February 8th, 2014.
“Hey, Hime–”
“Oh my fucking God, Lily! Why haven’t you been answering?! Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did something bad happen? Please, tell me you aren’t dying–”
“My phone died in New York and the power was out the entire time. I couldn’t charge it.”
“Thank God it wasn’t something serious…”
“I got your messages. That was really adorable.”
“Pssh. Shut up. I was worried as hell.”
“It was really cute.”
“Stop that! I was worried sick! I panicked! The guys laughed at me, too.”
“I can imagine you pouting right about now.”
“Are you sure you’re not watching me through my window or something? I hope you’re not. I’m not dressed.”
“Jaime. Why must you be so sexual?”
“I was born this way, baby.”
“NOT LADY GAGA REFERENCES. NO. PLEASE. DEAR GOD. PLEASE, NO. POP MUSIC IS JUST… NO.”
“God, okay, Lils. Jeez. I think I went deaf in one ear.”
“Be quiet, asshole.”
“Wow. Okay. Harsh. I’m crying.”
“Aw, my poor baby. I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you?”
“I can think of a few ways–”
“I’ll call you soon.”
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The Calls [Jaime Preciado] [Book 2]
FanfictionTwenty-four year old Lily Jones finally gets to talk to Jaime Preciado, the bassist of Pierce the Veil, over the phone instead of on paper. She gets to learn more about Jaime as she talks to him over the course of a year. Through all of the ups and...
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