We'll Make it (PTV Fan Fiction)

~Who?~

"Babe, how many times do I have to tell you?" I ask my boyfriend, Josh,  as he sits at the table on his phone. After 2 years of us being together, I would have figured he would have got the hint that I do not like having phones at the table. 

"I am just doing some research on this band I found last night." Josh says showing me a Twitter page on his phone screen. I take a look at it, and then grab his phone quickly. 

"You can always do that later. Now eat your breakfast. You have to go to that interview in like..." I trail off, looking at the clock, "25 minutes. Now eat quickly." I say to him. I sit down next to him, sliding his phone into my pocket and grabbing my fork up off the table. We eat breakfast, he says goodbye and kisses me on the cheek as he runs out the door.

For the last year and a half my life has been the same thing. Over and over again. Everyday. You see, having a boyfriend who works for a record label is not always easy. He is always busy. Most average working people go to their job, come home, and then go to their job again at the same time the next day. They usually have days off, and time to themselves. No, not my boyfriend. He goes to work, then does interviews, then has dinner with clients,  Then he will come home and have Skype calls with his clients until time for bed. It is like he never even has time for me. Not that I mind honestly, I am used to doing my own thing.

I clean up the kitchen and then realize I still have his phone. I take the phone out of my pocket and place it on the table in the living room as I turn on the TV above the fireplace, curling up on the couch with the remote. More Netflix, just like every other day. 

I wake up at 2 pm to the door opening and Josh walking in. He comes over to the couch and I smile at him as he kneels down to get closer to my face. He plants a kiss on my forehead. I smile at the small gesture.

"How was your day?" He asks me kindly. I hate to tell him how my days are. Most days I watch Netflix and clean our small apartment in San Diego. It is really not 'All That' to live in California. Everyone in the movies and in TV says its great. My life would be the same living in a small town in Kansas, where all they do is farm.

"My day was good. Yours?" I try to sound enthusiastic, but I don't think he is buying it. 

"It was great. I signed a new band today. I am going to have dinner with them soon." He says. 

"Oh that is awesome! What is their name?" I ask. I might know them. I know lots of alternative bands.

"Pierce The Veil. Oh and do you want to have a night in? We could watch a movie or something." He suggests. I haven't ever heard of the band though. I start to say yes to us staying in, but then remember I have plans with Avery. 

"Sorry babe, not tonight. I have plans with Avery. Can we take a rain check?"

"Okay, no problem. You have fun tonight babe." He says to me. Our relationship isn't as great as it once was. It used to be hugs and kisses and long talks. Dinner at fancy restaurants and cuddling on the couch before bed. Now all we have is money and a place to live.  It's like we have fallen out of love. Our relationship can't be normal because of his busy schedule, and I know he wouldn't give his job up for anything. Not like I expect him to. 

*****

I arrive at a bar with my best friend, Avery. Me and her have been close for years. She is my rock, and I am hers. We walk inside talking casually about what we have been up to. She asks me about Josh, I tell her the same as usual, and we order our drinks.

"So have you heard about the new group Josh is working with?" I question Avery.

"No. Wait he is working with a new group? Who?" She asks.

"Some group called Pierce The Veil. Haven't ever heard of them, have you?" I ask, putting a straw into my drink and taking a sip. It is super bitter.

"Oh my god! Josh is working with them?!" She practically yells. She gets a little over excited sometimes.

"Avery! Shh.... We are in a public place." I say, sounding too much like a mother or some old lady. I have noticed that the last 2 years of my life have changed me into someone I don't want to be. I'm only 21, why do I act like such an adult? I thought all 21 year olds are supposed to be wild and crazy and get drunk a lot?

"We have to meet them." She says much quieter. I laugh, and take another sip of my bitter drink. I really hate this thing, what even is this? It tastes like a corpse. Not like I know what that tastes like, but this is how I imagine it would taste like. 

"Avery, I try to not get involved with Josh's business and clients. He has his job and then he has me. And I don't think he wants them to mix." I say. 

Needless to say, 2 hours and many gross drinks later I finally agree to ask Josh to meet Pierce The Veil.