feeling tired and hyper all at the same time. I felt his hands run through my hair, playing with the strands and I knew I didn't do anything wrong.

Don't know where to start

"Tommy," I whispered.


I tilted my head up to look at him and he smiled lazily at me as he continued to play with my hair, twirling locks between his fingers.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being there," I started, touching his cheek.

When you're falling apart

"For the best birthday ever," I said with a smile. Tommy smiled back and leaned his head into mine, nuzzling me lightly and I felt my heart melt at his show of love.

"I'd do anything for you, Jude." Tommy murmured, his voice coming out husky and lower than usual. "I love you."

"I love you too," I said, smiling as I reached up and messed up his already mussed hair.

And you need someone

To my surprise, Tommy didn't say anything, just let me continue to run my fingers through his hair, causing it to stick up in more places than it already was.

To hold your hand to cope

"That feels good," Tommy murmured, closing his eyes as I ran my hands through his hair once again. I let my hand drop and he opened his eyes, and saw my confused look. "What?"

"Are you sure you're Tommy?" I said, jokingly with a laugh.

You feel a little older

Tommy didn't think so and my face fell when I saw his eyes darken slightly.

"Tommy, I was kidding." I said, kissing his cheek, but he didn't say anything in response. And I felt my heart sink.

You need a shoulder

"I know," he said, smiling at me, and I let out a shriek of surprise when he rolled us over so he was on top of me. He gave me a wolfish smile and started to tickle my sides. I shrieked again and couldn't help but laugh as he worked my sides. I tried to move away from him but he had my body pinned.

"Stop!" I managed to get out, laughing so hard I was crying and I couldn't breathe. Tommy didn't let up. " I. Can't. Breathe." I managed to get out but his fingers didn't stop.

"Say Tommy is the greatest and I'll stop." He told me, and I could hear his mirth in his voice.

"No," I managed to gasp out and as promised, he didn't stop.

Oh no

After what felt like a million years, my throat burned from laughing and I couldn't see from the tears falling down my face and my nose was beginning to run from crying.

"OK, ok," I said and said the words. As promised, Tommy stopped tickling me and I lay gasping beneath him, trying to catch my breath and recover. I sniffled and reached up to wipe the tears that were still falling from my face. "Happy now?"

"Ecstatic," Tommy said, bending down to kiss me. He pulled away before I could respond to the kiss and looked into my eyes, his blue eyes glittering with mischief. "Move in with me." He stated, smiling after he said the words. I just stared stupidly at him a moment, completely at a loss for words.

"I…I uh…" I stammered, trying to get my brain to work again. Tommy's smile started to fall as I scrambled for the right words to say.

"You don't…we don't have to, if you don't want to, I just thought"

I cut him off by grabbing his face in my hands and pulling him down, kissing him deeply. Tommy returned the kiss after a slight hesitation. I pulled away from it and looked into his eyes.

"Yes." I stated. Tommy cocked his head to the side and looked at me quizzically. "Yes I'm going to marry you," I stated, kissing him. "Yes I'm going to make music with you." Tommy looked like he wanted to say something about my choice of words but he kept quiet. "And yes, I'll move in with you." I said, smiling. Tommy grinned at me and kissed me in response, his hands feeling me up. No words were spoken for a long time.

But you're not alone

The End