One Hundred Sleepless Nights [A Jaime Preciado and Pierce The Veil FanFic]

She Wants Me.

The Starbucks seat wasn't comfy and whilst him fiddling about with his words stuttering on what to say annoyed me.

"Just spit it out Jaime.." I cocked my head to the side.

"Right" he says flopping his hands on the table as well. He reaches out and grabs one of my hands... Woah, what the fuck happened last night. Why is he getting so deep he needs to hold my hands. I hope I didn't, I would know.. Right? Questions flew around me head, I needed to calm the fuck down.

"Last night you told me that, you had a sister and she died. You cried for hours on end." He spit a out. All if a sudden I have gone from being tense to flopping down. I just sunk and felt like crap. There was few people I told about Aria. She was a actually my twin.

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"Ame, no I can explain!" She shouts. Her eyes began to bawl, tears streaming down her face and her face getting redder. Her forehead was wrinkled from her concerning eyebrow position.

"How the, FUCK CAN YOU DO THIS!" I screamed. My shoulders were pinned back in disgust. "No, no, no, no, no" I repeated throwing my hands up to my temples of my head, reaching for hair and pulling to feel more pain.

"Ame?" She walks over and forces her arm onto mine.

"NO!" I scream and swing my remaining arm to punch her right side of her face. I was warm and angry. "You're dead to me Aria!" I walk away spitting on the ground.

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I move my hand up to my head with a painful flash back.

"Amelia?" He says full of concern, he tries to make eye contact with me.

"Did I say why?" I look at him.

"What?" He questions

"Did, I say why?" I repeat myself, feeling harsh.

"No, you just miss her and love her and want her back." She smiles, squeezing my hand, adding his sympathy that I didn't want.

"We'll I don't... I love her... But people grow apart right?" I implied to be a rhetorical question. He nodded in a concerning way. "What else happened last night?"

"Are you okay?" He ignored my previous question.

"Yeah" I smiled in an act to convince him. "I just don't like talking about her." I bluntly said.

"Fair enough... Last night.. Well!" He brightened up, I smiled as I'm glad we left the subject, I hope we can leave it untouched. "We'll you Fancy me!" He laughed teasing me.

"No I do not!" I throw his hand away laughing and trying to hide me blushing

"I'm joking you didn't say that... But you did say I had a sexy bum" he giggled.

"Oh come on!" I was not believing him.

"You seriously did, it's not all first dates you get to see each other mostly naked, how lucky are we" he cheekily winked at me. I bury my head in my hands and shake my head out of the cringing memories that now haunt me. He took my hands and peeled them from my face. He looked at me dead in the eyes.

"You know what?" I shrugged my shoulders not breaking the connection. "You have a nice bum too!" I giggled and threw his hands away again. He smiled at me, he built my hopes up. "Stop shoving my hands away!" He grabbed my hand and locked them with mine. I couldn't help my cheeks going so rosy and giggling at everything he said.

"You shouldn't hold my hands people might get the wrong impression!" I teased.

"Oh yeah, like what?" He but his lip.

"That you're my boyfriend, we couldn't let that happen!" I flirted.

"Don't pretend you don't want this!"

"I'm not pretending baby!"

"Neither am I!" Our cute banter was getting intense. He stood up pulling me up with him. He let go of one if my hands and tucked back some short bits of hair behind my ear. He graceful placed his hand on my face and my neck and romantically pressed his lips next to mine. I kiss him back closing my eyes and feel my heart jump in my chest. He pulls back grinning cutely.

"She wants me!" He says.