I woke up the next morning face-to-face with a sleeping Jaime. He was so adorable when he slept. I gently traced the tattoos on his arm until I heard his breathing change and his eyes opened. We smiled at each other like the stupid kids we were, just enjoying each other's company. Footsteps sounded at the door and Jaime pulled the blanket up so we were completely covered.

"Hey, Carter," Logan grinned, opening the door. She snapped a picture with the camera on her phone before I had the chance to turn away. "How was it?"

"How was what?" I asked innocently.

"You and Jaime's 'wild ride'," she gestured to the clothes strewn all about the room.

I blushed deeply and buried my face in Jaime's chest. "It was good."

"Well, you kept all the rest of us up, you know," she laughed and closed the door.

"Oh my God..." I blushed. Jaime's chest rumbled with laughter and I couldn't help but smile a bit. "They heard us Jaime!" He laughed even harder and I slapped him in the chest. "It's not funny!"

"Actually," he began, trying not to laugh. "The look on Vic's face is what is going to make this worthwhile."

"What look?" I laughed.

"Well, anytime anyone has sex on the bus, the next morning Vic makes this face. It's the same as the face he use to make when I stole his straightener," he chuckled.

"Is it like a dirty look and then we go on with our lives, or does he do it all day?"

"Depends," he shrugged. "If it wasn't too bad it'll be a dirty look over breakfast and then he'll get over it."

I giggled. "This should be fun."

I threw Jaime's t-shirt on me, which barely covered my ass, just long enough for me to grab some fresh clothes for the day. I put on a lace top, my skinniest skinny jeans, and the high-heeled sneakers I had gotten for my birthday. I figured I might as well look good since my period's supposed to start in the next few days. I sighed. Looking at my sex hair, I didn't really feel like straightening it, so I pulled it up in a sock bun and braided a piece of hair around it. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89324998)

As soon as I was satisfied with my appearance, I left the bathroom to find the guys eating cereal. They looked up at me with different expressions. Tony blushed looked away awkwardly. Mike wiggled his eyebrows and mouthed 'good job'. Vic, however, scowled at me so hard, his eyebrows looked like a caterpillar. I sat down next to Jaime and buried my face in his neck.

It was a very awkward breakfast. When it came time to leave, Vic pulled me into the back lounge for a word. He stood uncomfortably by the door.

"Sit down," I patted the seat beside me.

"No, thanks. You guys... on the sofa..." He rubbed his neck.

"So have you, Mike, and Tony. Now, sit down," I commanded and he sat.

"Look, Carter. I just... what are you guys going to do when Warped is over?" He asked me with sad eyes. "I see the way Jaime looks at you, and he's going to be crushed. I mean, you live in fucking England and we live in San Diego. It's going to be really hard. I don't think he can take much more heartbreak. You two need to figure something out."

I sighed and picked at the skin on my thumb. "I know, Vic. I just... I'm not sure if I'm ready to move in with Jaime. We've had a really rocky relationship and I'd have to leave Gavin and all of my friends back home. Not to mention my mum and dad..."

"I know it's hard, Car. But, you need to think of Jaime. Leaving him will crush him. He will literally be dead on the inside. I've seen him at his worst so many times. Every time you guys fight, he either gets wasted, or he sits in his bunk and balls his eyes out. He's my best friend, you are, too, but I can't let you do that to him," he searched my eyes for an answer I didn't have.

"Vic, I have a month. Please, just give me time to figure things out," I said, looking everywhere but his eyes.

"Fine," he tilted my head so I was looking straight into his eyes. "But you have three weeks to decide, Carter. You better fucking think hard."

I got up and walked out of the room without even a backwards glance. I just couldn't take it. I didn't need Vic telling me something I already knew and making me more nervous about it. I had a feeling that if I didn't move to San Diego, Vic was going to kill me.

"Hey, blondie," Jaime grinned. "Sure you wanna wear those around all day?"

"Yes, Leonardo," I smirked. "And if I get tired you can carry me."

"Leonardo?" He furrowed his brows.

I held up my phone where the lock screen was a picture of him dressed as Leonardo, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

"Oh, God..." He face palmed. "Okay. If you delete that picture and never bring it up again. I'll carry you around all you want and buy you all the chocolate and tampons a girl could need."

I laughed. "Fine. I'll delete that picture." I took out my phone where he could see it, then deleted the picture. They were all over the internet, so I could always redownload it later.

