Things couldn't get any better for Julia Andrew, the newest addition to the Jump Street team. She enjoys going undercover in high schools and gets along very well with her new colleagues, especially Tom Hanson who quickly became her best friend.
But...
'Don't go too hard on Hanson. He really cares.' The captain's words kept echoing in my head for the most part of the day, making it hard for me to focus on the paperwork I still had to do. Of course he cared, I was perfectly aware of it, however I had been a total bitch to him today. The more I thought about the way I had treated him this morning, the more I doubted my behavior was justified. I mean, even though I still didn't appreciate what he had done, I started regretting to have yelled at him the way I did, let alone to have slapped him. I had been unnecessarily harsh on him.
My brain was so busy blaming myself that it wasn't even able to understand a single word I was reading anymore. I had to take a break. I put the pen down before stretching my arms a little. I rested my face on my palm and sighed deeply, looking around me for some distraction. My eyes stopped on Tom. He too was currently working at his desk. Unlike me, he seemed concentrated on what he was doing. Just the sight of him made me feel so much worse for the way I had spoken to him just a few hours ago. I felt my heart sinking.
'Poor baby, if only you knew how sorry I am', I thought to myself. I suddenly began recalling some of the things he had told me during our fight.
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AFTER WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU, I WAS TERRIFIED AT ONLY THE IDEA OF YOU GOING BACK UNDERCOVER AND RISKING YOUR LIFE AGAIN
WANNA KNOW WHY I'M THAT SCARED IT HAPPENS AGAIN ?
BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU
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A tear rolled down my cheek. 'You're so fucking stupid', I said to myself realizing he just wanted to protect me. Fuller was right, he really cared for me and that alone explained his actions. He just genuinely loved me.
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I WAS THERE THAT DAY, I SAW YOU FALLING TO THE GROUND
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I started thinking again, trying to put myself in Tom's position for once. How would I have reacted if it had been the other way around ? Only imagining it broke my heart, I loved him so much I probably would've never let him risk his life ever again if he had been the one getting shot that day. How did I not understand it earlier ? I wanted to go see him, I wanted to apologize, but for some reason, I never did.
Later that day at her apartment
I was just done cooking when the doorbell rang.
"Coming !", I shouted from the kitchen, swallowing the spoonful of curry chicken I had taken in my mouth before running to the door to answer it.
"Hey", Tom shyly started, his beautiful eyes on the floor instead of being on me.
"Oh...Hey", I awkwardly responded. I wasn't expecting him to come over tonight and I felt so guilty after today's events. I wasn't comfortable at all with him around and neither was he I guess because our mutual embarrassment was evident.
"Uh...Wanna come in ?", I questioned, realizing afterwards how dumb this actually sounded. Of course he wanted to come in, he would've stayed home otherwise.
"Uh...yeah", he said, very hesitantly making his way into my apartment. We stood silent in front of each other for a few minutes in the middle of the corridor, none of us both daring to look at the other. The atmosphere was painfully heavy and I had absolutely no idea what to do to change that. At one point though, I figured it was now or never, so I stepped closer to him and brought my hand to his cheek before kissing him softly on the lips. I closed my eyes, savouring every single second of it. It wasn't the kind of kiss full of passion and lust like those we were used to share, it was more loving and tender. Our eyes locked as we eventually broke the kiss and at that very moment, the butterflies in my stomach went crazy.
"I came here to apologize", Tom spoke first, the ghost of a smile appearing on his handsome face.
"Shhhhhh", I brought my index finger to his lips to keep him quiet, "I am the one who needs to apologize. I don't like what you did, I can't deny it. You should have spoken to me first, but I shouldn't have yelled at you the way I did, and I most definitely shouldn't have slapped you." I gently caressed his cheek right where I had slapped him this morning, fighting the tears that were coming as I asked myself how the hell I could have hit the man I loved so much. "You can't imagine how much I regret it."
"You're not mad at me anymore then ?", he demanded, his eyes full of hope.
"Of course not", I answered before throwing myself in his arms and hugging him as tightly as ever. "I love you so much", I muttered in his neck, breathing in his scent.
"Me too baby", I heard him mutter back.
"Wanna stay for dinner ?", I offered as we let go of the hug, smiling brightly, "I made curry chicken with pasta."
"Sure", he gave me a head nod.
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"She's already the fourth victim apparently, so I'll have to find out as fast as possible who the rapist is before he assaults more girls. But I'm pretty good when it comes to psychology, I think I'll get her to talk in no time", I said, sort of summing up what my new assignment would be. Tom wasn't very enthusiastic. He was listening but not saying a word back. I guess he was being super nervous about the whole thing but didn't wanna let it show.
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(A/N : He's soooooooooooo cute I'm melting😍❤)
"Be careful okay ?", was the only thing eventually coming out of his mouth as he looked at me.
"Don't worry baby I will", I assured him. Noticing the both of us were now finished eating, I stood up and proceeded to clear the table. I put the dishes in the sink before calling
"What do you want for dessert baby ?"
Before I knew it, Tom was hugging me from behind and burying his face in the crook of my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. Damn, I didn't even hear him approaching.
"You", he seductively whispered in my ear. I squeezed my thighs together as he pulled the strap of my top aside to kiss my shoulder sensually.
"I'm serious !", I chuckled, playfully smacking his arm.
"So am I"
"Not now", I turned around to face him, freeing myself from his grip in the process.
"Why not ?", he raised an eybrow at me in surprise.
"I...I just don't feel like doing it now", I stuttered.
"You're still mad at me aren't ya ?"
"No baby, not at all ! I'm just...tired"
"Tired ? You're never tired for this", he stated, scratching the back of his neck, somewhat skeptical.
"Well, tonight I am", I lied. I wasn't tired. I wasn't mad either. Actually I wanted him badly but I was too scared to give in to my desires. I mean, there was already a possibility I was carrying a baby so I didn't want to increase the chances. I know I could have had a simple talk with him before we start where I would've asked him not to forget to pull out this time and stuff, except it'd have made him wonder why so I'd have had to explain I wasn't on the pill anymore and that was a detail I really didn't want him to know, espacially not now. He knew I wasn't always feeling very well recently so I didn't want him to put two and two together and imagine things like me being pregnant or anything.
"I bet you are", he sighed with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, not insisting any longer.
