~*POV Vic*~

I was already in the parking lot by the time I realized Tony had my keys. Fuck. It's only about a fifteen minute drive to the apartment complex, but that could take hours to walk... So instead of walking back to Mike's room to get my keys, I hailed a cab. I don't want to go back up there, I want to keep going, before I chicken out...

I'm just so scared that I messed up way too much to fix it. But I still have to try, I have to tell him that I love him. And I know exactly how I'm going to do it. You see, one of my friends from my one year of college is the frontman of a band that focuses heavily on romance and heartbreak for their lyrics. So, I'm going to play one of those songs for him.

The cab ride to the apartment complex was silent. I was lost in thought, first of all, is this even a good idea? I mean, Tony's right, I can't just settle for the first girl that falls in love with me to please my parents... But what if I find a girl that I fall in love with? I know that I'll hurt for a long time after Jaime, but who's to say that I won't fall in love again? Ugh, what am I thinking? I have a slim chance of getting my current love back, and I'm thinking about a future love?

But, when I close my eyes and think about a future for myself, I see Jaime and myself, older, but still happy together. I see us settling down, after years of touring the world as Pierce the Veil of course (this is my daydream, don't judge me,) I see us buying a house together, reminiscing about the old times in the band. I see us spending a lot of time with Tony and Mike, who are just as happy as we are... I see us in love. This is what I have to fight for, this is why I can't give up yet... For a chance at a pipeline dream.

When I reached the apartment, I wasn't nervous anymore... Ok, that's a lie, I'm still nervous, just not for the same reason. I'm not nervous that I'm making the wrong decision, I'm nervous, no scared, no terrified of failure, of rejection. What if he doesn't love me back and it scares him away? What if he won't accept my apology?

I throw some money at the cab driver, not really caring how much I owed him or if what I gave him covered it or not, and got out of the car. I walked quickly up to our apartment, hoping that he listened to Tony and hadn't left. The door was unlocked, that was a good sign... But the apartment was quiet and seemingly empty. I cursed to myself as I walked back to his bedroom. I opened the door slowly, trying to be quiet incase he was still asleep.

What I saw was an adorable sleeping Jaime, he was cuddled up to a pillow in the most adorable way possible. I smiled to myself and watched him sleep, I imagined being that pillow, cuddling up to him, having his strong arms wrapped around me. Damn, I didn't even notice how hard I fell for him until we fought...

I sighed lightly and walked to my room, retrieved my guitar and went back to my sleeping beauty. I smiled at him one more time before starting my song, hoping that he'd wake up;

California, please be still tonight
Don't disturb this love of mine
Look how he's so serene
You've gotta help me out

I saw him stir a bit, before his face softened. I couldn't tell if he could hear me, but if he can, then I know I did something right.

And count the stars to form in lines
And find the words we'll sing in time
I want to keep him dreaming
It's my one wish, I won't forget this

I'm outdated, overrated
Morning seems so far way

So I'll sing a melody
And hope to God he's listening
Sleeping softly while I sing
And I'll be your memories
Your lullaby for all the times
Hoping that my voice could get it right

~*POV Jaime*~

I kept my eyes closed as sang. It didn't take a genius to realize what was going on; this was his way of apologizing. I'm not sure if I'm going to take it yet, but there's something about his voice that makes me fall deeper in love with him everytime he sings. I just hope this isn't a dream...

If luck is on my side tonight
My clumsy tongue will make it right
And wrists that touch
It isn't much, but it's enough
To form imaginary lines
Forget your scars, we'll forget mine
The hours change so fast
Oh God, please make this last

'Cause I'm outdated, overrated
Morning seems so far way

So I'll sing a melody
And hope to God he's listening
Sleeping softly while I sing
And I'll be your memories
Your lullaby for all the times
Hoping that my voice could get it right
Could get it right

You could crush me
Please don't crush me
'Cause baby I'm a dreamer for sure
And I won't let you down
I swear this time I mean it

And I'll sing a melody
And hope to God he's listening
Sleeping softly while I sing
And I'll be your memories
Your lullaby for all the times
Hoping that my voice could get it right

Vic, you got it right, but do you mean it? You seemed so caught up in what your parents think just a few hours ago, what changed? I opened my eyes slowly to see him standing next to my bed, his head was hanging over his guitar, so he didn't see me yet. He looked like he was shaking, I wonder why... Could he be crying?

"Jaime," he whispered, his voice cracking, "I don't know if you're awake or not, but if you are, please hear me out. I apologize for being an asshole. I know you're upset because you think I didn't value our relationship. But god Hime, I do, more than you'll ever know. I realized today, when I was faced with the prospect of losing you, that I was taking you for granted. Which I never should've done, I just care about you so much, I don't want to lose you. I want to be with you for a very long time and I don't care who knows it. If it takes standing on top of a mountain screaming 'I love Jaime Preciado' I'd do it, because it's true... I love you."

Wow, how do I even respond to that? I felt myself tearing up as his words sunk in, he does love me... But does he mean what he said about not caring who knows? Would he tell the rest of his family about us? I guess there's only one way to find out...

"Vic," I said, quietly, wiping the few stray tears from my face, "Do you really mean it? Would you really tell your parents about us?"

His head snapped up when I started talking. I could tell that he had indeed been crying and I instantly felt guilty. His expression softened when he saw me looking at him.

"Yeah Hime," he responded, "I realized that in the end it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks as long as I'm happy and the person I love is happy... And that's you..."

I stood up out of bed and throw my arms around him. He responded by wrapping his arms around my neck and burying his face in my chest.

"I love you too Vic, so much," I whispered.

If it was possible, he held me tighter, "I never want to lose you again."

"And you won't," I responded.

I unwrapped my arms from around him and lifted his face out of my chest. I looked into his deep brown eyes before smashing my lips into his.

Notes

Vic's inner war with himself. I don't know where that came from, but damn, I like it!

My original plan was to end this chapter after Vic's confession, but I just kept writing because I really, really like this chapter... This is really awkward but I have to ask; do you guys want smut next chapter? I really don't like writing it, but I feel like everyone would be so sexually frustrated by now...

Title Cred: Mayday Parade