Story Of My Life (Book Three in the Peterick Mpreg Series)

Harlem (Emily's POV)

Well, after one long week, Pete, Patrick, Joe, Andy, Dallon, Brendon, Spencer, and I leave today to start the tour. I still can't fricken believe this is happening, but if Pete and Patrick asked me to come with them and sing, then I must have a good voice. I must be doing something right! Right?!

Anyway, I, being the procrastination queen, waited until last night to pack, so I'm lucky if I got at least three hours of sleep. Even when I was done packing, I was too busy freaking out and then texting my best friend, Courtney. I felt kind of bad that I was keeping her up all night, but she said it was nothing.

Pete and Patrick didn't know I waited until last to start packing, but honestly, it shouldn't be that surprising. I wait until the day or night before something is due at school and then do it, instead of doing it when it was assigned. Sure, I may lose a few hours of sleep, but hey, it's totally worth it.

As I heard my alarm go off, I groaned and slammed my hand on the snooze button- I'm also good for sleeping in as well. When it went off the second time and after both Pete and Patrick yelling for me at the bottom of the stairs, I decided that I should probably get up. I turned my alarm off again and then sat up in my bed. I rubbed my eyes and then stumbled out of bed and to the bathroom. After I was done in there, I went back into my room and grabbed the black and black and white zig-zagged pants Brendon and Dallon had gotten me for my birthday and then my new Fall Out Boy shirt Patrick and Pete got me. I skipped back into the bathroom and quickly got dressed. After that, I quickly did my makeup and my hair, which consisted of simply straightening it and then putting my beanie on. That was almost always my typical look, and frankly, I think I looked pretty damn good in it!

I cleaned up the bathroom and quickly grabbed a few more bathroom necessities and packed them in my suitcase. Once I knew I had everything, I grabbed my suitcase, almost falling from how heavy it was, and then made my way to the stairs. Oh joy.

"Ugh," I groaned. "Dad!"

"Yes dear?" Pete and Patrick both asked.

"Oops," I said as I chuckled. "Ok, which one of you is stronger?"

"Have fun, Pete," Patrick said as he chuckled and walked away.

"I thought so," I said.

"You need help getting that down the stairs, don't you?" Pete asked.

"Maybeeee," I said.

"I got it," he said as he laughed and walked up the stairs.

"Thanks," I said.

I stayed behind Pete while he lifted my suitcase, groaning in response to its heaviness. I had to laugh at him, which made him chuckled as well. After a good few minutes though, Pete finally had the suitcase down the stairs and our into the vehicle.

"What in the hell did you pack?!" Pete asked as he stumbled back through the door.

"Clothes, accessories, chargers, laptop, things of that nature," I said.

"Any chance you brought a few anchors? Or weights?" he asked.

"Excuse moi!" I said. "Sorry for being a girl."

"Patrick, we have a problem," Pete said. "Our daughter is speaking in tongues now."

"Oh calm down," Patrick said as he laughed and hit Pete's shoulder.

"Daddy!" Jaimee shouted as she ran down the stairs and into both Pete and Patrick's arms, scaring all of us.

"Well, look who's awake and ready!" Pete said.

"Are you ready to go hang with Mikayla and Sarah?" Patrick asked.

"Yeah!" Jaimee said.

"You know we're going to be gone for a while, right?" I asked her.

"I know, daddy and daddy talked to me about it last night. They promised to call me just about everyday," she said.

I smiled and then grabbed her and spun her around. I was glad I had a good relationship with my sister. I really don't think I could have a better one, to be honest. She's one of a kind. I know Pete and Patrick are happy that her and get along as well.

"Well, fallout!" Pete yelled.

"Boy!" I shouted.

"And you guys are my family?" Patrick said. "Oh god."

"You know you love me," Pete and I both said as we ran up to Patrick and have him a big hug.

"Well, duh!" Patrick said.

"Ok seriously though, we have to go," Pete said.

"Lets do this!" I said.