The Way It Is (A Pierce the Veil Fanfic) *EDITING*

Chapter 11 - Photographing Moments

~~Vic's POV~~

Jaime, Tony and I got home from band practice a little bit ago. We usually all kind of, go off and do our own thing after practice. Just some peaceful you time.

Right now, I'm sitting on the roof just outside my bedroom window. It's a beautiful day and I like to come out here when I write. I have one headphone in with Pantera playing at a low volume. I close my eyes and take a breath real slow before putting the pen to the notebook page.

'Your music saved me from myself, but it couldn't save me from someone else'

I smile sadly at the lyric and sigh lightly to myself. I'm shaken from my thoughts by a soft knock on my bedroom door. I turn to see Tony standing there with a small smile on his face.

"What's up, darling?" I ask removing the headphone and shutting my song book, turning my full attention to him with a smile.

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm gonna go to the park for a little bit." He answers, biting his bottom lip lightly. I can tell he has something on his mind, the park is where he goes to clear his head. It's his special place.

Wonder what's on his mind though?

"Oh, okay. Where's Hime?"

"In his room, playing video games I think." We both chuckle lightly. Jaime is such an infant.

"Okay. Stay safe, turtle. Don't be back too late, it's your night to make dinner." I smirk earning an eye roll.

"Yes, mother." He teases, shaking his head softly before leaving his previous position of leaning against the door frame and making his way over to me.

He places a hand on my neck and kisses me gently, immediately melting my insides into a puddle. He pulls away, leaning his forehead against mine.

"I love you, Vic. So much." He whispers, his tone sweet and genuine.

"I love you too, Tone." I blush and we smile at each other. He then turns on his heel and leaves. I open my song book and put the ear bud back in, continuing to write.

I write for about another hour, or at least that's what it feels like, when my focus is stirred by a sound.

*Shutter click*

I jump a little and gasp, snapping my head in the direction of the sound in my room.

"Jesus, Mike, you scared the living shit out of me!" I state placing a hand on my chest, feeling my heart about to jump from my ribcage. He only laughs. Dickhole.

"I'm not even a teenager though!" He whines, laughing again at his own joke. I roll my eyes and start to climb back into the house.

"Really? MCR?" I giggle a little. Okay, it was a little funny.

He just shrugs smiling. "Sowwie I scared you." He pouts out his bottom lip.

Cute.

"It's okay, Mikey. I guess I forgive you." I smile at him, placing my things down on my desk and giving my full attention to him.

"Good, 'cause if you didn't, I'd be forced to fight you. And, well... You'd lose." He smirks earning an eye roll from me. He's right though.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. What was that sound anyway?" I ask, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"Oh, I took a picture of you." He shrugs and smiles looking at the picture pulled up on his phone.

"But... Why though? I'm not even paying attention." I question causing him to shrug again and hum softly.