Another taxi ride later, whilst thinking about the cheesy moment in the park all the way, we wen't back to Jaime's, he lived just near Tony's the place I was last night. The scenery and the houses were so similar only the placing of the staircase has seemed to change. It was still the first thing I realised as I walked into the house. Spiraling up to the mystery rooms up stairs, I was dying to snoop around. Maybe one day I would. Maybe. He pulled me into the house and shut the door behind us and walked alone to the kitchen that was across the room to the right. I couldn't see him anymore - I didn't know whether to follow him or to stay put here. One of those awkward house things. I kicked my shoes, at the door as I thought it was a very homely thing to do. He had taken me down a muddy place as well; It would be embarrassing to trail it through his expensive looking house. I walked casually in the middle of the room, snooping around. He was pretty neat person, nothing seemed askew. I walked over to the book case on the left, It mainly had awards on; Kerrang Award, Rock Sound Award, Sexiest Bass Player 2010. I smiled at them as there were a few other random ones.
"Trust me, I did not vote for myself loads of time for 'sexiest male'" Jaime's, sarcastic tone echo's from the other side of the room. I smile and turn around to face him, he was stood there just smiling and laughing at his own joke.
"I don't see why you would of needed to" I flirtatiously say, flicking one leg over the other to transfer the weight as my leg was going dead. I smile cutely at him. I felt some sort of connection between him, i'm not a flirtatious girl, i'm usually very shy. I was thriving for him to be flirtatious back. I wanted to know we had something, he understood me... With the Sister situation.
"Come!" He insists, he walks over to the staircase and I follow him, we spiral up the stairs and walk in one of the first rooms I see. I was a perfect square shape and another gleaming white room. I had a massive tv pinned up on the wall and a couch that looked so damn cosy, I wanted to sink into it. The couch corned three corners of the room; he probably used to when all of the bands came together. Or something. He walks over and sinks into the couch like I imagined. He taps the place next to him and I follow over and sink next to him.
"Let's count shoulders 1.." He taps my shoulder. "2!" He reaches out and taps my other shoulder leaving his arm resting over my other shoulder. I laugh at him, whilst blushing at his boyish attempt to woo me.
"Oh wow, we haven't put the tv on yet and you're already making man moves" I say whilst still laughing. He shrugs his shoulders at me. He reaches out and grabs a poof to put our feet up on. He settles himself back and I also lie back and cuddle into his chest. He was very warm and the perfect size, he wasn't fat, or skinny, he was just big boned that made him perfect to me. Weight was always something constantly on my mind, whenever I uploaded a video, there would always be comments on my weight.
anorexic
put some weight on you look disgusting
stick
When things are repeated loads of times, you get the idea, that is what you are. The truth is, i'm not. I can eat whatever I want and not put on a massive amount of weight; I am quite stumpy, I have very unfeminine hands, they're quite stumpy and small. I'm just different the way everyone else is. People should respect that. I feel at some age everyone is scared of their weight or the way they look.
I was too deep into thought and didn't realise the tv was on and my eyes were fixated into a blank spot on the wall, not at the tv. We both laid there watching the tv like we gave a damn.
"What are we even watching?" I asked, like I read both of our minds.
"I have no idea" We giggle out of the awkwardness the atmosphere we had created. I figure out it was some film I had seen before.
"Oh yeah, that film... What's it's name? Boy gets girl, they break up.... Girl comes back and they walk away happy"
"You just described High School Musical Ame" He spits out laughing. I roll my eyes at him. "Anyway these stories are all about they girls, you see the amount of effort the guys do, climb into windows.. Hard stuff" He says in a sarky tone
"So you have climbed through many windows for a girl then?"
"No... But you know what I mean, guys always make the move!"
I could see this slowly turning into a sexist fight.. About film's oh.
"Thats not true, Gabriella always came back in High School Musical." I sit up chuckling at my HSM references.
"I kissed you first though, didn't I, guys always make the move!" He owns the conversation sitting up giving me the eyes. I look at him and sigh.
I lean over and out one leg either side of his, squatting over him and sitting on his lap facing him. I could see all emotion drain for his face and his mind practically exploding. I have a fixed small smile on my face the whole time, whilst he stares blankly into my eyes. I run my hands lightly over his chest and up to the back of his head and scrunch my fingers through the non-hair sprayed place of his hair. I felt soft as I ran along. I pulled myself tighter in; I felt his hands placed firmly on my thighs and I kissed him softly and passionately. Our lips were so gently pressed against each others. Then slowly it stopped being so gentle and our lips were smacking against each others. His hands loosened from my thighs and make their way up to my bum. Things felt intimate.
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I have been quite saucy here, hope you guys liked it! Please let me know, thanks so much
~Sarah xo
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One Hundred Sleepless Nights [A Jaime Preciado and Pierce The Veil FanFic]
FanfictionAme starts of making famous friends influenced by her nieces obsession for them. She puts her self out there but anxiety kicks in and gives her painful flashbacks. How can she stop them and who will help her along the way?
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