Disclaimer: I do not own Instant Star, nor do I claim to. All situations in this story are mine, and are in no way associated with the Instant Star television series. Please don't sue me.

Dear Jude,

I enjoyed reading that journal. It was funny to read about all the little stuff that only you pay attention to. Like what color my shirt was on October 26, 2007. By the way, I do remember that night, although, unfortunately, I don't remember what you were wearing. My favorite entry was about when I proposed.

Flashback

"Jude, it's ok. You're going to be just fine." Tommy said, while he held her hair back. She had the flu, and had been throwing up constantly for the last few days. He rubbed her back soothingly as she sat back.

"I wanna go to bed." Jude groaned.

"Ok, sweetie, hold on." Tommy bent over and lifted Jude off the bathroom floor. She wrapped her arms weakly around his neck as he carried her to the bedroom. When he reached their bed, he set her gently on top. Pulling the covers over her, he turned to go back to clean up the bathroom when she grabbed his arm.

"Stay. Please." Jude said, her eyes already closed. Tommy sighed, but went to the other side of the bed and climbed in. He held her as she dozed off. Tommy smiled to himself, because despite the fact that Jude was so ill, he didn't want to be anywhere else.

"Marry me?" he whispered in her ear. Jude's eyes flew open.

"What?" she croaked. "You're asking me now?"

"Well, yeah. I know it's not really the best time, but I want to be here for you for forever, and I want you to marry me."

"Ok, whatever. Just let me go to sleep." Jude said, already half asleep. Tommy smiled. That was good enough. They were getting married.

End Flashback

Well, looking back, I probably could've done it some other time. I just wanted to marry you, right then, when you were pale and gross.

Tommy