Kara p.o.v
3 months later *** (LETS SAY IT'S MAY)
It was currently March. I was hanging out with Chelsea, Alysha, and Jessica. Chelsea had a baby boy and named him Noell . He is so cute and Vic and I were visiting Tony and Chelsea everyday after the birth and Luis and I got close.
He's 2 months old now and super cute! Alysha's babies are also so cute they're really big too. I still kind of think about what had happened to vic, Everytime I see kids i always remember what he had told me, all the crying he did.
"Kara!" Alysha yelled at me. I was lost in my thoughts again. I quickly looked at her.
"What?" I said.
"I asked if maybe you want to go to the movie theater and see a movie." She said.
"Oh no, I have to go pack for the tour." I replied making up an excuse. its not that I don't like them anymore its that lately ive been a little overprotective of vic. i have a lot on my mind and I've been trying to make Vic happy everyday, plus the tour coming up, in two days.
They nodded in acceptance and i stood up. "I'll see you girls around." I smiled and walked to go to my car. Vic was with Jaime and Justin at some beach with Adam Elmakias. I've never met him but maybe today i will. I started the car and drove to the house, Alysha and Mike moved out and moved in with Mike and Vic's parents' house. I parked outside and unlock the door. I hear people running downstairs.
"No, stop, i told you no!" I heard Vic's voice.
"Vic?" I called out.
I saw him literally fly down the stairs. This was the fastest he has ever moved down the stairs. I see Jaime and Tony shooting at him with Nerf guns. He hid behind me quickly. As if he was small than me. I started laughing and then Jaime shot me and I glared at him.
"It just got fucking serious" i said and ran towards him quickly and tackled him. We both fell towards the floor as i grabbed the gun and shooted Tony and Tony 'died' by falling on the couch. I laughed and then realized i was still on Jaime. I got up and put the gun in the trash can.
"Don't mess with Vic or I'll mess with you." I said. Tony laughed and Jaime put up his hands in surrender. Vic smiled "Thanks Kara" and kissed my cheek.
"Well, i gotta go pack. I'm leaving in two days." I frowned and started going upstairs. I got to our room and got my suitcases and started packing. A couple minutes later i felt vic hug me from behind.
"Packing already?" He asked.
"Yea, I'm going to miss you, but hey its only two months, remember when we met and we toured and that tour was almost a year?" I asked him.
"Yea, it was the best tour ever and i met you." He replied.
I smiled "yes it was."
He passed me the rest of my clothes while i packed them. It was a nice silent moment for us, calm and peaceful. When we finished i sat on the bed and Vic went downstairs to wait for Jack and Alex, Jaime, Tony, Jessica, Karen, Justin and Hanna.
He invited them for a small dinner i guess. But the dinner will be 'Take out food. He ahad a list down of what they wanted and since Vic doesn't want to go by himself, I am going.
I went downstairs and grabbed my car keys. "Vic, I'll be back" i called out. "Alright, be safe" He replied and i left the house on my way to the first stop.
***
I finally got home about one hour later, with a lot of take out bags and my stomach being hungry. I was able to open the door and set it on the table so we could all eat. I greeted eveyone and then Vic.
Hanna wasn't here yet but i mean, she's Hanna. When it's 15 minutes late for us, for her it's 15 minutes early.I went to one of our cabinets and got out paper plates and set them on the table. Some people wanted pizza. As i walked back to get myself a water bottle i got a text. I checked, it was from Hanna.
HANNA : Can't make it, my dad got sick. Sorry.
Kara: It's ok, hope your dad gets well.
I put my phone back amd headed back to where everyone else was. Vic and the guys were talking. The girls were talking too. I smiled at that. All of a sudden a weird lyric came to my head. Oh i try and i try my best, but i dont think that they'll understand.
This is normal for me. Even if the lyric doesn't have anything ro do with the situation im in or where i am. I always have to write them down before i forget. I walk fast to the stairs and then run upstairs and grab my notebook and wrote it down. I put the notebook back and walked back downstairs.
I had so much on my mind that i didn't notice Jessica trying to get my attention. She frowned
"What is up with you?" She asked.
I shrugged "i don't know, I'm worried about Vic, about us, about the band, about the tour, about Hanna, about the wedding..."
"Hey, calm down." Jessica said.
I nodded "okay. I just, my voice is changing. For the second time this year and I'm afraid the reality family won't be happy."
She smiled "You sound amazing. Just don't go to overboard with those high notes you hit. Sometimes you want to go higher."
I nodded. "Thanks i needed that"
"No problem now, about what i needed to tell you. I um have a uterus problem where i can't get pregnant. Nobody knows but my parents and you. I didn't know until last year and I can't tell Jaime."
Wow. I never thought she couldn't have kids. But why can't she tell Jaime. "Well that's terrible. But why can't you tell Jaime and why did you tell me?"
She pulled me outside in our back porch. Nobody noticed but Vic. I gave him a quick smile and then looked at Jessica. She looked sad.
"Well Jaime and I have been talking and he wants a kid. I do too but you know how i can't have one. All the other girls have kids of their own to take care of. You're my only hope. Kara i want you to have sex with Jaime."
I froze. The only words repeating in my head "I want you to have sex with Jaime. "
I'm so sorry guys. I had Guitar lessons and Chorus stuff and Violin and my whole year so far is booked and when i get the chance i write this and the other story.
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