That was 7 years ago. 7 long years and I haven't seen Tony since. That "promise" he made, yeah that never happened. I'm not even surprised, we were only teenagers so why did I get my hopes up and except that he would keep his promise? All I know about Tony now is, is that he's in pretty successful band. I don't know much about this band that he's in but I've listen to their music a couple of times and to be honest they're really good, Pierce the Bride, no- oh yeah Pierce The Veil, that's what they're called. I'm still holding a grudge over Tony for never coming to get me and freeing me from my hell. Tony knew about my family and how much I wanted to escape them but I had to put up with them for another couple of years until I was finally old enough to move out and live by myself. I haven't spoken to my family since I moved out of their house and I don't plan to either, I never want to see or hear from them again. When Tony left, we called and texted for a while until Tony was always busy and couldn't, in the end I gave up with trying because it just didn't feel like he wanted to talk to me anymore and I guess I was right because he never called after that. I'm not going to lie, I check his twitter every so often to see what he was up to but I never really take notice of his band mates, I'm not really interested in them, only Tony.

I'm 25 years old now, living with my roommate Alan and living back in San Diego. My roommate Alan is also in a band called Of Mice & Men, I tour with them a couple of times so I'm not really living at our house very often. I used to live in New York for a while because I needed a new start but as much as I hated San Diego for the memories it held, it was my home and I missed it too much.

Since I'm not a home very much when I tour with Alan, I don't have a serious job. I work as a waitress in a little café down my street, it's simple and my boss doesn't mind me leaving for months on end and coming back again, we're good friends.

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Mondays. Mondays are the worst days to exist. It means that I have to get up for work and I never want to leave my bed. Why can't weekends last forever? I'm sure that would make everyone, just like me very happy. It's like God made Mondays just to piss everyone off and he succeeded. The struggle of getting out of my comfortable bed on a Monday morning is real. When the clock hits exactly 7:00am that's when my awfully loud alarm goes off and that makes me want to get swallowed up by my bed and never leave.

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"Beep beep beep bee-" I cut off my alarm by slamming my hand down with great force, another second of that noise would drive anyone insane. Groaning, I slowly sit up and rub my tired eyes to wake up a bit, but to be blinded by the harsh bright sunlight peering through the curtains of my bedroom window. I sighed and eventually get up off and out of my bed to my despise.

I walk into my ensuite bathroom, pick up a towel from my cupboard and turn the shower on, a shower should do the trick. Once the water temperature is nice and warm, I strip down out of my spotty pyjamas and step into the warm shower. I let the hot water hit my face and run down my body, instantly waking me up. I turn round and let the water soak my long hair. Once it's fully soaked I grab the bottle of shampoo and massage the liquid into my scalp, the bubbles go everywhere but I shield my face so the bubbles don't get into my eyes, past experiences of shampoo in my eyes was not fun. I wash all of that out of my hair and rub the conditioner into my hair after. I then wash my body with my lemon fragranced shower gel as I leave the conditioner in my hair for awhile. Once I'm all clean and smell fresh, I wash the conditioner out of my hair. I turn off the water, wrap a towel round my body and my hair then exited the bathroom. As I opened the bathroom door a tiny cold breeze hits my body making me shiver slightly.

I walked over to my wooden wardrobe and picked out an outfit for my busy day ahead, I decided to wear a pair of acid wash skinny jeans and a Blink 182 top, I know very typical but I like blink okay? I dried my body, slipped my underwear on and then my clothes. I walked over to my dressing table and began to dry and straighten my long brown hair. Once that was all done I put on my usual makeup which was mascara, a little bit of black eyeliner and foundation. Happy with my appearance, I left my bedroom and descended downstairs.
I walked into the kitchen and saw Alan, cooking breakfast.

"Morning Alan!" I said. He turned around and flashed me a small smile.

"Morning Liv, you hungry?" He asked.

"Very." I answered with a head shake. I hadn't eaten much yesterday so my tummy was in need of some good food, "what are you cooking?" I asked. I sat down at the little island we have in the middle of our kitchen.

"Pancakes!" He smiled happily. My tummy rumbled at the sound of the mouthwatering word.

"Ooh, I love me some pancakes!" I said hungrily. Alan knows that pancakes are my favourite food ever.

"I know, that's why I'm making them silly!" He said. Once he's finished cooking, he's places 2 pancakes on each plate and places one in front of me. They look so delicious. I immediately start attacking it, I don't care, Alan's seen worse.

