Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star. I do however own the songs and the poetry used. If I didn't write it then I will gladly credit the original artists and/or writers.

Chapter 17: Moving In

So later on that night, I went back to my dad's house with Tommy and the Hummer. I walked in the door, and my father and grandparents were sitting on the couch watching t.v. with my mom and Don.

"I didn't realize that you guys were coming back so soon." I said, directing my comment and mom and Don.

"Well we I called my parents yesterday and the servant said they were on their way here, and we decided to come home." She said.

"Oh, I just came to get my stuff." I said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" my parents said.

"I am moving in with my fiancé." I said. My mother's eyes got so big; I couldn't help but giggle a little.

"Moving in with Tommy?" He asked.

"Yeah, well we are getting married soon, and we have to live together sometime." I said. I looked at Tommy and he followed me upstairs.

I walked in my room and I packed my stuff. I mostly packed clothes and my c.d.'s and books. I had two suitcases full and my boxes packed. I had most of my stuff packed and, I looked around my room. It looked empty and I actually didn't feel that sad. It wasn't much of a home ever since my father cheated on my mom.

I grabbed the stuff that I packed and I headed back downstairs. Tommy followed me and we both left. I didn't even say goodbye to them I just walked out. I was a little disappointed that my father didn't try to stop me. It didn't matter anymore, I was with Tommy and everything was perfect.

"So, I can't believe that you did that." He said to me.

"Why not, they treated me like crap and I was tired of it." I said.

"True, oh so very true. But, I thought both of your parents were going to have heart attacks when they found out you and I were engaged." He said.

"I can't believe my dad walked out at my party, and I can't even believe they don't read the papers." I said.

"I know but, at least you're living somewhere where you actually want to be." I said.

"You're right; I need to stop thinking about them. I just want to focus on my career and the wedding."

"Now, what are going to do about that?" He asked.

"I want to plan it all myself. I mean it's not like I have to record every single day." I said to him.

"True but, won't you need any help?"

"That's what I have Portia, Sadie, EJ, and Georgia for though." I said.

"I forgot about them." He said.

The rest of the ride was in silence and when we pulled up to the house, Tommy got my stuff out of the car, and took it inside the house. Tommy put the boxes in the living room, and he took my stuff back what was now our room, and unpacked them.

I was sitting on the floor in the living room, and I opened a box, and it was my old journal. I looked in it, and it was from the time I auditioned for Instant Star, to the time that I went on tour. I was sitting there reading when I noticed that I didn't hear commotion in the bedroom.

"Wow, I didn't know you cared about me that much." Tommy said. I turned my head around and he was reading over my shoulder. I quickly closed to journal.

"Tommy, that is private." I said. I stood up and turned around to face him and I put the journal in the back of my pants.

"So, you live here now." He said to me.

"Ugh, you make me so mad sometimes." I said.

"and, I love you all the time." He said. He hugged me, and he kissed me on the lips. The next thing I knew I was breathless, and Tommy took off running with my journal.

'Damn him, I'll get him back one day.' I said in my head.

"Tommy, I know you didn't leave the apartment, where are you?" I yelled.

"Nowhere where you'll find me Harrison," He replied back to me.

"Tommy come on, that is my private journal." I said.

"and, that matters because? I want to know what your thinking and since I'm not telepathic and I want to know, I have to do it way." He said.

"Tommy" I yelled. "Come out, come out wherever you are." I said.

"I'll never tell." He said in this freaky way.

"Tommy, don't you dare pull any horror movie crap on me." I said.

"Well see you gotta find me to stop me." He said.

"That can be arranged." I said. I walked around the corner and I looked in our room. Sure enough Tommy was sitting in the large walk-in closet. He didn't think I saw him but, I did.

I walked up behind him and I snuck up on him, and I looked what page he was on and he was on the page from the day where we wrote 'It Could Be You'. I remembered that day, it was the day that he kissed Sadie for the first time and it killed me. We had so much chemistry between us that day.

I continued reading over his should and I slowly moved my hand up and I grabbed the journal right out from under his nose. I tried to run but, he caught me. He tackled me on the bed, and he pinned me down. I had the journal in my hand and held onto it tight.

"Come on Harrison, I wasn't done with that." He said. He kissed me, and I pulled away.

"I never said that you could read it Quincy."

"Well, you know I figured you might, considering that we are getting married." He said to me.

"Well I don't care, they are my private thoughts." I said.

"So, I love you, and I want to know what you're thinking." He said.

"I love you too but, I'm not giving in." I said. He kissed me again and nibbled on my neck.

"Tommy, please stop it. I don't want you to read my journal. I will let you read it when we're married." I said.

"Not working, gimme the journal." He said. I threw the journal under the bed when he wasn't looking.

"Tommy," I said.

"Wait a minute, something's nor right. Where did the journal go?" He asked.

"I have no idea." He didn't realize that he let his grip loosen and I got my wrists out of his grasp. I got out from under him and I was standing in the doorway. He turned over and on his back.