March 2nd, 2014.
“Hey, Lils.”
“Hey, Taco. Have you been crying again? What’s wrong?”
“Uh… Vic got into a car crash.”
“Oh, my God… Is he okay?”
“He’s sleeping right now. He’s really banged up. Broken leg, sprained wrist, small concussion, and a few cuts and bruises. He was awake earlier; thank God he doesn’t have amnesia. He should be okay.”
“That’s good. Should I send him any–?”
“No! I mean, uh, no. We, um, already have a lot of stuff. He can just talk to you as a gift.”
“That’s not much of a gift.”
“Honestly, it is. Vic’s been bugging me to let me talk to you. I always refuse. I… I don’t want him to take you away like he always does with girls I meet.”
“Hime, he won’t ‘take me away’ from you. You’re my best friend, and nothing can change that, okay? Not him, not Jess, not the rest of the band; nobody. Okay?”
“Yeah, alright…”
“Go rest, Jaime. You sound worn-out. Get some sleep; Vic will be okay.”
“Okay. I love you, Lily. You know that, right?”
“Yes, I know. I love you too. Please, go sleep.”
“Aye, aye, Cap’n.”
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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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