Shannon's POVI was sitting in the living room after watching the boys record some of the guitar riffs for We'll Be A Dream. Carsyn had come with me, so she choose to watch iCarly. She was laying on the sofa and had her head resting on my leg. I started running my fingers though her hair softly, and she slowly fell asleep. I heard the studio door opened and prayed it wasn't Danny or Dougie because they'd wake her right back up. Then a pair of arms snaked down mine and took a hold of my hands and kissed my cheek.
"She sleeping?" Tom whispered. I nodded, playing with the ring on his thumb. He stayed still for a few minutes, then let go of my hands and walked around to stand in front of me. I looked at him oddly, wondering what he was doing, then realized he was looking at Carsyn. He cocked his head to the side and scrunched his face up like he was thinking, then looked at me and pointed at her. "How do I move that to the bed?" He asked, now pointing to the hallway. I shook my head and gently picked Cars head up, stood up, then put it back down. She shifted, curling up into a ball, which made Tom even more confused.
"I really have to do everything, don't I?" I asked playfully, smacking his stomach. Tom laughed slightly.
"You've had four years to learn. I'm new at this. Show me what to do, I'll do it next time. I'm a fast learner." He said. I put one arm under Carsyns legs and the other behind her neck and lifted her off the sofa. I pulled her into me and leaned her head against me, then moved my arm down her back softly, and looked at Tom. "Got it." He nodded, and we turned towards Carsyn's room. I tucked her into the bed and then turned to leave. I turned back around to see if Tom was behind me, and he wasn't. He was standing at the side of Cars bed, leaning over to kiss her forehead. I smiled and leaned on the doorway, waiting for him. He looked up and smiled at me, then we left her room.
"Yours or mine tonight?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Yours was last night. My turn." I smiled slightly and walked into my bedroom. I walked over and collapsed onto the bed and Tom laid out next to me, taking hold of my hand. I moved closer to him and curled up to his side, leaning into his t-shirt. He let go of my hand to wrap his arm around my neck, then reattached his hand to mine."Do you have to go back down?" I asked quietly as Tom played with my hair.
"Nope." He answered, popping the 'p'.
"So what are the plans for tonight then?" I asked, looking up at him. He smiled and looked down at me slyly.
"Well, I've got a few ideas, but I'm interested in how I am to repay you for We'll Be A Dream." He said. I groaned.
"Dont remind me about that. I dont want to think about it like I'm actually doing it. Lets just pretend like I'm helping. Ew, that makes it worse. Lets just not talk about it." I said, shaking my head. Tom laughed a little, so I rolled over onto my side and kissed his jawline. "And I'm willing to know what you think will repay me." I said softly, wrapping my arm around Toms waist. Tom smiled and leaned in to kiss me as the door flew open.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Tom groaned, falling backwards onto the bed and letting go of me. I took a deep breath, praying for three things. 1) my face wasnt bright red, 2) it wasnt Carsyn, 3) it wasnt Harry. I squeezed my eyes shut and turned around slowly, then peeked out and of course, it was Harry. He had this weird expression on his face.
"What. Do. You. Want?" I asked though gritted teeth. Harry looked at Tom and opened his mouth then looked at me and closed his mouth in this weird scowl looking thing, then he shook his head and threw his phone at me.
"Mom wants to talk to you. And I want to erase that image from my mind." He said, turning around to leave. "Put my phone in my room when your done." He said and shut the door. I looked at Tom, wide eyed. He sat up and looked at me sideways.
"Whats wrong?" He asked quietly, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as he kissed my forehead.
"I never told her. About us. Or Cars." I answered just as quietly. He took a deep breath.
"I told her about us. I didnt know about Cars or I would've done it." He breathed out as I picked the phone up and put it to my ear.
"Hey mom." I forced out, nervous. Tom squeezed my arm, reassuringly. I leaned into his chest, waiting for a responce.
"Shannon." She finally sighed, relieved. I smiled slightly, glad I wasnt already being scolded. "Baby, you had me so worried. I looked for you for months and couldnt find a single trace as to where you went." She said. I sighed.
