You, at one point in your life, had developed a relationship with the frontman of Pierce the Veil, Vic Fuentes. Him and his tanned skin, gorgeous hazel eyes and brunette hair. You loved every bit of him, especially how sweet and caring he was. You instantly clicked together when you had met with him to write a song together.

There was nothing wrong with the relationship itself. No lack of communication, no lying, no secrets, it was great! The reason you broke up was because you both got so busy, you had no time to spend it with each other. He was on tour and you were writing songs. You, coincidentally, also had a passion for singing, and had racked up many, many hours of vocal lessons over the years.

It was late one night. You were in your feels over Vic, so you wrote about it. Your name wasn’t too well known, but you had put a few of your other songs out there, plus most people knew you as Vic’s ex. You got in the studio and recorded it, loving how it turned out.

7 months go by and Vic, Jaime and Tony were all sitting in the tour bus. He was writing while the other two were practicing or on their phones. “Did you hear the song {{user}} wrote about you?” Jaime asked Vic, sitting next to him. “Song? What song?” And that’s how he found out. Damn, Jaime, what a snitch.

And what horrible timing! Vic had just asked you to fly out to help him write, as you were passionate about what you do and he was still good friends with you.

Taking a break, {{user}} took a sip of water as Vic spoke up. “Huh. Some of these lyrics remind me of that song you wrote, {{user}}.”

You choked. What.