"I'm so hungry!" I say with a mouthful of pancakes. He chucked at me with a slight head shake.

"I can see that." He laughs. I shrug my shoulders and carry on eating. He's quiet after that and just looks at me.

"What?" I asked.

"So, tour starts next week.." He announced to me. I look up to meet his eyes and sigh.

"I know Alan." I said as I finished off my last pancake.

"Why can't you come with me?" He starts to whine. I sigh heavily.

"I need to work Alan." I explained and he nodded sadly in understanding. He hates leaving me behind because we have such great fun on tour together with the other 4 guys but I couldn't just live off Alan's money, I needed to work too.
If I'm honest, I do hate living in this big house by myself, it gets quiet and lonely but I'm used to it now. I don't always go on tour with the guys, such as this time because I still need to work, I don't play music for a living like Alan does. I told him that the next time he goes on tour that I wouldn't go with him, I guess it's this time.

Me and Alan have been bestfriends since college. I was the nerdy girl who was a goody two shoes that only cared about her work and Alan was the typical guy that didn't give a shit about anything. We didn't know each other till we bumped into each other at a college party, I never really liked to party back then but that party was an exception, my friend dragged me to it. I sat in the corner most of the night because I didn't want to drink and surprisingly Alan came over to me and started conversation with me, I was shocked but since then me and him have been bestfriends, practically joint at the hip.

"I leave next Tuesday so we can spend the whole week together before I leave!" He smiled, "oh and maybe while I'm gone, you can try and find a man to keep yourself occupied with this time." He teased which caused me to slap him. I always complain about being single but never do anything about it, I guess I'm just waiting for someone to swoop me off my feet like they do it fairy tales, but nothings like a fairy tale in reality, I need to realise that.

"I don't need a man, I'm perfectly fine by myself." I said back. He just rolled his eyes at me.

"Whatever you say, you won't be saying that when you're complaining that you're single again." He chuckled and I just shook my head at him. I then stood up and got ready for work. I worked at a nearby café as a waitress, it was just a nice, simple job and I enjoyed it, all the customers were lovely which was a bonus.

"Okay, I'll see you later?" I asked. I didn't know if he was going to go out with the guys or not tonight.

"Yeah, I'm cooking dinner tonight!" He grinned and that make me smile.

"Okay but it has to involve spaghetti!" I said while pointing a finger at him.

"Of course." He laughed. I nodded with a smile then left for work. It was only down my road so I walked there everyday. About 10 minutes later I arrived at work and it wasn't too busy. A few regular early customers were there already and I waved at them as I walked past.

"Hello Mrs Peters." I smiled as I walked past the regular older woman that sits in the shop every morning. She lost her
husband a few years back and gets lonely in her house by herself so she's goes to the cafe every morning to keep herself occupied.

"Hello dear." She smiled back. I walked over to the counter and stood at the till.

"Hey shorty!" My friend and coworker Greg said to me. He calls me shorty because I'm 5ft2 and he's 6ft1, yeah I'm not tall at all.

"Oi, I may be short but I can beat your ass!" I warned which made him laugh and hold his hands in surrender.

"I know that." He laughed. I may have been in a few fight in my time, some girls and even a few boys. Let's just say if you make me mad you'll regret it. I laughed back and then the bell rang which signalled that someone had walked through the door. I looked up and my jaw dropped. It was a guy who, to put it bluntly, was hot as fuck. He had short spiky black hair, quite tanned and had a strong body build, he wasn't too skinny but wasn't fat either, just how I liked it. He walked up to the counter and smiled, oh dear mother of god, he has dimples. I mentally slapped myself, get yourself together girl.

"Hello, what can I get you?" I asked as politely as I could with a warm smile.

"Hi, can I just get a coffee please?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"Of course, that'll be $2.30 please." I said. He fumbled around and picked out his wallet. He opened it up and pulled out a 5 dollar bill. He handed it to me and I took it with a smile. I got him his change and made his coffee, then I handed it over to him.

"Here you go sir." I said with a smile.

"Sir hey." He smirked then laughed when I blushed slightly. I didn't reply, I just laughed nervously. He then grabbed his coffee but left a piece of paper on the counter. He walked out and I pick up the paper which had writing on it.

"I'm Jaime, call me sometime;)"

Then he had wrote down his number underneath it, I tried to hold in my excitement but I small squeal escaped my lips which made everyone look at me. I cleared my throat awkwardly and composed myself again.

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