if you know what song the first line that Tom speaks is from marry me 😚

THE BREAKUP

      "Why don't you tell me who's on the phone!" Tom says while letting all his anger out by pressing his foot harder on the pedal. I rub the hem of my skirt.

      "Just stop the car, Tom." I say as calmly and quietly as I can. I close my eyes to try to stop myself from letting any tears out.

      "For what, Y/N? Why?" He glances over at me with angry eyes. "For you to go on back hi-"

      "Stop the car!" I shout. "Please!" My body's thrown forward by Tom slamming on his breaks. The sound of squeaking car wheels startle me.

"Y/N. You've gotta' be kidding me! I cant just leave you on the middle of the road-"

My shaking hands unbuckle my seatbelt and quickly swing the car door open. I grab my black purse from the floorboard. Tom shakes his head and scratches his forehead.

"So we're done?" He asks, not looking out at me.

"Yeah, Tom." I put my arms out. "We're done." I laugh, but not because anything's funny, just because of the ridiculousness of the situation. "I'm extremely tired of you constantly being on my ass, and accusing me of things I would never do." I slam the door shut.

      "Goddammit-" Tom shouts and hits the leather steering wheel. "You don't trust me, idiot. That's why!" I call out as Tom starts to drive away, knowing good and well he can't hear me. I begin to walk down the dark road.

My apartment is only a few blocks away, and I know I'm being dramatic, but I couldn't stand being in a car with him for another second. I look down at the road as I walk. I bite my lip as my eyes fill with water and they over flow. Only seven minutes of walking later I made it to my apartment.

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third person

The weekend had went by and Y/N never left her house. Neither had Tom, except to go to the bowling alley for an hour or so. Tom being completely heartbroken, doesn't know what to think. Neither of the two had completely processed it...but they knew they both deeply regretted everything they said.

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first person (your point of view)

I sit at my desk and attempt to fill out the stack of forms on top of my desk, but my eyes keep trailing to Toms desk across the room. He sits tapping a blue pen while staring at a file on his desk. I sigh and continue my work. I roll my eyes at the tapping sound that me makes with the pen. My head stays down, but I look up at him again to see him staring at me. I bite my tongue and we both look away like two embarrassed middle-schools that like each other. I look back at him and notice how tired he looks. Dark circles trace the bottom of his eyes, stubble lines his upper lip and chin—which I don't mind...I find it quite attractive. His hair isn't perfectly like it usually is, and his eyes aren't very bright. Just as I was looking at Tom, Doug approaches my desk.

"Aye, Y/L/N.. uhhh what's going on with Hanson. He's a little down in the dumps." Doug holds up a goofy thumbs down. I shake my head and the sides of my lips curve up the slightest bit.

"Uh, Doug-" I rub my forehead. "We got into a fight and- you know, I don't really want to talk about it-"

"She dumped me Penhall." Tom calls out in a very monotone manner. I shoot a glare at Tom and scrunch my eyebrows. My eyes shoot back to Penhall.

"Wha-" Penhall starts. "The couple of the office, broke up?" He slaps his hands down by his sides. "That defeats the whole purpose of-"

"Come on, Penhall! Stop joking. It's not time to joke. Now go back to work." Tom says and shoots his pen over to Doug and he catches it. My eyes look up at Penhall as he stands right in front of my desk.

"You're ruining him, Y/L/N. He's- he's grumpy."

"Doug." I sigh. "Please don't make a scene." I take pen from his hand and put it between my teeth. I look back down at the papers on my desk. Doug tilts his head, clicks his tongue, and walks back to his desk.

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A week had gone by, and it was long week. It's hard to break up with someone you work with, because guess who you have to wake up and go to work to see? That person. Who do you have to see nearly every minute of your work day? That person. Who do you get put on a case with? Well...

      "Y/L/N! Hanson!" Fuller's deep voice yells from his office.