"I know. And I'm sorry. But I'm not going anywhere any time soon." I said, and Tom smiled and rubbed my arm.
"As long as your okay. Harry says you have something to tell me?" She asked. I sighed and cursed my brother in my mind. I moved the mouth piece away from the phone and looked up at Tom.
"Remind me to kill your god damned drummer." I grumbled, which made him laugh loudly.
"Who was that? What are you doing to your brother?" She asked, automatically and sternly. I laughed, remembering hearing the second phrase so much when we were younger.
"That was Tom, mom. Harold isnt in the room, but expect to get a call from someone later saying I landed him a room with a view in the hospital." I said, trying my best to sound sarcastic, even though I was being serious, then I took a deep breath. "Look, mom. The reson I left is because..." I trailed off.
"Because why? Shannon, I've gone though every possiable situation in my mind trying to figure out why you left, and none of them really make sence to me." She sighed. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, deciding to be blunt.
"I was pregnant. I have a three year old daughter. Well, she'll be four next week. And mom, I know I disappointed you, but that was one of the reasons I didnt keep in contact with yous. And because I didnt want Tom to find out." I explained, feeling a tear fall from my eye. Tom sighed and wipped it away for me, then kissed my cheek. I smiled slightly at him, and he returned the guesture. Mom was quiet for a few minutes.
"Shannon Elizabeth Judd..." She trailed off. I closed my eyes, preparing for the scolding. "What on earth would make you think that I could be disappointed in you? You obviously made a mistake, and you delt with the consequences. I dont understand why you did it alone, but you dont have to be anymore. I love you so much, baby girl. And I miss you." She said. I laughed slightly, extreamly happy.
"I love you too mom. and I miss you." I said, squeezing Tom slightly, but he was now distracted with looking at the posterrs and pictures I had tapped to the walls.
"Tom'll make a great dad." She said. I smiled and looked at him as he looked around in amusement, and nodded, even though she cant see me.
"I know." I said, then Harrys phone started beeping. "Oh, crap mom, Harrys phone is dying. I promise I'll call you tomorrow. Go to sleep. Its like 4 am." I said, refering to Essex time. She laughed.
"Okay, honey. I love you. Tell your brother I love him too. And tell your daughter-" I cut her off.
"Carsyn." I said.
"Tell Carsyn I cant wait to meet her." Mom said. I smiled again.
"I will. I cant promise about the message to Harry, because he might not live very long, but anyway, I love you mom. Tell dad I love him, I miss him, and I'm sorry." I said.
"I will. Bye baby." She said
"Bye mom." I replied and pressed end, and looked at the battery on Harrys phone. It was full. Why the hell was it beeping?
Shout shout shout it from the rooftops-
I smiled and was about to answer it, but Tom took it off me and went into the hallway.
"HARRY! YOUR LOVER IS CALLING!" He screamed. I threw a pillow at him and he turned and looked at me oddly.
"Carsyns sleeping down the hall!" I yelled. He winced and turned around, just as Harry came storming down the hallway, grabbed his phone, and ran back the way he came from. I laughed. "Are him and Kayla still obnixously in love?" I asked as Tom walked in, shut the door, and locked it behind him this time.
"Most of the time. I think they might've had their first fight recently. I didnt know what was going on. Harry came over pissed out of his mind, but I usually ignore him, so I dont remember what it was over, but Carrie said that Kayla showed up at my parents house ranting about how much of an idiot Harry is. And then the next day Kayla was sitting on Harrys lap in Dannys back yard for a cook out. I was so confused." He shook his head, making his way over to me.
"Its not as bad as us. I usually beat the crap out of you, then kiss you or something." I shrugged, kneeling on the bed as I wrapped my arms aorund his neck. He smiled and rolled his eyes, then wrapped his arms around my waist and pecked my lips.
"Danny doesnt believe me that your nice to me when nobody else is around." He mumbled before kissing me again, a little bit longer. I laughed and pushed him away a little bit.
