Disclaimer: Don't own IS, not Jude, not Tommy, nothing.
Author's Note: I know I just posted a new chapter, but I wanted to give you guys a treat… two chapters in one day! HORRAY! lol And I was wondering if anyone knew if Speiderman was the name of the band as a whole, or is that just the lead singers name… let me know!
"Tommy, where in the hell are we going?" I tried asking for the fourth time in the 2 minutes we'd been on that elevator. He just gave me a smile that said "I know something you don't know" and it was starting to piss me off. "Fine, be that way. I just won't talk to you ever again." I crossed my arms and turned my back to him. He chuckled.
"Uh huh, and I'm going to believe that why?"
"Because it's true!" I turned around and looked him in the eye. Only then did I realize my mistake. "Oh, you got me once. ONCE!" I held up one finger to emphasize. "But it won't happen again." I resumed my prior position, but the doors opened and I walked out before he did, making sure to add a little more swing in my hips. I glanced back and saw he had an amused smile playing his lips. "So, what exactly was it that you wanted to bring me up here for?"
"This." He spread his free arm out as he sat on a radiator, positioning the guitar just right. I looked around and my jaw dropped. I was too busy taunting Tommy that I hadn't noticed the view. Sure, it was just a whole ton of buildings, but it was still pretty. "Earth to Jude." Tommy called. I started.
"Oh, erm, sorry." I apologized.
"No worries, no worries, just don't let it happen again." I rolled my eyes at him. He smiled a genuine smile. "Now, come over here." He patted the spot in between his legs. I started to protest, but he wouldn't hear any of it. "Jude, just… don't. Trust me." I still hesitated for a second, and then sat where he wanted me to. He tightened his legs around me slightly, and I got that very familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach. He put the guitar on my lap and put his arms around my shoulders, making my hands go where he wanted them to. Soon, I was poised, looking like I was ready to burst into song.
"Uh, now what?" I was really confused.
"Just let the guitar play you Jude. Just close your eyes and let it play you." He breathed into my neck, making me want to lose control. Instead of making fun of what he said, I just did what he told me to. I shut my eyes, and let the guitar play me.
And it hurts so bad
Yeah, and it hurts so bad
Letting go of the one you love
And holding onto the one you know
Nothing there is love
Just feeling, no emotion
Pretending to be the person
You know you can't be
Hiding behind the shadow
Of another girl, you know you don't compare
And it hurts so bad
Yeah, and it hurts so bad
Loving and letting love go
Never being what you want
No one understands you and what you want
They never see
You
I stopped playing abruptly and snapped my eyes open. I felt something wet hit the back of my neck and reached back to feel it. Tommy captured my hand in his and held onto it tightly. I spun around, accidentally dropping the guitar on the ground. I looked in his face and what I saw broke my heart. Tommy was looking in my eyes, letting all the pain he felt come bursting out in the form of tears. I sat stunned for a couple seconds, then wrapped my arms around his. He clung to me for dear life and sobbed into my shoulder.
"Jude, I'm so sorry!" he cried, letting himself go. I heard something rustle behind me, but I was too wrapped up in Tommy to look and see what it was.
"Tommy, stop!" I pulled back, holding his face to be level with mine. "It's alright. What's happened happened, and there's nothing we can do to change it." He looked into my eyes and before I knew what was happening, his lips were on mine. It was the one thing I had been wanting, dreaming about, longing for since my birthday, but I never thought it would happen. You can't do this Harrison; he's dating your sister for Christ sake. What the fuck are you thinking? For the first time in my life, I listened to my inner voice and I pulled back from Tommy. You fucking suck, you stupid inner voice. I cursed myself. Tommy immediately started with the apologizing.
"Oh god Jude, I'm so sorry, I swear…"
"If you don't stop apologizing, I might be forced to do something I might regret!" I smiled, wiping the tears that had spilled from my eyes unnoticed, and stood up. "C'mon Quincy, we should get back downstairs." I offered my hand out to him and he took it. We walked to the elevator door, my hand in his and his guitar in his other. Just when I thought this moment could have gone on forever, my cell rang. "Shit." I muttered as I slid the annoying piece of plastic out of my back pocket. It was Georgia. "Hi Georgia." I greeted.
"Hi Jude, no time for niceties. You need to get back here, right now. We have sound check five minutes ago, and Tommy's missing, so we also have to find his lazy as-" I cut her off.
"Georgia, Tommy's with me, don't worry." She breathed out a sigh of relief. "And I'll be downstairs five minutes ago, alright?" She laughed. I took that as a yes. "Okay then, we'll see you in 30 seconds or less. Bye." I clicked off my phone and turned to Tommy. He had wiped the remaining tears from his face made himself look good again. "Well, looks like we're needed downstairs. Sound check and I believe I'm meeting a few fans that won a radio contest too. Let's go." I grabbed his hand and we got into the elevator, headed back to reality.