"Thank you," he kissed my forehead. I turned and kissed him on the corner of the mouth, purposefully avoiding his lips.

"So... 3OH!3 again?" He asked.

"I kind of want to see Chiodos, actually," I smiled.

"You got it, babe," he smiled and we walked through the venue. Although, I managed to stop and buy my body weight in merch. A tie-dye 3OH!3 shirt, Never Shout Never baseball tee & track shorts, an Aspire & Create shirt, PTV socks, a shirt that said "I <3 Craig Owens", a Crown the Empire shirt, and a few others. I also managed to pick up a free pair of Vans and some sunglasses from the Tilly's tent.

"Got enough stuff yet?" Jaime teased. "Or do you want me to buy you all the merch out of the Chiodos tent?"

I slapped him on the arm. "Oh, shut up! I like band merch. Didn't know it was a crime!"

"It's not a crime when it's PTV merch, but I'll have to burn everything else," he said, trying to keep a straight face. He failed, though, and cracked a smile.

We walked backstage to watch Chiodos and they were already a few songs into their set. Craig was seriously adorable on that stage. Like, the scary faces he makes when he screams are cute, too. But, he was cute in a brotherly way... Nope. That sounds weird. He's cute in a I-think-you're-cute-but-I-wouldn't-date-you kind of way.

"Hey, babe," Jaime turned to me.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I'm going to take all this shit back to the bus. I'll be back in time to walk you to our set. Okay?" He smiled, dimples showing.

"Sure," I smiled. He held my hand and walked away, dragging me with him. I laughed. "Jaime!"

He laughed. "Whoopsies!" He shrugged and started walking with my hand in his again, only letting go when we were too far away from each other to hold hands any longer.

Jaime was seriously the sweetest cutest guy ever! I have no idea how I'm going to tell him I'm leaving at the end of the summer...

I looked up to see Craig singing... er, screaming the last song of the set, There's No Penguins In Alaska. I smiled. He was bouncing around the stage, and he was now singing the last verse from his spot on top of the crowd. Good luck keeping that shirt...

He eventually made his way back to the stage and finished up the set. He walked off and gave me a big, sweaty hug.

"You're Carter, right?" He smiled.

"Y-yeah," I grinned. Craig Owens knows my name!

"You should be used to this by now. I mean, I'm no different than Jaime. We're all just dudes and dudettes here," he smiled.

"True. But, I'll still never get over the shock of meeting you and Nate from 3OH!3..."

"Well, whatever. I don't see how it's that shocking. The only difference between now and before I was famous is that I have a lot more sex," he winked.

I rolled my eyes. "Shocker..."

"What?"

"That you have more sex," I stated.

He laughed. "Well, I heard about you and Preciado last night."

I went red. "How did you hear that?!"

"My bus is right next to yours and we didn't close the windows..." he chuckled at my flustered expression.

"OH MY GOD!" I blushed even harder. Of all people!

"Hey, baby! I'm back!" Jaime bounded to me cheerfully.

"Jaime, let's go..." I mumbled. I started walking and he followed.

"See you later, Carter!" Craig laughed.

I turned and saluted him, then led Jaime back into the sea of people.

"What was that about?" He questioned.

"Apparently, Craig could hear us last night, too..." Jaime busted out laughing and I kept walking. I was trying really hard to put as much distance as possible between the place I had been humiliated at. Jaime caught up and we walked the rest of the way to the stage side-by-side.

Vic gave me the dirtiest of looks when I walked onstage to sing my part in Hold On Till May, but ended up cracking a smile. I smiled, too. Everything is finally going right for once.

We walked around a bit after their set. Eventually, my feet started to hurt really bad.

"Hime-Time! Will you please carry me?" I puppy dog-eyed him. He sighed and picked me up bridal-style. I grinned. He's so strong and I love being in his arms.

After we had socialized with the other bands for a few hours, we finally went back to the bus. Jaime lifted me into my bunk and handed me one of his Key Street shirts. I pulled off my clothes and he threw them into my bag for me.

"Goodnight, Car," he kissed my forehead and started to walk away.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "Where do you think you're going?"

He simply grinned at me, stripping out of his clothes, and climbing in my bunk with me. It was nice cuddling with him. His skin was warm and soft. He kissed me gently on the lips before I allowed my head to fall back onto the pillow and I was out like a light.

I'm gonna miss this.

Notes

Enough said.
Song Credit: There's No Penguins In Alaska - Chiodos