"Do you even know how much you mean to me?" Vic asked. I smiled, "How much?" "A whole fucking lot" I giggled and blushed. "Do you know how much I love you?" I questioned. "I sure as hell hope it's a lot" "A whole fucking lot" I mocked him. We laughed, then he kissed me.
I shot up, my heart pounding, palms sweating. Another dream about Vic.. Thats the third one this week... I have to stop, I haven't seen him in like two years. Before he left for tour. Before he broke my heart.
I sighed, pushing the thought away, I have to stop thinking about him. I get up out of bed, and grab some clothes from my dresser. I slip into tight black tank top and put on a grey hoodie over top of it. I put on a pair of black leggings, and walk to the bathroom. I make an awful face in the mirror. My hair looks utterly horrible. I just brush it out and leave it be.
I walk back into my and grab a black beanie and put it over my blonde messy hair. I apply my makeup, and put on grey ugg boots.
Today I need to go to the store to grab some food, but first I needed to get gas. I drove to the station, the only thing on my mind the whole way there, was Vic. I think he's going to be back in town soon. I'm not sure when... I'm scared, I mean he's been back before, but each time I always worry that I'll run into him... What would I say if it does happen? He probably wouldn't even talk to me, he is the one who broke up with me anyway.
Once I got to the station, I went inside so the cashier could start the pump.. While I was waiting for it to register I started playing with my nose ring. It's a habit I have, whenever I get nervous or feel awkward. Once it was done I quickly started walking towards the door, looking at the floor. Wish I hadn't. I bumped into somebody and I dropped my phone on the ground. Whoever it was started to grab it the same time I did.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" the voice said. I froze. That was the voice I have been hearing in my dreams. A too much familiar voice.
"It doesn't seem to be broken, but I'm really sorry... Here's your phone" He was holding it out to me. I slowly looked up. "Uhm, thanks." I quickly grabbed it and pushed past him and the three other guys.
"Wait, Sam!?" he called out after me. I heard the other guys mutter my name. I walked faster and quickly got in my car. I saw Vic liking towards me, I quickly drove away. My heart was pounding. I drove down the road a little bit, until my car started slowing down. I then realized I didn't get gas.
"Shit" I muttered to myself. I pulled over to the side of the road. This is fucking great. I hit the steering wheel with the palm of my hand trying to release the anger. I rested my head back and closed my eyes. I yawned and replayed the events that just happened. And then, I slept.
I don't quite remember actually falling asleep, but I wake up and I'm not in my car. At first I think it was a dream and I'm back in my room. But, I'm not. I'm on a couch. I start freaking out, I don't know where I am. I try to calm myself down and think about it. Then it hits me, I know where I am. But I can't be, it's almost impossible.
"Hey! You're up!" A familiar voice says. I spin my head to the arch way. "Jaime?" I whisper. "Sam! Holy fuck, have I missed you!" he shouts, jumping on the couch. I start panicking. "How did I get here?" My heart pounds and I start hyperventilating."Tony and I drove past you, and saw you. At least we thought it was you, so we turned around and found you sleeping in your car. We couldn't leave you there, fuck anybody could've got you... Are you having a panic attack?" I nodded, gasping for air cause my throat was closing up. I dug in my bag looking for my inhaler. I quickly took two puffs, and I started calming down.
"Hey, calm down Sam. It's just me.." Jaime said sincerely rubbing my shoulder. "When did you start having panic attacks?" "About 2 years ago..." I muttered. He nodded. "Uhm, where Vic?" "Him and Mike are at the store.. They don't know your here, and I think it's best Vic doesn't know about it for now... You Sam, he's really missed you." "He's the one who broke up with me" I protested. "Yeah, but it's because-" he got interrupted by Tony walking in the room. "Sam!" He screamed, he started to walk over to me, but stop when the front door opened.
"We're back!" I heard Mike shout. Tony bolted for the door and slammed it in their face. Jaime grabbed my arm and ran up the stairs. He was going so fast, and I tripped. I let out a little scream, but he pulled me back up. I heard the guys pry the door open, and just before I got into Jaime's room, I heard Vic call my name.
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this is my first ptv story. uhm, I hope you like it. I swear it will get better as it goes on, I'm just not the best at introductions. so yeah :)
