Just The Way You Are (Jaime Preciado)

Chapter 8

Chapter Eight: Disastorolgy 

"What isn't happening?" I asked. 

"Oh, you don't think I know about Jaime?" Tony yelled. "Yeah. I read a few texts between this douche," He pointed to Vic. "And Jaime. You two are not happening. And I can't believe you'd even attempt to sneak around, behind my back."

I laughed, "Sneak around? We're hanging out. And what business is it of yours?"

"The thing is, Amy," Tony sighed. "That it's very much my business. You aren't mature enough to know about this."

"Tony," Vic asked. "Can I just say something."

Tony just nodded, not taking his eyes off me. 

"You realize that she's 17, that she's making her own choices weather you like it or not?" Vic said. 

Tony sighed, "Amy, I've seen him throw away girls every other day. He has some fun, then just decides they aren't worth it. It always ends up happening. I just can't let that happen to you."

"It won't," I crossed by arms over my chest and walked away. 

I was really, really falling for Jaime. But would he do that to me? He was still a rock star who could get away with it. He already had girls wanting him. I was just another girl, wasn't I?

******** 

Jamie's POV

********

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Everything went perfectly and I fucking kissed her. Kissed her! And I did it so smoothly. And she's going out again with me tomorrow. How awesome is that?

I leaned back on the couch, exhaling slowly. I was happy. My phone beeped and I saw a text from Vic, "How did it go with Amy?"

"Absolute perfection, man! Everything went so well and were going out again tomorrow for lunch."

I turned on the TV while waiting for a reply. The only thing good on was re-runs of Rugrats and I loved that show.

"Awesome! I knew it would be cool. Good job, bro!"

I said thanks then continued watching the TV. Would it be weird to text Amy? I mean, we just spent the afternoon together. So yeah it would be weird. I just needed to be patient. 

Patient. Patient. Alright, I was ordering pizza. It would at least give me something to do for a while. 

I grabbed my phone and was about to call when I got a text from Vic, "Tony just found out. You're dead."

Shit. 

"Found out what?" I hoped he wasn't freaking out about what I thought he was.

"What do you think?"

Okay. Either hide in the closet or go over and face Tony and his attitude. I'm going with closet.

"Come over." Tony texted me. 

Shit. 

I should attempt to be calm, but I've seen how worked up Tony can be when it comes to Amy. He would kill someone if he thought it would make her happy. He would basically do anything for her. 

And now he was probably against this. Me dating Amy.

Oh well. Time to face up.

************************************

I knocked on the door and was let in by Mike. He smiled and led me to the living room.

Vic and Tony both sat on the couch and Mike sat next to them. Vic pointed to the seat opposite to them so I sat there.