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

49. "Alcoholy No Morey meany no more drinky drinky"

*LANEY*

Like every morning, I was up all by myself before 5 am.. 4:58am to be exact. Hooray for me. I grumbled to myself and curled under my covers once again, laying awake in the bunk for a bit in hopes of falling asleep again. When it felt like I was laying there for hours trying to go back to bed, I checked my phone again for the time.

5:03.

I groaned and shut off my alarm I had set for 9 am and rolled out of bed.

I felt kind of sick to my stomach for some reason but it quickly subsided. What even is there to do at 5 am? Oh I know. I quietly closed the door to the bathroom, pulling out a hair-dye box connecting my phone to the speaker, turning on my brother's band on a low level (so I don't wake the Nicholls-saurus.) to pass the time.

I had decided to dye my hair back to its original state of being reddish-brunette, like I had it at warped last year, a few days ago. Thankfully to some persuasion, I had Hannah go with Sam to get a box for me during the show that night... just now deciding to do it. I sat there waiting for the color to process, going through the dark depth of Tumblr and Instagram. I looked up the 'AP Europe Tour', which was what tour we were on now, seeing fans post pictures of themselves hugging band members, stage shots, even Gifs of mine and Hannah's awkward dancing party one one of the first days of the tour. I looked though the older photos, some of them captioned with 'isn't that Laney?!' or 'Look, it's the Jaime breaker.' I rolled my eyes and kept scrolling, seeing photos of Jaime on stage looking happy and full of energy along with awkward screenshots of my Bring Me and Mice boys from an interview they did with PitCam.

I sighed, feeling myself become more and more heavy with depression. I fucked up again. But it wasn't my fault! It just kind of slipped out.. and plus what happened between Austin and I was on a total fluke..

After last night I didn't really want to talk to anyone. All I would get was the same lecture about how I fucked up. Even though I really didn't..Well, I guess I kinda did. It was one time which Austin and I left at that... one time. Once. Uno Time-o.

And in that one time I pretty much ended my hopes of getting Jaime back. I was finally letting down my wall and actually wanted him back in my life again...I know even if I said about having someone at home was true, i'd still always have that little mexican on my mind and in my heart.

My alarm popped up, breaking me off of my train of thought and signaling my head was done frying. I finished up in the shower, towel drying my hair and threw it up in a messy bun on top of my head. I looked at my face in the mirror for a moment and sighed, I didn't realize how tired I looked, or how white my face was.. holy damn. I would have recognized myself as a ghost if I saw myself right now. I shut off the light and headed out to the front lounge after I made myself look somewhat good despite my paleness. I made myself a cup of hot water and snuggled under a blanket, reading one of the random books that Hannah had brought along with her.

The one thing I was dreading right now was talking to any of the guys from Pierce... Tony had texted me to see if I was okay but I had only texted him back one of those thumb's up emoji's. He didn't reply after that.

I focused my concentration back on the book in my hand, not wanting to think about anything pertaining to them right now, having to flip back a few pages because of my mind-less wandering.

"Shit." I heard Ralph, the bus driver, as we slowed to a stop on the side of the freeway.

"Whats going on?" I asked, looking up from my book and looking out the window, seeing the other 2 buses slow to a stop behind us.

"snow blockage going through Sweden's boarder right now. "theres no way we can get though it.. not for another 3 days or so according to the weather station..." Ralph sighed turning off his update radio, looking up at me as I poked my head into the dark driver's cabin.