Country Music Jesus (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 1

Avalynn's POV:

I woke up this morning, going straight to my bathroom. Another day of feeling completely nocious. My mom thinks i'm pregnant, my dad thinks I just ate a bit of raw deer, and my brother thinks i'm on my period. Well, i'm a virgin, I don't eat my dad's hunted meet, and it isn't my time of the month. I've been a little of lately, and I really don't understand why. It's like I have a hundred jolts of electricity going through my brain, and that signals me to feel incredibly iffy. This has to be the third time i've thrown up in two days. It's like I throw up and then I feel fine. What is wrong with me?

I got into my shower, doing my hair and everything. I then got out and quickly blew it dry. I then applied minimum makeup which was Mascara and foundation. Yeah, that's minimum. I usually wear eye liner, lip gloss, eyeshadow and blush. I went into my room and grabbed my clothes which consisted of light jean high rise shorts, a stained glass patterned shirt, a beige hooded cardigan and my matching pouch. I put on a beige hippy band on my head and walked downstairs.

I slowly dragged myself down stairs, trying not to pass out. I still felt sick to my stomache, but I had to ignore it. I got to the kitchen, and sat down at the table. Brian poured me some juice with fresh chicken eggs and bacon. Brian leant down close so he was eye level with me. He pointed at my breakfast and smirked. "There goes Ms. Jessie." He winked, pointing at the bacon. My eyes widened and I swore I almost threw up all over him. They killed my favorite piggy!

I excused myself, sending him large daggers with my eyes. I made my way to the living room, and picked up Destiny. She chooed at me, trying to grab my face. I smirked at her, and she started screaming my name. Someone was hyper today. "Destiny, did you steal my chocolate?" I asked in my baby voice. She smiled and tried to brag out of my arms. I chuckled and set her down, heading outside.

I waited on the grass just letting the hot air blow passed me. I was currently expecting my best friend since diapers to show up. Her name is Sarah Moore, and she is just as country as I am. Her dad and my dad are both Country singers, and that's how we became so close. Her father is Kip Moore, and mine is Eric Church of course. When they first met, they were both single men. Then they both got married and had children. So Sarah and I have been together since birth.

Now, Sarah comes over every day in the morning until 2:50, and we are home schooled by my momma. Then we go out on the farm and work until 4. We do everything together, and we're literally tied to the hip. I watched as she pulled up in her dad's truck. They both got out and waved to me, as Sarah ran over. She gave me a sweet hug, and I smiled into her. Something about this hug, told me I needed to make it count.

"I missed you!" She smirked, pulling back. "You still sick?"

"Yeah. But i'm alive, so I must be fine." I chuckled. "Uncle Kip! You're not supposed to be here! Aren't you supposed to be in L.A right now?" I smiled.

"Nope. I just finished my music video for 'Somethin' bout' a truck' and I get to come home for a couple months." He cheered, pulling me in for a hug.

Sarah and I watched as him and my dad greeted. Aunty Cher got out of the truck and hugged my momma, and they all went to the farm to chat. Sarah and I have about two hours to do whatever until we have to do school work, so we did what we usually do, and that was go to the pond. We walked for about two minutes before reaching the set of swings that lay right beside the pond. I kicked the radio, and it immediately turned on. I climbed onto the swings and got onto the pole, pulling myself onto the top. Sarah giggled at me, and swung on the swing herself. All of a sudden, my dad's song "Jack Daniels" began to play.

"Yeah. I got a reputation goin' around, ain't never been the kind to back down." I sang. "I've thrown a punch or two and gave a few black eyes. But Jack Daniels kicked my ass again last night." I chuckled.