Two Months Later...

"We still haven't picked colours. What about gold and red?" Lindsay suggested.

"Yeah, because I'm from Gryffindor House." I rolled my eyes and placed a careful hand on the tiny bump that has started to form on my stomach. Lindsay, Bree, and Ellie, a wonderful girl I met at RTX when it came by, was sitting around me, talking about the colours for Gavin and mine's wedding. It's been two months since his proposal and yet we still didn't have a date. He's been really busy with a Slow Mo Guys marathon back in England, which is where he is now. Apparently he's been rewarded an achievement for his channel and I couldn't be any happier. My hormones from the pregnancy was catching up to me and I felt a tear escape my eyes.

"Jay, what's wrong?" Ellie asked. She was a lovely girl with wavy brown locks that flowed past her small shoulders, her blue eyes were a copy of the ocean and her nose was dotted with tiny freckles. It was an exciting moment when I met her.

FLASHBACK TO RTX

I was signing my last autograph for the day and I was sweaty and tired from the long hours of the convention. I knew the pregnancy was taking its toll on me, making Gavin anxious about my health.

"Here you go." I told the young girl with flame red hair and warm brown eyes.

"Thank you!" She squealed and rushed away to a tall, lean boy with sandy blond hair and a heart melting smile as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, leading her away from the signing stand.

"You did great, love." Gavin kissed my forehead and nonchalantly placed a gentle hand to my stomach.

"Gavin! I don't want Burnie to see." I whispered to him as my eyes darted to our boss that was a few feet away.

"This is getting ridiculous." He sighed, but moved away.

"I'm sorry," I bit my lip. "I'm going to go to the restroom for a second." With that I headed down the long room to where the restroom sat.

After I did my business, I washed my hands thoroughly, catching a shape behind me. A girl around my age was nervously biting her lip and her bright blue eyes were shining with pure excitement.

"Hi." I smiled and went to dry my hands with the brown paper towels.

"H-hi," her soft voice rang with a fervid happy tone and I placed my full attention on her. I could tell she was a fan from her creeper beanie on top of her brown waves and the "Mogar" shirt she wore. A Minecraft diamond necklace was around her little neck, showing her support for Michael and the beanie for Gavin. "I'm a huge fan." Her accented voice drifted through her full lips.

"I can tell," I giggled and her cheeks blushed furiously. I moved towards her and placed two hands on her shoulders to push her out with me to the outside. "Would you like an autograph or do you just wanna talk?" I asked. Her lips pulled into a huge grin as she requested both.

A few minutes later we were sat at one of the food court's tables, eating our food as we made small chat. I found out her name was Ellie and she flew all the way out here from London. She just graduated college and when she got her degree for Game Art Design, she immediately travelled to Roosterteeth's birth place. She was in a new relationship that happened only a month ago and she already admits she's in love. Apparently he's sweet, charismatic and is also a complication at times. Sometimes he drinks too much or runs his mouth at her, causing them to fight more than a divorced couple. She says no matter how much hate filled words exit his mouth, she's always reminded of the wonderful man behind all of that.

She reminds me of when I was still with Will--how we would both constantly fight about his alcohol abuse and when he would hit me. I would always remember the sweet guy he's always been, but when his fist laid down to my head, those memories were erased. Ellie assures me he doesn't commit to physical violence and I'm glad because she was such a lovely girl that I would feel tragic if she was harmed.

She said they met in a little restaurant in downtown London, him as a server. She was on a blind date when she spotted him and the obnoxious guy in front her was a cloudy memory when she laid eyes upon his blue ones. She said she was in love from the moment he took her order to the time he slipped his number into the cheque booklet when he gave it to her.

I'm happy for her.

"I can't believe I'm having lunch with you!" She giggled nervously for the fourth time and I sipped my water, a smile on my lips.

"I'm nothing special." I shrugged.

"Nothing special?" She scoffed. "You are my favourite Achievement Hunter! You're beautiful, charming, funny, sassy. It makes the videos better." I almost choked on my bite of sandwich as she spoke those words.

"Well, thank you." I said. My cheeks were flushed with a rosy colour, I knew. She was so sweet and adorable that I wanted her to become my friend. "Hey, I have to go and help pack everything up, but...do you wanna hang out later?" I asked and I swear she almost fell out of her seat.

END

"Yeah, I'm fine." I smiled to her and quickly wiped away the fallen tear. The remainder of the afternoon was filled with wedding planning and laughing as the girls drank their beers and me my water or tea.

When all three left, I called Gavin immediately. He answered on the third ring, his breath shaky and sounding like her was in a hurry or something.

"You okay?" I chuckled and moved off the couch and turning off our new telly. As I walked past the second room to my right, I sighed out and looked inside. It was barren except for a queen sized bed for any sleeping guests over, but that would have to go once we found out the gender of the little one inside me.

