"Best Friends"
Summary: Tommy Quincy hates Jamie Andrews with a passion. But why? Takes place after "Date With the Night."
Disclaimer: All chapter titles are songs by Fall Out Boy. Also I don't own anything related to "Instant Star" except for a couple of Jude-centric fantasies.
Author's Note: Well, if this chapter doesn't completely take you by surprise then I don't know what will.
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Tommy wasn't even aware that Kwest was in the room until he said, "Feel like getting up today?"
Without opening an eye, Tommy replied, "Jude still gonna marry Andrews?"
"Yeah."
"Then no."
Tommy heard Kwest sigh. "Tommy," his friend began while sitting down on the bed, "it's been almost two weeks, man. You haven't been outside in days."
"And your point?"
Another sigh. "My point is you run G Major now, Tom. You can't be lying in bed, shunning the world just cause Jude said yes."
"Wanna bet?"
Kwest got off the bed and pulled him up. "Listen," he said, the anger in his voice snapping Tommy's eyes open, "You let this happen. You didn't fight for her, Tommy. What did you think was gonna happen?"
Tommy sat back on the bed. "I know."
Kwest crossed his arms. "So what are you gonna do?"
Tommy looked up. "I'm...not gonna do anything."
"Yeah, right."
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Tommy was in his office, looking over the company's finances, when Jamie walked in. "Hey," he said.
Tommy felt a wave of anger emerge at the sight of Jamie but quickly pushed it down. "Jamie," he said through gritted teeth. "What can I do for you?"
Jamie sat in the chair opposite Tommy's desk and took a deep breath. "I was just wondering...would you...I mean if you're not..."
"What?" Tommy snapped.
Jamie seemed to finally gather his thoughts. "Would you be my best man?"
Tommy froze. "Excuse me?"
"I know the wedding's not for awhile but...I thought I'd just ask you now and get it over with."
Tommy felt his anger dissipate. "Yeah. I'll be your best man."
Jamie smiled. "Thanks man."
As the younger man left, Tommy leaned back in his chair and thought over what had just occurred. 'I can't do this,' he thought to himself. He picked up his phone and dialed Jude's number. When she answered, he began talking. He told her everything; how much he stilled loved her, how couldn't stand to see her marry Jamie. Jude didn't say much but she agreed to met him at the rehearsal space later that night. After asking Lisa to hold his calls, he took off feeling better than he had in months.
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"Who was that?"
Jude looked over her shoulder to see her Dad standing in the doorway to Jamie's room. "Tommy."
"What did he want?" Jude told him. "Wow," he breathed, sitting next to her on the bed. "What are you going to do?"
"Tell him we can't be together. I have children to think about and Jamie...,"Jude trailed off. "I just can't."
Stuart put his arm around her. "But part of you wants to?"
Jude nodded, tears running down her face. "Yeah."
He took her hand and squeezed it. "You'll do the right thing, Jude."
Jude collected herself before saying, "I hope so."
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Later that night, Jamie was pacing in his living room. When Jude hadn't gotten home by eleven, Stuart had told him where she went. Now, Jamie couldn't help but think that Jude had given in to Tommy. There was a knock at the door and Jamie ran to it. "Tommy," he said, opening it.
Before the ex-boyband member could say anything, Jamie punched him with his good hand. "Where is she?"
"I don't know," Tommy answered, spitting blood onto the ground. "She never showed."
Although he felt like hitting Tommy more, news of Jude's disappearance hit him hard. "What?"
"You heard me," Tommy grumbled.
As panic began to spread throughout Jamie's mind, a car pulled up in the driveway. By this time Sadie and Stuart had ventured outside with them. As the driver got out of the car, Tommy's eyes bulged and he grabbed Sadie. "Get in the house," he yelled. "Now!"
Sadie began to run inside but stopped when she saw Jamie casually walking over to the driver. "She's gone," he said to the man.
"I know," the driver nodded. "He got her."
"Who got her?" Tommy demanded, his anger reaching it's breaking point.
Jamie turned to face the others. "Liam."
"Liam?" Tommy repeated.
Jamie nodded. "Yeah. He's not F.B.I."
"Then who the fuck is?" Tommy shouted.
"I am," the driver, Darius, smiled.