May 21st, 2014.
“Whaddup, mah hoe?”
“This ain’t no booty-callin’ hoe, hoe.”
“The fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“The fuck do you want it to mean?”
“Touché, Hime.”
“Touché, Lil.”
“Don’t copy me. I’ll cut you in places that should never be cut.”
“Well, I’m kind of scared and oddly turned on by that statement…”
“Not statement; it was a threat. A threat. Not a statement.”
“Hush. You know what I mean.”
“Yeah, yeah; ‘Listen to what I mean, not what I say.’ That’s what my br…mother used to say.”
“My mom said that all the time, too!”
“What if we had the same mom and didn’t know it?”
“LILY! THAT’S DISTURBING! NOT POSSIBLE!”
“Pssh… Whatever. It’s just a thought.”
“That’s just… no.”
“Have I fucked up your mind yet?”
“Very. You did when we first started writing letters.”
“I’m hornored.”
“Wait, what?”
“Break it down, boo.”
“Horn… ored… Something and honored… OH WAIT. GROSS.”
“I love you, Himes.”
“That is so… Oh, God… I love you too, I think? I can’t erase these images from my mind now…”
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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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