"Yeah, yeah. You just caught me at the wrong moment." He sighed and I could almost see him running his fingers through his tousled hair.

"What were you doing? Jacking off?" I laughed and went to the bathroom to turn on the tap in the bath, the water spraying out and filling the large tub.

"No, just running errands," He huffed and I began to peel off my skinny jeans. I placed my mobile on the bathroom counter so I could remove my--Gavin's--tshirt and dropping it to the floor. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm about to take a warm bath." I unclasped my bra and took off my underwear before grabbing the phone and sliding into the warm water. I knew you weren't supposed to take a long bath while pregnant, thanks to the books I've been crazily reading.

"Really?" His voice came out huskier and I had to refrain from laughing too hard. What a guy.

"Mhm." I said shortly and laid my head back, running a dripping hand through my dry pink hair, closing my eyes and letting the steam envelope my face.

"God I want to be there." He said.

"It's okay. I have Fabio remember?" I giggled. "Can you scrub my back for me, my strong Italian man?" I pretended to call out.

"I think I'll hang up." He teased playfully and I couldn't help but splash my hand in the water from laughing too hard.

"Oh, you sensitive prick. I'm messing with you."

"What, about Fabio or taking a bath?"

"Fabio, obviously. The bath though...very real. It's so warm against my bare skin and the way the water feels on my legs and chest does wonders." Oh, how I've missed making him sexually uncomfortable. I heard his sharp intake if breath and I knew he was turned on.

"Are we going to have phone sex?" He asked and I felt my smile become bigger.

"Nah, I'm okay. You're busy, I don't wanna distract you." I grabbed the soap and began to wash myself.

"Oh, I'm fine with that."

"I know." I rolled my eyes.

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(Ray's POV)

Two months without any problems. No fighting, drinking, crying Bree at all and the miscarriage seems like a blurred memory in the back of my mind. Of course it will always be there because it was a scarring event. Bree has been more...encouraging lately. She's even tried to seduce me while at work and it's becoming a problem. Sure, it's an every guys' dream to be reckless with a girl and commit dirty things in sacred places with the girl they love, but the way Bree is putting up with it is making me back up and push her away a bit.

She'll start with a kiss on the cheek, then a light touch on the back, her front teeth will tug at her bottom lip while her golden brown eyes travelled up and down my body. Don't get me wrong, it's a major turn on, but I like to take things slow. We've been dating a few months now and each time I can feel her slipping. The miscarriage was almost the end of things, but we seemed to have been able to hold on--I'm glad. Now that I've started to ease myself away from her intimating sexual needs, she's taken things into her own hands.

I love her, but she's becoming a little more confident and wild. Just the other day she went to a club...by herself. She came home, not drunk, but her eyes were swimming with something unknown and her short, red dress was sexy as hell, ruffled here and there. I didn't even know she went out or was by herself. I wondered if she had been with someone else, if there is another guy. That was the only argument during the past two months, but besides that, it's been quiet.

I'm editing a new video for my channel at home when Bree strolled in. Her dark hair was curled into tight ringlets that bounced with each footfall, her body was covered in a light, blue lace dress that cinched her waist. Gorgeous, but what caught my eyes was the guy next to her.

"Hey, love," She smiled and went to the kitchen, grabbing a cup from the pantry and filling it with tap water.

"Hi...who's this?" I asked, nodding to the young man. His build was lean and tan, making me a little self conscious, and his dark hazel eyes followed my girlfriend's every move. My little temper was flaming in the pit of my stomach.

"Him?" She pointed to him and I nodded. "Oh, this is Brad. I met him at the coffee shop this morning when I went. He's an art major, just like me! Isn't that awesome?"she giggled, not just a regular light chuckle, but girly and all too flirtatious. My insides churned at her little laugh.

"Yeah, um, great." I turned back in my seat, placed my headphones on my head and stared blankly at the editing software. Why the fuck would she bring him here to our home. This random stranger? I'm so confused I can't even think straight.

"Bye!" I heard her say through the speakers and I looked to see her closing the door, Brad gone. Bree practically skipped into the bathroom and I could hear the turn of the shower. She already took a shower this morning before she left to the coffee shop. I swear to god, if she's taking another one for the reason I think, I'm going to lose my shit.

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A/N: AYYEEE a chapter for you. Sorry it's shit, but I am studying for exams. Tomorrow is my last day of school and then I guess I'll be a "Senior". I'm from England, but I live in America now, so I'm getting used to the titles.

So, what'd ya think of Ellie? Isn't she cute? Ellie is @TheEllo because of the small question contest she won :) Also, what about Bree's new change in personality? Weird....

I skipped RTX and gave up on trying to keep up with the timing because I wanted to get into the juicy stuff :)

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