"Beginnings"

A Pones Fanfic

Pairing: Danny J and Dougie P

Rating: M

Chapter 1

*DOUGIE'S POV*

Today was the day... The day that my entire life was going to change... I recently auditioned for this new band that was gonna be formed. The panel hadn't thought of a name yet though, so I just assumed that would be a band decision. To find out I'd got the news about actually getting in, I pretty much just screamed 'thank you' down the phone. I seriously needed this opportunity because whilst growing up, my home and family life wasn't particularly spectacular... My dad was a druggie and drank as much as he could in a day, every day. Going to the pub every night with my mum too. And as for my mum? Well...she's got a...quite interesting job... What I really mean by this, is that she's a prostitute. She sells herself for money because according to her, "it was her only option"... Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. I have a little sister, Jazzie. She's only 3 years old and every day when I come home from school, I see her sat in her high chair, kicking and screaming to be taken out of it. She'd been sitting there ever since I woke up for breakfast. None of my parents bothered to feed her so she was starving. I'd pick her up and cuddle her, telling her everything's alright because daddy's here. That's what she calls me. 'Daddy', simply because I'm more of a father figure to her than our actual dad.

Around 8 days after finding out I'd got into the band, I came home... Seeing my mum and all our aunts, uncles, cousins etc; all sitting around in the living room, mum obviously been crying. "Mum?" I said, a worried look on my face, and an anxious tone to my voice. She just turned round to look at me, cuddling Jazzie in her arms. "Mum, what's wrong? What's happened?" I asked again, sitting next to her, putting my arm round her.

"He's gone Dougie...He just left..." she replied, tears just filling her eyes as she sobbed into her tissue.

"Shit...Mum I'm so sorry...But this band...it'll change our lives, I promise." I told her, kissing hers and Jazzie's forehead.

"He...he left a note...for you...over there...on the kitchen...side..." she pointed pout using her finger to point towards the piece of paper, a small lizard lying on it. One of mine. One of my first. I nervously walked over to it, gently moving my motionless reptile off of the paper, seeing its addressed to me. I opened it with shaking hands, reading it aloud to myself. "I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry." I just put the paper down, Jazzie waddling over to me, hugging my legs.

"Don't cry Wuggie. Me and mummy still love you." she said, looking up at me with her pretty little eyes. I picked her up, cuddling her.

"Come on you, think it's time for bed don't you?" I gave her a small smile, kissing her cheek and takes her upstairs to her room, tucking her in. "Now you sleep well for daddy okay sweetie? I'm gonna have a big surprise for you when I start living with my new band mates." I explained to her, smiling. She loved the fact I was joining this band because she was just excited to have my room.

*2 Months Later*

I struggled carrying my bags to the car as I'm only weak, but Mum managed to help me. I was so excited about meeting the rest of my band mates properly because I've only really been getting in contact with our new manager Fletch as he's been giving me all the details about what will be happening and stuff. "Aww I'm really gonna miss you son. Remember, don't get distracted and focus on your work." she instructed me, pointing her finger at me as a typical mum would.

"I won't mummy. I'll text you when I'm there okay? Make sure you know everything's okay and that." I explained, smiling.

"That's my boy." she replied, kissing my cheek. And as for Jazzie, well she was hugging me this whole time, not wanting to let go. I just laughed at her and gently pulled away, bending down to her height.

"Be a good girl for mummy okay honey? Don't give her any naughtiness just because you've got my room." She just nodded, kissing me on the cheek.

"I'll miss you Daddy."

"I'll miss you too." I said in response, giving mum and Jaz both a hug before stepping into the rather flash, black car. The driver driving us to our destination... the band house.