      "Oh, God." I whisper to myself, completely dreading what's about to go down. I glance at Toms desk to see he's already gone. I force myself out of my chair and I walk to Fullers office. I step into the door way and Tom is sitting on the couch. I look to the ground as I walk in.

Fuller purses his lips and looks back and forth at Tom and I.

      "Alright." He starts, "I need to put you two on an important case-"

       "Look Fuller-"

       "No Hanson. I'm putting you two on a case." He starts again, he stabs his pen into the pen cup on his desk. I bite my lip and shake my head when Fuller looks away from me.

He goes on to tell us what school we're going to and what exactly we're looking for.

      "Captain- can't she go with someone else-"

      "Hanson, what did I say! I told you you and
Y/N are going on a case together." He says sternly.

      "Yes sir." Tom replies while rubbing his bottom lip.

      "Got it, Y/L/N?" Fuller directs towards me.

      "Yes sir." I say while exhaling.

       "You start tonight. So get yourselves together."

       "Okie dokie." Tom sighs as he slaps his thighs while standing up. I make eye contact with him and begin to walk out of the room. As I get out of the office Tom's light grasp grabs my shoulder and turn me around to him.

      "Excuse me-" I say with wide eyes.

      "Y/N look we really gotta fix this- I mean! At least get along. It's the only way we're gonna be able to do this." His fluttering eyes look down at
me. 

     "Tom-" I sigh.

     "Y/N." He mocks my tone. I stay silent. "Look come here." He takes my hand and drags me outside so we can talk in a more private setting. Although I quite honestly enjoyed it, I pull my hand away from him.

      "Tom it's freezing out here-"

He pulls me in by my neck and gives me a long passionate kiss. I give in, but quickly pull away holding the middle of his jacket where the zipper lays. I scoff and look down. My hand falls down from his jacket. 

     "Really...Tom? You really think that that-"

     "Really Y/N." He interrupts me. "I miss you. I need you to come back.. please?"

My eyes stay on the concrete. I exhale and fog comes out of my mouth due to the cold weather. I rub my arms, wearing only a thin long sleeve shirt, and look up at him.

      "I miss you too...but I don't see why you think I would leave you for someone." I scrunch my eyebrows and look up at him. "I don't get it-"

      "It's only because of how in love I am with you." He says calmly while looking straight into my eyes. "When you love someone so much you- you get scared that there's someone better than yourself."

      "Tom." I place my hand on my forehead and I close my eyes. "You're amazing. Don't think that...don't. And I think you think you love me, but you really don't, because you're lost."

      "Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N." He says my full name like he used to when joking, but he's not at the moment.  "I am in love with you! Baby, you don't fade from my mind for a second." He raises his eyebrows and takes my hand.

      "I...love you, too, Tom." I fold my lips in.

      "Please come back..." He steps close to me, bringing my hand to his lips to kiss it softly. I look in his eyes. I stay silent just admiring his perfect face.

      "I'm back, baby." I say whiling giving a little smile. "I'm..." I kiss his lips, "...yours." I kiss him again.

       "Thank God." He mumbles while continuing to kiss me. He pulls away while holding the back to my head. "You're beautiful." He says as his eyes trail all around my face. He quickly unzips his jacket and puts it on my shoulders. I smile as I kiss him again. He brings me closer with his hand on my back as he continues to slowly make out with me.

The door opens and there stands Fuller looking at us. He bites his tongue and shakes his head.

       "I was looking for you two...back to work." Fuller nods and heads back inside.

      "You're pathetic, Hanson." I say smiling and his head leans down to kiss me again.

       "Baby- baby!" I laugh as he gives me little pecks all around my face.

      "I'm so sorry." He pouts dramatically. "I just missed this pretty face. He wraps an arm around my shoulders as we walk back into the chapel. "Let's go home- well my place early. Baby, I'll keep you up all night and make you feel g-"

     "Tom we have an assignment tonight..." I giggle.

      "Right..." He sighs.