"Thats the point of only doing it when nobody else is around." I explained. "I thought that was obvious." Tom rolled his eyes at me again.
"Shut up and let me repay you." He said, kissing down my neck.
"You dont even know how I want you to repay me." I said, pushing him away.
"Give me an idea." He said, rubbing a circle on my back. I shook my head. "Please?" He kissed my cheek.
"That will not get you anywhere this time." I smiled.
"Wanna make a bet?" He asked, kissing me softly on the lips. I nodded. "10 quid says I can get you to tell me what you want." He kissed me again.
"First off, 10 quid will get me nothing here, Second off, I'm not that cheap. 50 bucks says someone will ruin this within the next ten minutes." I said and he kissed me again. I kissed him back this time.
"I locked the door." He mumbled after breaking off and kissing my jawline to my neck. Then the doorknob jiggled. I laughed.
"Called it. You owe my 50 bucks and for We'll Be A Dream." I said, pushing him away from me. He groaned and sat down next to me, glaring at the door.
"What do you want?" He called, irritated. I laughed and pushed him sideways.
"Mommy!" Carsyn called from outside the door. I jumped off the bed and unlocked the door, then pulled it open and knelt down. Carsyn threw her arms around my neck and squeezed me, sobbing slightly.
"Whats wrong, baby?" I asked, rubbing her back as I stood up with her. Carsyn wrapped her legs around my sides and Tom kinda sprinted towards us, wrapping one hand around my waist and rubbing Carsyns arm with the other.
"I had a bad dream." She mumbled into my shoulder.
"What was it about, love?" Tom asked softly, looking a little scared. I smiled at him, reassuringly. He was handling it better than I thought he would. Carsyn pulled herself away from me and reached out to Tom. He raised his eyebrows but took her from me, and she nuzzled herself into his neck.
"You left again. Without mommy this time." She sobbed, hugging him tighter. "Please dont leave, daddy. Please." She begged. Toms eyes widened and then squeezed shut and he hugged her back just as tight as she was hugging him.
"I'm not leaving, Cars. I promise. I'm never leaving again, not as long as mommy wants me around." He said softly. I sighed and kissed his cheek, rubbing Carsyns back softly. She turned and looked at me.
"Mommy, dont make daddy leave. You always told me how much you loved and missed him. Dont make him go away." She said, not sobbing so much anymore. I smiled at her and kissed her forehead.
"Your dad isnt going anywhere anytime soon." I said. She smiled. "Lets go tuck you back into bed." I said, patting her back.
"No. I cant go back to sleep by myself." She said stubornly. Tom groaned inwardly and I laughed.
"Alright, come on. Into the bed." I said, guesturing towards my bed. Tom put Carsyn down and she ran up and jumped right into the middle. Tom frowned and looked at me.
"Shannon..." He trailed off. I rolled my eyes.
"Tom, shes our daughter. She had a nightmare. Just let it go and smile." I said. He sighed and nodded, then smiled a little bit at me. "What?" I asked, confused.
"You told Carsyn you love me. And that you missed me." He said. I rolled my eyes, fighting back a smile, and pushed him lightly, then walked over to the bed and climbed in, picking Carsyn up and putting her on my other side so that I was now in the middle of the bed. Tom walked over and climbed into bed and wrapped his arm around me and Carsyn, and Carsyn took hold of his hand and cuddled into my chest.
"Night mommy. Night daddy." She said quietly.
"Night Cars. Night daddy." I replied. Tom laughed quietly and kissed my shoulder.
"Night Cars. Night mommy." Tom finished. I elbowed him in the stomach, which made him groan slightly, then laugh quietly. He kissed my neck, then whispered "I love you." in a low, rough voice. I smiled and leaned my head against his chest, closing my eyes. When I woke up in the morning, Carsyn was gone and Tom was lightly tracing shapes on my hip. Apparently, he knew I was awake becuase he stopped and patted my side lightly. "Goodmorning, love." He said, his voice still sounding groggy, as though he hadnt been awake long.
