Hi, again. I have good news for all of you that I really hope will make you happy. Because you have been the greatest readers ever and have been incredibly patient with this story, you're about to get your reward -some really really good Tommy/Jude chapters! There's enough cuteness coming to make even the biggest Tommy/Jude skeptics smile. I still smile reading them, so I hope you do too! There is also some more "mature" content in the upcoming chapters, so please be warned.

I have been looking for a song for this fanfic since I started writing and I decided on "Everything" by FeFe Dobson. I felt that the lyrics were perfect for this story, so I hope you'll agree. I slightly edited the lyrics (I just took out one verse) to keep it as concise as possible, so I hope FeFe doesn't mind.

So without further ado, here is the start of what you've all been waiting for! BTW, I do not own anything created by FeFe Dobson. ENJOY:-)

Tommy flicked on a lamp in the corner of Jude's room as she grabbed her guitar and sat on the bed. He sat down across from her and waited patiently for her to begin.

"Well?" he asked watching her sit there not moving. "Ready?"

"I guess so," she said, suddenly feeling nervous. She took a deep breath and started playing. He sat there motionless, taking in each note as it pervaded the room.

Her voice softly started flowing along with the chords:

"Sometimes I give in to sadness
Sometimes I don't
At times I'm part of the madness
Sometimes I won't
Give in to you
You see in a way
I have been drifting down a river
To nowhere
And you've given me nothing

But if you're ready to be my everything
If you're ready to see it through this time
And if you're ready for love then
This I will bring
But I'm not gonna wait for you forever this time

Are you waiting for a special occasion
To give me your heart
Cause I need a little confirmation
To make a real start
Don't wait till it's too late
Are you ready to show me?
Are you ready to love me?

You see in a way
I have been drifting down a river
To nowhere
And you're giving me nothing

And if you're ready to be my everything
If you're ready to see it through this time
And if you're ready for love then
This I will bring
But I'm not gonna wait for you forever this time"

She lightly strummed the last few chords and brought the song to an end. She looked up at him as silence filled the room. She couldn't read the expression on his face.

"That bad?" she asked softly.

"What?" he asked, in his own world. "No. No, sorry," he said, visibly flustered.

"Then what is it?" she asked, totally confused by his reaction.

He put a hand through his hair, trying to formulate words. "I…I think…it's great, Jude."

"Really?" she asked, not believing him.

"Yeah," he confirmed, a little firmer this time. "It's great. Really."

"Then why do you look like you're going to be sick?" she asked.

He shifted uncomfortably and without saying a word, Jude realized what the issue was. He got it. He got that it was about him. He got what she was trying to say.

"Listen," she said, hoping to ease his concerns. "I wrote this a couple of days ago when things were, you know, different." She didn't know what else to say. He wasn't moving but he wasn't talking either. She just looked down at the bed, half embarrassed, half confused.

He watched her play the whole song, putting all of herself into it as she had always done, but this song shot like a pistol through his heart. Here was the girl he had been trying to get to trust him, only this wasn't the girl who had entered the house a few days ago. Through all of the drama during their time together, she had somehow managed to grow up, leaving him as the immature one. She handled everything that was thrown at her, where he had just run from it all. He looked at her now, staring down at her comforter awaiting his response. And sensing her frustration, her uncertainty, he just wanted to wipe it all away and start fresh.

So he reached out and grabbed her guitar and slid it out of her hands. He laid it gently on the floor and looked back at her, bewilderment and dejection in her eyes. In one swift move and without a word, he closed in on the space between them. She still seemed confused as he leaned in and softly pressed his lips against hers. He had never felt so certain of himself and his decisions as he felt her soft lips sweep against his. She was taken aback by his actions, cautiously kissing him but not letting herself fall deeper into it.

He pulled back, sensing her concern, and rested his forehead against hers. He took a deep breath and quietly said, "I'm so sorry."

She was stunned, not at all expecting any of this. She could hear his rapid breathing as their heads touched. "For what?" she asked sincerely.

He pulled his head back and looked at her, gently touching her cheek. "Jude, I'm an idiot."

She smiled and said, "Well, yeah, I already knew that."

"No," he said, holding her hands. "I'm really an idiot. Like bigger than Shay idiot."

"Okay…" she said, not understanding.

"What happened yesterday in the basement, I got freaked out about being caught. And instead of handling it calmly and rationally, I let the situation get to me and drive me away. But you were right. It wasn't about the risks, it was about being ready to fight for what you believe is right."

"Which is?" Jude asked.

He held her hands tighter and looked into her eyes. "Jude, I don't want to let you go again. I made the mistake of letting you get away before, I can't let it happen again."

She sat there speechless, unreadable. "What are you thinking?" Tommy asked.

"I don't know. It just seems like—how do I know you're serious this time? All of those risks and consequences still exist, but you suddenly don't care about them? I guess I'm just not convinced."

He gave her a small smile and said, "Okay, well maybe this will help convince you," as he leaned over and brought his lips to hers once more. She hesitantly returned his kiss and then felt the butterflies resurface in her stomach as his tongue brushed against hers, deepening the kiss. She circled her arms around him as he held the edges of her face, touching her cool skin. He kissed her passionately, with so much feeling and devotion. He put his entire self into it, desperately wanting to convince her of his genuine intentions.

She leaned back to lie down, as he followed, positioning himself partly on top of her and continuing to kiss her intently. She absorbed the smell of him, a mixture of muskiness and butter from the popcorn. He kissed her cheeks, the edge of her jawline, and the side of her neck.

But out of nowhere, a feeling of doubt invaded her thoughts. She was letting him back—just like that? Could it really be this easy? He could kiss her and make all of his mistakes disappear?

Feeling his fingers graze her stomach, she brought her hands to his, causing him to look up, as she said quietly, "Wait."

A/N: Don't kill me! There is a point to the end of this chapter, I swear! And I promise, I won't let you all down.