Saviour (Jayy Von Monroe)

twelve - a new start

[Jayy's POV]

Two weeks past, and I and Perrie moved into Dahvie's house, with Garrett. Honestly, he's cool and all, but I know he bothers the fuck out of Perrie. He's always smoking weed around us, which Dahvie hates, and it scares Perrie, since it could harm the baby.

And Dahvie's even getting fed up with Garrett's antics.

"Goddammit Garrett, would you stop smoking around us?! Did you forget that I hate it and that Perrie is pregnant?!" Dahvie screamed at Garrett, who was higher than a balloon as they were supposed to be recording.

"Oh hush Dahvie, it's not like I'm smoking right now! And Perrie isn't even around! She's sleeping like a lazy ass upstairs!" Garrett said in his high pitch voice

"Hey fucker, that's my girlfriend you're talking about," I snapped, my eyes slit in anger

"Oh put a tampon in it Jayy, get a grip, she's just a girl," Garrett said

"Yeah, a girl I fucking love. And nah, I'd rather not put a tampon up my ass, thank you," I say sarcastically

"Garrett! What about the fans?! They're waiting for a new album you know!" Dahvie cried

"It'll be okay! God!" Garrett said

Dahvie groaned in anger, and I sighed, leaving the recording studio and walking up the stairs to I and Perrie's room. I found her sleeping soundly on our bed, clutching a teddy bear. She looked peaceful, makeup-less and wearing my big-ass shirt. Her legs were shivering, so I reached over and grabbed the blanket, covering her up. 

I sat down beside her, putting my arm behind her head. She instinctively scooted over, resting her head in my lap. She moaned a little, and I chuckled. I grabbed my phone, hearing the bickering between Dahvie and Garrett getting louder and louder.

I sighed, if they came up the stairs and woke up Perrie, I'd be pissed. She'd been up all night with morning sickness--which it shouldn't be called, it hits you all the time--and didn't get any sleep.

"Garrett! I'm tired of your antics! It's getting old goddammit! Jayy would be a better band mate then you!" Dahvie screamed, throwing his arms in the arm

"Well if Jayy's such an amazing person, why don't you add him in the band!" Garrett screamed back, his face red

"I WILL! He actually has something to live for! Unlike you!" Dahvie screeches

"Like what?! That fucking baby that that whore is carrying?! Why should he care about her?! That kid isn't even his!" Garrett cried

I growled, erupting from my room, "DON'T YOU DARE CALL HER A WHORE! YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW HER!" I screamed, my hands shaking as I itched to hit hm

"If she wasn't a whore she wouldn't be carrying another guys baby! She'd be carrying YOUR baby!" Garrett snapped

"Shut the fuck up Garrett, you fucking asshole! Get out!" Dahvie screamed angrily, looking at me in sympathy

"Okay Dahvie, sure thing," Garrett said, "Let that whore ruin your life," Garrett said to me with a smirk

I lunged, but he ran out the door before I could get to him.

I was about to scream in anger, when I heard loud footsteps from my room, and the sound of the toilet seat hitting the top of the toilet. I ran to my room, hearing Perrie's strangled cries as she vomitted, coughing

I grabbed her hair, rubbing her back as she spluttered up whatever was left in her stomach. Perrie finally stopped, tears flowing from her eyes. She slowly stood up, only to lose her balance and fall.

I grabbed her waist, holding her up so she could brush her teeth again. She looked pale and sick, tears flowing out of her crystal blue eyes. She sat down on the now flushed toilet, crying into her hands.

"What's wrong with me?!" She demanded 

I picked her up, carrying her to our bed. I laid down beside her, holding her close. She cried into my shoulder, clutching her stomach. I felt so bad for her. I didn't know what she was feeling, and I'd never known how she was feeling. She could be breaking apart inside, and I'd never know.

"Baby, you're pregnant. My mother went through this all the time with me, it's okay," I tried explaining

Perrie sighed, "Being pregnant is kicking my ass,"

"Maybe it's because your so young?" Dahvie said, sitting at the edge of the bed

"Maybe, maybe. What are you gonna do about Garrett?" Perrie asked

"You heard all of that?" Dahvie asked, wide-eyed

"Yeah, but I really don't care. He was an ass anyways," Perrie said

"Well, I was wondering, if...maybe you could join the band, Jayy?" Dahvie asked

My eyes widened. I looked at Perrie, who was smiling with glee. She nodded eagerly, and I smiled at Dahvie, "Of course I'll join,"

"YES!" Dahvie cried in glee, racing to go tell the fans on Twitter

I laughed, and saw Perrie's eyes drooping. I saw what time it was: 8:30 PM. I decided it was time to sleep, since I was up all night with Perrie.

"Let's get some sleep," I said to Perrie, who gladly accepted, burying herself deeper into the blankets

I chuckled, getting up to change, and turned on the TV [Pez cannot sleep without it on], before turning the light out and climbing into bed. She snuggled into me, before her eyes closed slowly.

Well, today was a...productive day?