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

33. "Guns for hands!"

-september-

*LANEY*

'im tryin, im tryin to sleep

im tryin im tryin to sleep,

but I cant , but I cant when you all have,

Guns for hands!'

I woke up in the cool september morning and rolled over in my tiny Flat in the smack dab middle of London to the sound of Twenty One Pilots 'Guns for Hands' blasting though the speakers of my phone's dock in the Living area, obviously my ringtone since it was looping over the chorus.

"ugh. Who the fuck is calling me at..." I look over to my alarm clock seeing 15:12 displayed on the little black box.. "at 3 in the afternoon.." I finished my sentence laughing to myself since I slept so late. But hey, it was Saturday.. and I worked from home half the time.

'GUN FOR HANDS... YEAH'

I headed down to the living room and walked over to the annoyingly loud speaker my phone was plugged into, sliding the 'answer' button and falling to the couch, letting my newly black and blond hair go every which direction, pulling a caught piece out of my lip ring, closing my eyes.

"Hello, Laney speaking." I yelled so my phone would pick up my voice.

"DOVE! How the bloody hell are ya!?" the all too familiar Brit rang though my ears.

"Oli!" I smiled brightly, sitting straight up on my couch now. Hearing his voice come though the tower. "i'm fine, hows Hannah?" I asked. Oli and I became close, obviously when that one night happened and when I was managing a mini tour around Europe. Since I moved to the UK, getting a job with Epitaph in their Tour Promotions and Managing sector. And over the last few months we had all become very close. I was worried bout him bringing up Jaime and all that what had happened, but it never did and I was so thankful for that, besides, I got enough of the memories from people tagging me in Instagram and twitter mentions.

"She peachy. Just peachy. she kind of a bitch right now tho-OW!" he yelled, "what was that for?"

"cause you called me a bitch." Hannah's tiny voice came though. "Hi Lae!"

"hey Han." I giggled. "so what cha calling about Olober?" I asked, getting up and going to make some tea in the connected kitchen.

"Well I just got the news that you, my dear, are our Tour/ChildDelinquent Manager for a 2 and half month tour coming up in a week!" he said excitedly.

"i never got an email or anything saying that." I said, heading over to my phone and flicking though my emails I had gotten over night. "Well what do you fuckin know." I laughed, seeing the Email pop up.

"haha, well I just wanted to say Welcome to the Horizon crew."

"Well thanks, Boss." I laughed,

"ey ey.. we are equals... kinda. Well, we are I just have a better voice than you... and i'm more attractive." he joked.

"hey now.." I laughed. "ill be sure to leave out the coconut milk ice cream so its all gross and warm for ya. Just for that."

"bitch-OW! Bloody hell woman!" he grumbled, hearing hannah smack him again.

"Thanks Han" I giggled.

"no problem Girlfraaaand." she said putting on her best american accent, causing us all to laugh.