Falling Into Place (Jaime Preciado) (*PTV* Fanfic 1)

6. "my names not Kyle..."

*LANEY*

I woke up in the morning and fell out of my bunk, holding my head sighing softly as i took in the sight around me, all the boys were piled ontop of eachother on the foor of th aileways, i smiled softly and headed out towards the front lounge, tripping over Dane, i kicked him once more "are you still alive?" i said, poking his face with my shoe.

he grumbled "Fuck off...." he huffed and buried his face farther into the carpet "grumpy bug." i laughed and stepped over him to get to the kitchen thing, pulling out cereal and the hangover-cure-of-dahLaney. skittle pizza waffles. yep. 

i slid onto the couch, using Dane as my footrest, it was apparent he wasn't moving anytime soon. i sighed and looked at my phone. 11:25am. i sighed softly smiling then i remembered

"OH MY HELL FUCK SHIT YOU BITCH." i screamed as i dropped my waffle plate onto my brother and rushed into he bathroom, i literally had 5 minutes to get to Kyle! "oh fuck oh fuck." i kept saying, pulling my laddered black skinny's on and a Parkway Drive tank top on, pulling my hair into a bun and placed a white bow around it.

by then all the guys were up and panicking because they had no idea why i was screaming profanities. but don't worry, because yes. Dane was still asleep. "what the hells going on? Chris asked holding my shoulders.

"well one. sound check in two hours. and two. I'm late for a lunch outing with Kyle." i said smartly "now get your asses ready, ill see you at the stage at 1:30. i nodded and stepped on Dane's ass running out the door, which made him groan and sit up. 

i looked around, the venue was pretty much all set up and fans were just getting into the gate, i clipped on my pass and tucked it into my back pocket. and basically ran to the catering tent over by the food trucks, i knew i was about 15 minutes late. i Hope he waited..

*JAIME*

i was a little excited about today, but again scared. what if she hated me when i told her.. what would happen. what if Caity was right and she didn't go for guys who's name started with a K? well that was stupid. i sighed and straddled a bench next to catering and played with all my tour passes, looking through the ones i had from tours past, like my Collide With The sky pass, and my American Dream Tour pass, and even some random passes from when i was younger that me and tony had made for our old band. I looked at my phone for the time, tucking the passes into my pocket sighing.

It was 15 minutes past the time we were going to meet, so many questions were running though my head. yep this was it. she hated me. I'm never going to get a chance. Jaime you're such a fuck up. well fuck. i sighed and got up to go back to the bus. 

"Ky!" she yelled, making me turn around she ran up and dropped her head resting her hands on her knees trying to catch her breath like she had just run a 10 mile marathon "sorry... im late." she said still trying to regain any thing breath she had left.

"Its no problem." i said, "i was beginning to think you weren't going to show." i said nervously rubbing the back of my neck, smiling sheepishly. 

"no no! I'm so excited! i just over slept." she smiled giggling softly "So whats the plan?" she asked, looking up at me with those damned eyes again. i really just wanted to stand there and stare into them-

"Uh, Ky?" she said, i obviously spaced out in my own thoughts.

"Oh sorry, well uhm. lets wing it?" i asked shrugging.

"Sounds fantastic." she said bouncing slightly, seeing that smiled, that beautiful smile again. 

i smiled and headed off towards some of the stages, asking myself if i should tell her now, probably the sooner the better... but then again.

We soon got to one of the stages, i think it was the Earnie Ball stage, where some of the newer bands play, like the ones who earned their spot though a contest or something. it was a good exposure for them though. i smiled and bought us both pretzels and lemonades and sat down on the grass listening to some of the bands play.

"so tell me bout yourself." she said smiling at me with that smile again sitting indian style, bouncing her knees soflty.  breaking my concentration.

"well what do  you want to know?" i asked smiling softly. 

she shrugged "anything. and everything." she giggled. "favorite color... GO." 

"Gray and White."

"Favorite Food."

"Hot Pockets, Eggo Waffles, Hot Cheetos,Tabasco sauce, tacos,and burritos." That made her laugh

"Favorite Animal"

"Dragons." i smiled 

"Role on this Tour."

do i say it now? no no. i cant. "Just a crew member." i nodded. well it was crap. but its technically the truth. i guess, if you think of being a performer. "your turn." i smiled. "same questions. go." i nodded, turning my body to sit and face her.

"Teal, black and white. uh, hot pockets, anything with banana or pineapple, tacos and bean burritos and those weird JuJubee Candy. and uh Koalas. Tour Manager." she smiled brightly

i let out a chuckled softly "fantastic." i was probably smiling like an idiot, but i didn't care. i stood up, taking her hand and pulled her up with me. i released my grip on her hand, but to my surprise, she didn't let go. Just go with it Hime.' i thought to myself. so i did. it sent butter flies down into my stomach. i was so love sick after an hour it wasn't even cool. we had to head back to the buses since her band she managed had Sound Check then their Set. 

"Thanks Ky." she said, turning to hug me, she was a little shorter than i was so her face only came up to my chest, i smiled and hugged her back. i was back to the feeling of my dream, holding her close, all to myself. just her and i in this world. i sighed and felt her pull away "Text me later?" she smiled 

"Absolutely." i nodded taking her phone and tapped my number in, debating on wether to put it as Kile or Jaime, but i shook my head and put 'Jaime Preciado.' . now. it was now. or keep living in this lie thing.i sighed and turned to her. "Laney." i stared and turned to her worried, she obviously noticed it on my face. "i have something to tell you." i said gulping down my words. i always over think things. but i know it. shes going to hate me. hate me and run away.

"Whats going on Ky?" she asked, sincerely worried now. 

"nothing... ill uh text you later." i said. she nodded slowly. " well ill be waiting." and turned to leave.

"my name is not Kyle, a crew member" i blurted, she just kind of turned and stared at me. and i paled a little again. "its Ja--" i started before i heard shouts of girls, and a few guys coming closer and closer.

"JAIME!!. PRECIADO!!!! JAIIIMMMEEEEEE!!!!!" they all screamed, i panicked and took her hand, pulling her with me, disappearing into the press building. and locked the door behind me.

"Jaime." i finally said."bassist for Pierce The Veil"  looking at her.

nothing.

*LANEY*

He was the guy in my dreams. i wasn't crazy. i knew it when i saw his eyes, i felt it when he touched me, i could sense the same feeling when i hugged him that i felt in my dream, i should have fucking knew it from the start. i should have known it . but the name threw me off. i just stared at him. so i did what any normal 24 year old girl would do. 

i turned and walked away. that's what i should have done. right?

my heart was saying to go and kiss the shit out of him and never let him go. but my mind was like 'he lied to you. Leave.' it wasn't even that bad of a lie either... i probably would have done the same thing...

it was probably the wrong thing to do to just turn and leave like that. i turned over my whoulder to the door i had just walked out of. Come on Lane.. dont be a bitch.

i turned back around and went back into the press building.