Tom didn't hesitate dropping his "girlfriend" to the ground. "What do you mean you wrote it?"
Jen sat up from the ground, brushing herself off and wiped the tears from her eyes. "I wrote it because.. Because I wanted you. I liked you even before Mark was in jail. I knew you and him were together and I was so jealous. Anne felt bad for me and tried to help me out by just making you talk to me but, every time she tried to make conversation with you, you would cut her off. I wanted you to be mine so bad that I paid Mike to drive passed your house, harass you more often and try to hurt you but, nothing too serious just so Mark would do something about it. I knew he would because I knew Mark since we were little, he always was so protective over everything. So when, Mark was sent to jail, I knew it was a perfect time to make a move. When you kissed me for the first time, I thought we were getting serious but, when you totally ignored me for a week, I knew it was time to do something else. I wrote the letter so you would hate Mark and be with me. I was never going to tell you any of this. I just.. I love you, Tom. Please don't think I'm crazy, please. I just wanted to be with you," Jen sobbed more than before and dropped her head to the ground.
Tom sat there, dumbfounded for a second. After a moment of letting everything sink in, he became furious. "So, instead of actually trying to become my friend and supporting me, you tried to ruin my fucking life just so you could get your way with me? I don't think you're crazy.. No, you're more than crazy. You're a lunatic! You're insane! You tried to take away the most important thing in my life. The only thing that made me truly happy! You're fucking nuts! You deserve to be miserable. You made me fucking miserable! I can't believe I almost fell for you. I can't fucking believe you made me hate Mark! Why? If you truly "loved" me, you wouldn't of done any of this. Maybe if you were actually normal, and did the normal thing by approaching me yourself and getting to know me yourself, I would of at least been your friend. But, nope, you had to ruin everything, didn't you? I hope you realize that I will never, I mean never, forgive you," Tom yelled and stood up, looking down at the hopeless girl before him.
"I'm not fucking crazy, Tom! I love you! You don't deserve scum like Mark! You deserve me! Not him! Me!" Jen stood up, wobbly. She tried to make her way towards Tom but, he backed away.
"Do not, I mean, do not bring Mark into this. He is no where near scum. He is the most perfect human on this earth. He saved my fucking life and what did you do? Oh yeah, you ruined it. So just leave me alone. Please, just leave me alone," Tom turned away from the crying girl and made his way to the older boy still standing in the street with his jaw dropped.
"I will make sure you're mine, Tom! You deserve fucking better than him!" Jen screamed, making her way back into the house. She didn't even care if her parents heard what she said when she opened her front door and slammed it behind her.
Tom moved closer to Mark, looking down at the ground. "I'm so sorry," Tom eyes began to water.
"It's not your fault, okay? I forgive you for yelling at me before," Mark took a step closer to the younger boy, pulling him into his embrace.
Tom dug his head into Mark's shoulder, letting himself cry. He kept a tight grasp around Mark. Mark didn't say a word, he just let Tom cry for a little while. They both stood in the street, hugging each other. Mark let one of his arm's free from the embrace and began to run his fingers through the younger boy's hair.
"Everything will be okay, I promise. I'm here and I won't ever leave you again," Mark whispered, continuing to stroke Tom's hair.
Tom raised his head from Mark's shoulder, looking into his eyes, just staring at him with watery eyes. Mark wiped away the tears falling from the young boy's face and gave him a weak, reassuring smile. Tom returned a shaky smile and pulled the older boy closer to him, smashing his lips against Mark's. Tom deepened the kiss quickly, missing the taste and texture of Mark's lips. Once low on breath, they both backed away and caught air. They never took their eyes off one another. Tom pecked Mark's lips, and Once their lips separated again, Tom smiled bright.
"I love you, Mark," Tom unwrapped one of his arms from Mark and quickly laced his fingers in between the older boy's.
"I love you too, Tom. So fucking much," Mark pressed his lips against Tom's softly. Tom didn't hesitate in kissing the older boy back. His hands found their way around Mark's neck as Mark deepened the kiss, capturing Tom's bottom lip and then putting his tongue in Tom's mouth to play with his. Tom groaned into the kiss. Everything felt perfect to Tom once again.
It seemed like a lifetime when both the boys let go of each other. They were still standing in front of Jen's house. Mark looked at the younger boy with questionable look.
"So, we're together right?" Mark asked.
"Of fucking course," Tom laughed.
"I thought so, I was making sure," Mark grabbed Tom's hand and held it within his. "Come back to my place with me. My family is probably dying to see me and I want you there with me,"
"Okay," Tom smiled and held Mark's hand tighter.
"Oh and it's getting late, so we're gonna run," Mark didn't even give Tom a chance to speak before pulling the younger boy behind him, running fast down the street.
...
"I'm back!" Mark yelled, walking through the door, still holding hands with Tom.
"Mark? Mark!" Mark's mother screamed, running into his arms, causing Mark's grasp on Tom's hand to break.
Suddenly, all of Mark's family started piling in, hugging him, asking him questions. His father on the other hand, just stood quietly in the back. Once everyone was done jumping all over Mark, they all scattered away, except for his father.
"Son, I swear to god, if you ever pull that shit again, I will-"
"Dad, I won't, I promise," Mark interrupted.
"You better not. Well, glad to have you home," Mark's father patted his son's shoulder and made his way back into the living room.
"That was unusual. Usually, my dad would be kicking my ass. Oh well, lets go to my room," Once again, Mark grabbed Tom's hand and pulled him down the hallway, into his room, opening and shutting the door quickly, locking it.
Mark pulled Tom close to him, kissing him quickly before pushing him on the bed. Tom's head luckily hit the soft pillows under him. He grinned once he saw his boyfriend crawl on top of him.
"I missed you so much," Mark smashed his lips against Tom's again. "More than you know," He began to trail kisses down Tom's chin, to his jawline and then to his neck.
His body had a mind of its own as it rocked against Tom's slowly, making him moan softly.Tom ran his fingers through Mark's hair, staring up at him, smiling. Mark gripped Tom's hip tightly as he pulled Tom's lower half closer to his so he could grind them together. All of the contact was driving Tom crazy. His breathing became heavier and his moans were becoming louder.
"Mark, I hope you realize that everyone is home," Tom breathed quickly.
"I don't care," Mark said quickly, bringing his lips back to the younger boy's.
He kissed Tom's lips once more before he kissed his neck, biting on it softly.
Mark locked eyes with Tom. "I need you." He began pulling off Tom's shirt quickly. Once it was over Tom's head, Mark threw the shirt across the room and his hand made it's way across the younger boy's chest and stomach, touching every inch of him.
"Mark," Tom moaned. "Stop teasing me!" He whined but Mark didn't listen. He began to trail kisses from Tom's collar bones, down to the waist line of his pants.
"Mark, I swear to fuck, if you don't continue," Tom hissed, making Mark giggle.
Mark quickly unzipped Tom's pants, pulling them down and also, throwing them across the room.
Mark leant in close to Tom's ear. His warm breath against it was turning on Tom even more than he expected.
"You're beautiful," Mark whispered and softly nibbled at Tom's lobe.
"Fuck," Tom squirmed underneath the older boy and moaned, biting his lip.
(A/N: Ahh! Cliff hangers! Expect an update soon! Only a couple more chapters until I'm finished!)
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Disaster (Tomark)
Fanfiction17 year old, Tom DeLonge, has no one in his life. His parents are too busy caught up in their own conflict and he has no friends to share his problems with. His life is going no where and he plans on throwing it away by ending it. Right before he br...