Sorry it took forever, but I've been having issues with writing lately. It's more like a dilema that needs my readers to help me. Read to the end to figure it out.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything 21 Jump Street
The steady beating of Tom's heart lulled Ariana to sleep that night. It was the same thing that woke her up the next morning. Her blue eyes fluttered open, as she tried to figure out what exactly it was that she was laying next to. When they adjusted to the light, the twenty-three-year-old realized that it was Tom. They were on her couch, him laying on his back, her huddled next to him with her head on his chest and his arms around her.
After a few seconds of confusion, Ariana went over the previous night's events. Nothing had happened; they'd just fallen asleep like that. It was… Strange, a foreign feeling to her. She hadn't slept with anyone –meaning men- in the same bed for years, six to be exact. I think it's safe to say that is why all she could do was stare up at Tom, wondering if it was real or not.
"Morning…" his voice came out low, grumbled.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's no biggie," he shrugged, yawning as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes with one hand, the other still holding onto the female. "Any idea what time it is?"
Ariana shook her head, grabbing his free hand and twisting his wrist gently to look at his watch. "It appears to be six twenty three in the morning."
"What?" Tom took his hand back, looking at the watch himself. "God, I don't ever wake up this early on the weekend." With a pause, he looked at her. "I think it's the couch."
With a laugh, Ariana sat up, stretching her arms above her head and nodding. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Kelly won't be up for another two hours. She's usually the one who runs into my room and attacks me."
Tom laughed, sitting up as well and raising a brow. "Really? I can see her just kicking the door open and lunging at you."
"Pretty much what she does! Except," Ariana smiled just picturing it happening. "She can be sneaky, too, like a ninja. Sometimes, when she wants to give me a heart attack, she'll creep in, silent as death, and the next thing I know I'm being woken up by a cold cup of water in my face." With a proud smile and a shake of her head, Ariana continued. "I swear she's going to be a ninja when she grows up."
"Oh?" He raised a brow. "She's not gonna follow mommy's footsteps and be cop?"
Ariana paused, swallowing the lump that suddenly formed in her throat. She shook her head, forcing a smile as she stood and headed into the kitchen.
"Nope, this is definitely not the type of life I want her to live."
Tom could tell he hit a nerve, and he stood, walking over to the little island separating the kitchen from the living room. He leaned onto it, watching as Ariana busied herself with the coffee maker.
"I didn't mean-"
"It's okay," Ariana interrupted him, pushing the 'START' button on the little black machine. "Really." She ran a hand through her hair as she turned towards Tom. "My reasons for joining the force were… Well, let's just say that when I was a kid, I wasn't running around playing cops and robbers." She let out a small chuckle, crossing her arms as she tried to blink the sleep the from her eyes.
"What about you? Did Tom Hanson always wanna be a cop?"
Tom picked up the hint, and changed the subject to himself.
"Actually, yes. My dad was a police officer, his dad was, and so on. I was born with it in my blood."
"So technically," Ariana started, raising a brow slightly. "You never had a choice, did you?"
There was a moment of silence as Tom thought about it. He shrugged, standing up and cracking his fingers; a habit he'd done his entire life.
"I guess, if you wanna look at it that way. I didn't ever really think about doing anything else. I wanted to be like my dad. He was a great cop, everyone on the force loved him."
"I bet he was a lousy father." Ariana was surprised at herself for having said that out loud. The expression on Tom's face didn't make her feel any better, either. "Oh my God, I didn't mean to say that. That came out way wrong."
Tom was shocked, that was obvious. But when he broke out into a smile, Ariana was extremely confused.
"Actually, yeah, he kind of was." Tom shrugged again, nodding. "I never realized it until now, but he was never there. I mean, I knew before, but after seeing how much time you spend with Kelly, I just thought that was normal." He paused a moment before continuing.
"I guess being in our specific line of work, we got lucky. You get to come home every night to your daughter, and I..."
Ariana nodded, waiting for him to continue. "And you?"
Tom paused, biting his lower lip before looking across the counter at the woman. "I get to see you every day."
For a minute there, the birthday girl wasn't sure exactly how to respond to that. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks, and she let out an embarrassed laugh.
"You're an ass."
"What?" Tom let out a laugh as he got a roll of paper towels thrown at him. "I'm just being honest!" He hurried around the counter, dodging a wooden spoon as he grabbed Ariana around the waist. "You don't like me being so honest?"
Ariana laughed as she pushed on Tom's chest, trying to free herself from his grip. "I don't like it when you make me blush! It's embarrassing."
"I think it's adorable." Tom held her closer, with no intention of letting her go.
"I think you're adorable," Ariana laughed, giving in and wrapping her arms around Tom's neck.
"Yeah?" He raised a brow, leaning down towards her.
"Uh huh." Ariana smiled as she pulled Tom closer, pressing her lips to his in a quick kiss. "Extremely."
Okay, so here it is. I know that this is rated M (meaning Mature), but I was wondering if you all (the readers) wanted me to post (sometime within the next two or three chapters) a love scene between Tom and Ariana. It's not that big of a deal to most people, but I don't want to offend anyone. So, if you want one, let me know. If you will be offended by one, let me know. Either way, please review. Sorry this chapter was so short, but I really wanted to get one posted for you all. Again, thanks for reading, and please let me know!