"Mornin', Tom." I mumbled, rolling over in his arms to face him. He smiled and kissed me softly. "Wheres Cars?" I asked after he broke off.
"Harry came in and got her. He said that Dallas was going to take us guys out to breakfast and that he wanted to know if Carsyn was hungy. I choose to stay here though." He explained. I smiled.
"Aww, you choose me over food? I feel so loved." I laughed as I sat up and got out of bed, Tom behind me. I walked into my bathroom and pulled my toothbrush out, then turned to look at Tom. "What?" I asked. He smiled and shrugged, then stole my thooth paste and ran away. "Asswhole, i need that!" I yelled, chasing after him. He went into his room, but left the door open. He was in the bathroom, putting the toothpaste onto his toothbrush. "Your such a dick!" I yelled, wacking him with my toothbrush as I grabbed the toothpaste off him. He smiled, then shoved his brush into his mouth. I rolled my eyes and decided it was easier to brush my teeth in his bathroom, since i was already in there. When we finished, we started down the hall.
"You know you love me." Tom laughed. I crossed my arms over my chest and he laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him, kissing the side of my head. "I love you, you love me-"
"WERE A DYSFUNCTIONAL FAM-I-LY!" Kolbie yelled from in her room as we walked by. Tom let go of me and looked in at her and she smiled and shrugged. "Outta habbit. And it works."
"Very true. Very dysfunctional." I laughed and we went into the kitchen. Tom turned and looked at me.
"So, what do you want for breakfast?" He asked, leaning on the counter as I sat down at the table.
"Food." I answered. Tom rolled his eyes and smiled at me, leaning onto the counter more.
"This is going to be a long process. What kind of food?" He asked. I smiled.
"Breakfast food, stupid. God, your horriable at this." I laughed.
"I'm already about to give up and just make you a poptart." He said jokingly, even though he pointed at me as though to threaten me.
"No you wont, you'll make me a really nice breakfast that I'll love because you love me too much to have me mad at you." I said, leaning back on my chair to smile at him deviously.
"I hate how well you know me." He sighed, putting his head down on the counter. "It would help me alot if you would tell me what you want, babe." He said, not picking his head up.
"But thats not fun. I like watching you squirm." I smiled. He picked his head up and glared at me, smiling at me. I wiggled my eyebrows and he laughed and picked an apple up off the counter and threw it at me.
"Theres your damn breakfast. Now I'm going to make myself an omelette du fromage." He said. I laughed at him and threw the apple back.
"Your such a rockstar." I said. He smiled and shrugged, then bit into the apple and opened the fridge, then Kolbie walked in.
"GUESS WHOSE MAKING WAFFLES!" She yelled. Tom turned and smiled at her.
"YOU ARE!" He yelled, closing the fridge. She laughed and sat down next to me.
"Nope! YOU ARE!" She replied. He frowned and threw his hands into the air.
"How the hell did I manage that?" He asked, looking at me. I smiled and sat up, patting Kolbies shoulder.
"You dont ever want Kolbie to cook for you. Unless you want to hug the toilet seat. Or live in the hospital." I said. Kolbie glared at me.
"I told you, I wasnt the one who cooked the damn pancakes! It was my sister!" She yelled. I smiled.
"Sure it was. Blame the younger sister." I laughed, then looked at Tom. He was just watching us. "Are you going to make me my damn waffles?" I asked.
"Nope." He said, sticking his tongue out at me. I raised my eyebrows and picked a pen up off the table. I aimed it at him and threw it. It hit him in the forehead. "Ow!" He cried, rubbing his forehead.
"MAKE THE WAFFLES!" I yelled. He sighed and threw the apple at me, turning around to look around the counter. "I want Belgian waffles, by the way." I said. He nodded.
"I figured that much. And the ice cream. You haven't changed as much as you think." He mumbled, pulling everything he needed out."Hey, Tom." I said, taking a bite out of the apple. He turned and looked at me, expecting something smart or rude. I smiled at him. "I love you babe." I said. He rolled his eyes but smiled at me.
"Sure you do."