Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star or anything I refer to. But I do own the song that Tommy sings.

Chapter 11: Marry me

"Oh you've got to be kidding," I muttered.

"Why would she think that?" Tommy almost yelled.

"When I told her about the pregnancy, she just figured that we got married. She figured that we eloped, so we would be married before the kid was born."

"And you felt no need to correct her?" He snapped.

"Well, when I told her I lost the baby she asked if we were going to divorce, I said no. I was about to tell her that we never got married but she had to go. I haven't really talked to her since."

""Ever think of calling her? The door swings both days you know."

"I have but she's never there."

"So why does this matter right now?

"She's coming to visit."

"I thought you said you didn't have contact with her."

"She sent a letter and she's on the road right now so I can't reach her but she can reach me."

"But what does this have to do with me?"

"I need you to come back and pretend like we're married. Then I'll tell her after she leaves."

"And then what will you do while he's still there? I can't believe you," I spoke up.

"Why don't you just stay out of this?" Crissy asked. "It's none of your business."

"Oh, anything that has to do with Tommy has to do with me."

"Well not this, this is between me and Tommy." She turned back to talk to Tom.

"I don't think you heard me."

She glanced back to me.

"I said, anything that involves Tommy involves me. But I'm sure you just couldn't comprehend that."

"No I understood it just fine. But what you're not getting is that this has nothing to do with you."

"But-"

"Jude, stop, let me deal with this," Tommy interrupted.

"Tommy, this involves me too."

"Just, please, let me deal with this."

"Tommy…"

"I promise I won't disappoint you."

"Okay."

He looked back to Crissy.

"I don't know why you make promises to that little slut."

"Crissy, I swear that if you call Jude a slut one more time, I will bitch slap you all the way back to California."

"I, uh-"

"You need to shut up and listen."

She just stared at him.

"You messed up my life beyond belief. You kept me away from the woman I love. You knew about my son and you kept it a secret. You deceived me for too long. You don't deserve my forgiveness."

"Tom, I did all of that for good reasons. I knew that if you knew Jude was pregnant then you would leave me for her. Am I right?"

"Yes you are right. But Jude needed my help. She had to go through hell without me around. She had to leave her home and if she didn't have her sister around, then she wouldn't have made it this far. You did what you did out of selfishness and pettiness, so you can go to hell."

"What about my proposition?"

"You can tell your mom on your own that we're not married. You don't need me, Jude does. So just go back to California."

Crissy glared back at me. "You. This is your fault." And with that, she grabbed hold of my red hair and began to pull it.

I grabbed onto Crissy's shiny blonde hair and yanked as hard as I could.

Crissy let go first. "Damn, you can withstand a lot of pain, bitch."

I straightened out my hair. "I have a kid who's five months old. You do the math. Get the hell out of here." I nodded towards the door.

"One last chance, Tom," Crissy said.

He just smiled and muttered, "Get out."

She rolled her eyes and stormed out of G Major.

I gave a wide grin and jumped into Tommy's arms. "Oh my god, I can't believe it! She was so mad!"

Tommy gave a sincere smile back. "Yeah, it was so cool. But she ruined today for me."

"Don't let her ruin your day. She's so not worth it."

"I just kind of wanted today to be special."

"Why's that?"

"It's better to tell you through music." He grabbed my wrist and dragged me into Studio A. He sat down and picked up the guitar. "Now you can't laugh, okay?"

"Okay."

He began to play.

Jude, you're all I need

Jude, with you I succeed

Jude, you need to know how I feel

Need to know I'm real

Jude, you're as cute as can be

Jude, you're all I see

You complete me

Jude, will you marry me?

He set down the guitar and handed her a small black velvet box.

She opened it to reveal a wedding ring. It was simple; a silver band with a diamond in the middle.

AN: I know cheesy but cute. Anyways, R&R!