Forever Young

It felt nice to be home, even if it was just for a week. Well, for Jack it was. We both finally agreed that me staying home would be better rather than going over seas with them. I was feeling a lot less stressed out over everything now that Asshat Alan wasn't around and I just turned off my twitter notifications. Life was significantly better here, but I knew I would be sad to see Jack leave.

Right now, we were cuddling and watching a movie in the middle of the day, being lazy since tour was always so busy and constant go go go. We were talking at the moment, discussing everything about how to stay I touch and more baby stuff.

“You better be ready to skype and horrible hours of the night.” Jack teased, nuzzling my hair.
“Oh, just for you.” I rolled my eyes, “Why don't you stay up and wait for us to call you?”
“Us?”
“I am carrying another human in me.” I laughed, and Jack chuckled, moving his hand over my slightly bigger belly.
“Hmm, he needs a name.” Jack mumbled, and I snickered.
“And what if it's a she?”
“Can we find out?”
“Next appointment I should b able to, yeah.”
“I can;t wait to know...but I'll be gone.” He frowned. “I wanna be there.”
“I know,” I leaned up to kiss him. “But hey, this is our life. Band life.”
“It sucks sometimes.”
“Oh well, I'll be sure to tell you immediately.” I smiled. “So...about those names.”
“Hmm, well. Let's start with girl's since you keep mentioning how it might be that.”
“Alright.”

We both were quiet for a moment, thinking. I asked if what kind of names we wanted. Jack said nothing too generic but nothing ridiculous. He suggested getting out one of our labtops, which I did, and we searched through finding some but not many we liked. I started to think of names that would really be great, unique, and we'd agree on.

“Hey, what about this?” I asked, pointing at a name. “Melody.”
“Ohhhh, I like that.” Jack smiled, looking. “It has to do with music.”
“No shit,” I laughed then teased, “Wanna make her middle name Raven because of football?”
“I think it should be Marie. Like you.” He said, completely serious and sweetly.
“Really?”
“Of course.”
“Soo, Melody Marie? Adorable.” I smiled, thinking of a little girl with Jack's eyes.
“Indeed. Now... boys!”

I laughed and switched over to those. It took a bit longer cause Jack and I could not agree on a name. I wanted to name him Bassam, cause come on. Jack's middle name is awesome, but Jack insisted he didn't want it named after him in away. And apparently, the middle name has to be Alexander because of some promise. (Which is why Jack can't have it named after him.) I was still mad at Alex and pouted but agreed. Eventually we settled for James Alexander.

We both started talking about what we thought our kid would be like with our genes. We argued who's eyes, hair, and face shape they would have. We made up silly stories if what kind of trouble they'll get into and how the band will be like their extended family. Soon it was just gibberish and impossible things before we fell asleep on the couch.

The next morning, I was the first awake but very pinned between Jack and Bailey. I managed to shove her off and untangle myself from Jack, yawning and heading off to the bathroom. Swiping my phone off the table, I decided to see what kind of bull was going on now, only too find something that made my day just immediately great.

The first thing I saw on my feed was what looked like about a million tweets from Alex, the first I saw, which would be the last he said, merely only directing it at Alan. I went through everything finding that Alan was still trying to spew crap about me and Jack's baby on the way. I've gotten better at ignoring it, especially when more and more fans tried telling him off. But, as I look now, all I can see is Alex ranting about how Alan needs to back off seeing as he didn't even know me.

All together, the tweets said:

“You know, at first. I honestly thought that maybe, just maybe, you had been on to something. I can see now, that I was horribly wrong to ever think that you, Alan, could have any idea on what one of my best friends was planning. Ember is a wonderful, lovely and sweet girl. Do you even know her at all? Do you have any idea what she has done to KEEP this band together?? Of course you don't. You are just a pathetic child who needs to learn to grow up. You may have had the privilege to be part of a band, but keep this up, and you will never know how to be a family with them. You should really treat other bands, their crew, and their families with respect. This is a business not just about music, but relationships between everyone. You piss bands off, they'll never tour with you. You'll get a bad rep and more will want nothing to do with you. So, if you could please leave my best friend and sister alone before I fucking murder you and make damn well sure your band will NEVER tour with either us, or other friends of her. Thank you and good fucking day.”

I leaned against the bathroom counter, feeling emotion well up inside me, being more intense thanks to my hormones. Of course, I ended up crying, smiling like a fool. I must have woke Jack up since I heard quick footsteps and a worried Jack rushed into view looking at me.

“What's wrong?” He saw my phone in my hand, a small frown appeared. “Who said something now?”
“It's alright, I'm alright.” I sniffed looking up. “I'm just, really happy right now.”
“Oh...why?” Jack asked.
“Here, just read up.” I handed him my phone.

Jack read trough everything, a small smile forming on his lips and he pulled me to him, kissing the top of his head.

“Well, I'm guessing you forgave him then?”
“Yeah, I'll give him a call.” I mumbled. Looking up, I put on a fake pout. “We should all hang out sometime before you guys leave me here all by myself.
Alright.” Jack smiled, leaning down to kiss me.

Notes

Yay Alex.