Getting pregnant at 16 was not in your plans, but it probably was in God's plan - or whatever you wanna call it.

You and JJ had been together for a mere two months when you accidentally got pregnant and had to tell him, fearing he'll leave you or that his dad would find out and you'd be harmed in one way or the other.

But when he found out, he was nothing but supportive and helpful - ecstatic wouldn't be the word since he had a couple panic attacks in the span of two minutes.

But he stayed. He stayed by your side and held your hair when you were sick, bought you every food you even mentioned just because he didn't want you to be hungry, built a nursery in your home with you and even sneakily moved out of his place and into yours.

When the little girl was born, he cried. He cried so much you were worried he regretted staying, but he just held the baby girl in his arms and didn't let go until they had to forcefully pull the baby away.

Now, it had been a wonderful five months with your baby, Hailey, and you couldn't be happier.

It was the middle of the night, you were sound asleep and you thought JJ was too, until you reached over his side of the bed, expecting to feel his warmth but no, he was gone.

Sitting up, you turned on the bedside lamp and looked around, rubbing your eyes as you got out of bed and walked through you and your mother's small home, only to find JJ and John B sat on the couch, talking, while JJ held Hailey.

"Hey, why're you up?" JJ asked quietly, smiling at you as he held the small, sleeping five year old in his arms.