sublime [2]

[12] i knew u'd make a great job

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O N E W E E K L A T E R

"if you need to call me, fucking call me. don't even look what time it is, just call me. i swear i will answer no matter what." lana told me as her arms held mines by the side.

"ok, mom." i spoke laughing. "we'll see each other soon."

"we will. and don't forget what we talked about." lana winked at me. i playfully winked back and went for a hug.

we hugged for a minute when we finally pulled away. "i'll miss you. can't believe i'm going through this again." she wiped a imaginary tear, faking to be crying. when she said 'again', she meant me leaving her again, because almost three months ago i had left our apartment to live with diego, and now i'm leaving los angeles to go on tour.

"i'll miss you too. you better keep your phone near, i will be calling you." i smiled and she nodded. "love you. i gotta go now. diego will take ages saying good bye."

"right. go, and don't forget about me." i nod my head as i hug her one last time and head towards diego.

"don't leave me!" he said hugging me. "i'll miss you so much." i hug him back as he spoke on my neck. "well, have fun, and take care of yo ass." he said slowly lowering his hand to my ass as he slightly squeezed it.

"i will, don't worry. and you... take care of yourself as well." i told him as i messed with his hair. "i'll be watching you on your fan pages." i told him as we chuckled.

"alright ma, i won't do anything wrong, promise!"

"good." he leaned in for a kiss. as we kissed i heard someone clearing their throats.

"we needa go. sorry guys." it was skies. i nod as soon as i heard him and left a last peck on diego's lips.

"bye, love you." diego said before i left into a tour bus.

"you will go in this van." the tour manager pointed at a black van, where skies was just getting in. there i go.

i nod and walk towards the van. "want help?" skies asks — as he sees me with a big bag.